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"You can never do it, sir," Lowrie exclaimed; "I ken weel ye canno', and my faither wad never forgive us if we let you try." "Tom Holtum's life, or mine, to be risked! My life is my own and God's, to be used by me, with His approval, as my judgment thinks best," was the dignified answer, which silenced Lowrie.
When the aardwolf came back, and sniffed out what he had done, he said things. Our jackal's head appeared at his hole next dawn as a francolin began to call, and a gray lowrie a mere shadow up among the branches started to call out, "Go away! go away!" as if he were speaking to the retreating night.
Tom Lowrie, husband to Jessie, Harold's first cousin, was rather inclined to finish anything in a liquid way that he began. Harold shook his head. "Don't be foolish. That one holds only about three quarts and there's nine of us, and the servants'll want some and it isn't strong punch. It's so much more cheerful to have a lot, Evie; we don't have to drink all of it." "I say the small one."
Though I have not greatly the advantage of you in age, I have seen many men, and I know that such a face as yours cannot lie." Here Mr. Lowrie, the second mate, came in with a report; and I remarked that he stood up hat in hand whilst making it, very much as if Captain Paul commanded a frigate.
"It will be even worse," she continued, "when Vigne looks to me for advice; I mean when she is older and has lovers." "She won't seriously; they never do. She'll tell you when it's all over. Lowrie will depend more on you. I may have my fun about the capital of Louisiana, Linda, but I have the greatest confidence in your wisdom.
An effort was made to dispose of me by mob, as a means of clearing the moral atmosphere of the city. It was being discussed in a grocery while "Tom" Alden lay on the counter. He rose, brought down his big fist, and with a preface of oaths, said: "Now, boys, I tell you what it is. We're Democrats. This is a fight between her and Lowrie, and we're going to see fair play.
In another half hour he asked for water, as they paused for Sandersen to mount, and Lowrie to take his turn on foot. Sandersen snatched the canteen which Quade reluctantly passed to the injured man. "Look here!" said Sandersen. "We got to split up on this. You sit there and ride and take it easy. Me and the rest has to go through hell. You take some of the hell yourself.
Peggy Walker thought she had got into a very snug and comfortable dwelling in a flat in Street, and when she gave what she considered the most cheerful-looking apartment to the young ladies as their sleeping-room, she certainly did all she could for their accommodation. The old man, Thomas Lowrie, was particularly pleased with the look-out to the street.
The huge strength of Quade sufficed to budge the writhing mustang. Lowrie and Sandersen drew Sinclair's pinioned right leg clear and stretched him on the sand. It was Lowrie who shot the horse. "You've done a brown turn," said Sandersen fiercely to the prostrate figure of Sinclair. "Four men and three hosses. A fine partner you are, Sinclair!" "Shut up," said Hal.
His ways, peculiar and not meant for incivility, were too well known to provoke comment. The Osprey was shoved off by Yaspard, while Lowrie and Gibbie got out a pair of oars to help the boat along, as the wind was very light. Brüs Adiesen was in high good spirits, and insisted upon taking an oar too as soon as his nephew sat down to row.
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