look-alive

Updated: May 6, 2025

There was a minute or so of silence, and then the snapping of flint and steel, and the sound of puffing. "Lit, Simmy?" "Aye, here 'tis." "Fetch it along then." The handle of the door was turn'd, and a light flash'd into the hearse. "Here, hold the lantern steady! Come hither, old Squeaks, and help wi' the end." "Surely I will. Well was I call'd Young Look-alive when a gay, fleeting boy.

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - The Splendid Spur