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I am so, I believe," says Susan, and contemplated Mr. Hadley with placid satisfaction. "She is too honest for you, Mr. Hadley," Alison said. "Oh Lud, yes, ma'am. The mass of her overwhelms me, and it's all plain virtue a heavy, solemn thing. Look you, Susan, you embarrass madame with your revelations." "It is curious. He is always ill at ease when I am with him."
He was between forty and forty-five years of age, and had already overcome the natural diffidence of youth in addressing a learned bench and a crowded court. 'My lud, said Younglad, 'my learned friend, Mr. Chaffanbrass, who leads for the prisoner, is not yet in court. Perhaps, my lud, on behalf of my client, I may ask for a few moments' delay. 'And if Mr.
Jist as S' Mortimer climbed into the chaise 'Here's wishing you luck wi' the lovely Meredyth, 'e sez." "Meredith!" exclaimed the Viscount. "Meredith, m' lud; 'the lovely Meredith, 'e sez, an' then, as he stood watchin' the chaise drive away, 'may the best man win, sez 'e to himself, 'an' that's me, sez'e." "Boy," said the Viscount, "have the horses put to at once."
It was a large mansion, without the Lud Gate. The demoiselles stirred not at his entrance, and Katherine quietly motioned him to a seat at some distance. "By your leave, fair lady," said Hastings, "I rebel against so distant an exile from such sweet company;" and he moved the tabouret close to the formidable chair of the presiding chieftainess. Katherine smiled faintly, but not in displeasure.
But, behold, through this very thing have I been healed of my leprosy!" "And who art thou, my son?" demanded the old herdsman, in whose ears the words of his youthful servant sounded like the language of a dream. "I am Bladud, the son of Lud Hurdebras, thy king," replied the youth.
Lud! what a group the motley scene discloses, False wits, false wives, false virgins, and false spouses. Goldsmith's Epilogue to the Comedy of the Sisters. Madame D'Anville kept her promise the invitation was duly sent, and accordingly at half past ten to the Rue D'Anjou I drove. The rooms were already full.
Lud help thee," replied Archibald, "that's the old castle of Dumbarton, the strongest place in Europe, be the other what it may. Sir William Wallace was governor of it in the old war with the English, and his Grace is governor just now. It is always entrusted to the best man in Scotland." "And does the Duke live on that high rock, then?" demanded Jeanie.
"Oh Lud, the dear man wants peace!" He flung himself upon her, holding her to him as she staggered back, and kissed her till she was gasping for breath, gripped her head to hold it against his kisses, buried his face in the fragrance of her neck. She gave herself, her arms still behind her, offering the swell of her breasts to him, her eyes gay.... "You are mine, now.
Oh, pardon, monsieur, mille pardons, ma foi. I have been insolent to you in all this affair. You'll please to observe that the whole of it, and the issue, is to your honour. Will I have to say more?" "Oh Lud, no. Pray, let's talk sense." "I take to you marvellously, mon enfant. Well now, have you heard of me?" "Enough to want much more." "What, has father been talking?"
"You astonish me, sir," rejoined Blakeney with an exclamation of genuine and unaffected surprise. "I wonder now what would prevent her?" "All those whose death would be the result of her flight, if she succeeded in escaping from Boulogne..." But Sir Percy was staring at him, with wide open eyes expressive of utmost amazement. "Dear, dear, dear.... Lud! but that sounds most unfortunate..."
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