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"It is bad," he assented, "but it might be doctored. Haven't you got a middle name?" "It's worse," grinned the victim. "It's St. Ives. I tried it on the second term, and the crowd called me 'Ivy, and one smartie sent me a piece of blue ribbon to tie my yellow curls with he wrote that in an insulting note." "What'd you do?" gasped Banty.
Cornwall, having deserted hurling for the more modern development of the ball game, has won high position, and these two mining towns are the chief centres of the sport. Something other than football, however, attracts most of those who come to Cornwall, and one such attraction ought to be the lovely view of St. Ives Bay to be enjoyed from the Godrevy headland.
"Not a cockroach on the Laughing Lass. Ever know of an old hooker that wasn't overrun with rats?" "No; nor anyone else. Not above water." "Found a dozen dead rats. No sound or sign of a live one on the Laughing Lass. No rats, no mice. No bugs. Gentlemen, the Laughing Lass is a charnel ship." "No wonder Billy's tender nerves went wrong." said Ives, with irrepressible flippancy.
Ives' pensioners, appeared to care little for wind or weather. As Betty rode up, she sent her clear ringing voice before her: "Rachel! Rachel Ray!" Then paused suddenly, for fastened by the bridle to a low post close to the cottage door, she perceived a fine bay horse that she knew well.
"Not necessary, between gentlemen," said Ely Ives with a gesture just a little too suave. "Ah, yes," muttered the lawyer at Banneker's side. "Between gentlemen. Eck-xactly." Pursuant to instructions, Eyre stood with his feet a few inches apart and his eyes closed. "At the word, you bring your heels together. Click! And you keep your balance. If you can. For the two hundred.
And, what is odd enough, their answers are sometimes as pat as if they knew your meaning. Indeed I have often thought it strange that your low poor people should be so acute, and have so much common sense. But do you direct your letters thus A Monsieur Monsieur le Chevalier de St. Ives, Baronet Anglois, an Cafe Conti, vis-a-vis le Pont Neuf, Quai Conti, a Paris. And so, Abimelech, I remain
It ended in disaster; many Cornishmen were killed either in the field or by hanging afterwards; among whom was John Payne, mayor or portreeve of St. Ives. It did not die at once, but it speedily began to languish, and two centuries later was practically extinct. During the Civil War St.
Tell me, Fairfax, may they not? Write, and tell me. Sir Arthur St. Ives to Abimelech Henley Honest Aby, London, Grosvenor Street We are once more arrived in England; for which I am not sorry. Though I cannot say that I repent my journey into France.
After dinner Trix was not visible; but the door of the little boudoir beyond stood half-open, and very soon Newhaven edged his way through. Almost at the same moment Jack Ives and Mrs. Wentworth passed out of the window and began to walk up and down the gravel. Nobody but myself appeared to notice these remarkable occurrences, but I watched them with keen interest.
Clifton, once again I say, remember the untainted benevolence of her soul! Is it, can it be forgotten by you? Which of your good qualities was ever forgotten by her? Hear her describe them in her own language! Ives; all expressive of the high qualities and powers of Mr. Clifton, of the delight they gave her, and the hopes they inspired.
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