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Lang or that, she had had a wean to a dragoon; she hadnae come forrit for maybe thretty year; and bairns had seen her mumblin' to hersel' up on Key's Loan in the gloamin', whilk was an unco time an' place for a God-fearin' woman. Howsoever, it was the laird himsel' that had first tauld the minister o' Janet; and in thae days he wad have gane a far gate to pleesure the laird.
I locked her up in that room. The key's in the bureau top drawer, left. I'd like her to sit by me. I want to go to sleep. I want to forget. Time enough to remember when I'm not sick.... That you, Rose? Sit by me and hold my hand, there's a dear. If I need anything she'll call you, doctor. Just leave us alone, will you?"
And when Sir Gawain, Sir Ewaine, Sir Sagramour, and Sir Ector, saw him in Sir Key's armour, they knew well it was he who had smitten them all down with one spear. Anon, came all the knights Sir Turquine had taken prisoners, and gave worship and honour to Sir Lancelot.
Edward Shippen, a granddaughter of that Judge Nicholson who took the first copy of the poem to the "American" office, and had it set up in broad-sheet form by Samuel Sands, a printer's apprentice of twelve. He was alone in the office, all the men having gone to the defense of the city. It is written in Key's hand.
As there were only three chairs, Collinson stood beside the chimney. "Collinson," said Uncle Dick, after the usual pause, taking his pipe from his lips, "as we've got to get up and get at sun-up, we might as well tell you now that we're dead broke. We've been living for the last few weeks on Preble Key's loose change and that's gone. You'll have to let this little account and damage stand over."
Then he flung me off, but not rudely. 'Why don't you stay? he asked. Then he laughed, and added, 'I'll go harness the mare. "'The key's in the kitchen, I said. 'I'll go get it for you. I heard Zadok bring it in. He did not answer, and I went for the key. I found two on the nail, and I brought them both; but I only handed him one, the key to the stable-door.
She switched on all the lights and pointed to a door just ahead. "That's the door," she said sulkily. "The key's in it." But the key was not in it. Mr. Jamieson shook it, but it was a heavy door, well locked. And then he stooped and began punching around the keyhole with the end of a lead-pencil. When he stood up his face was exultant. "It's locked on the inside," he said in a low tone.
"You got to be careful not to touch the Bible with your fingers," she explained, "or the charm won't work. Now I'll say over two verses, 't where the key's put in, and Mr. Barker, you got to repeat the alphabet at the same time; and when it comes to the first letter of the right name, the Bible will drop out of my fingers, all I can do. Now then! Set me as a seal on thine heart "
"That's just the sort of house you'd like," said Ellen, for Pelle had stopped. "It would be nice to see the inside," he said. "I expect the key's to be got at the farm up there." Lasse Frederik ran up to the old farmhouse that lay a little farther in at the top of the hill, to ask.
"That whole end of the cellar is kept locked, so nobody can get at the clothes, and then the key's left in the door? so that unless a thief was as blind as as some detectives, he could walk right in." "Liddy," I said sharply, "come down with us and turn on all the lights." She offered her resignation, as usual, on the spot, but I took her by the arm, and she came along finally.
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