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Besides, Frank told me he knew it to be a spirit, and could swear to him in any court in Christendom; and he had not drank above a quart or two or such a matter of liquor, at the time. Lud have mercy upon us, and keep us all from dipping our hands in blood, I say!"
"Well, now, now, now!" said Guardy Lud after they had gone carefully over every room and were coming down-stairs again. "This is great! This certainly is great. I couldn't have had it better if I'd made it to order, could I? And I certainly wish you were settled here, and I could stay long enough to take breakfast with you and enjoy some more of your excellent buckwheat cakes, Miss Cloud."
Then in the morning we can get up early, have our breakfast, and drive back here in time before the men come. Now isn't that perfectly spick-and-span for a plan?" "Leslie! But, dear, that would cost a lot! And, besides, it isn't in the least necessary." "Cost has nothing to do with it. Look!" and Leslie flourished a handful of bills. "See what Guardy Lud gave me!
No sooner was the report whispered abroad, that Prince Bladud was afflicted with leprosy, than the chiefs and elders of the council assembled together, and insisted that Lud Hurdebras should expel his son from the royal city, and drive him forth into the wilderness, in order to prevent the dreaded infection from spreading.
"More so than your chivalry, I fear," she retorted sarcastically. "Odd's life, m'dear! be reasonable! Do you think I am going to allow my body to be made a pincushion of, by every little frog-eater who don't like the shape of your nose?" "Lud, Sir Percy!" laughed Lady Blakeney as she bobbed him a quaint and pretty curtsey, "you need not be afraid!
Sally!" came in cheerful if none too melodious accents from the coffee-room close by. "Lud bless my soul!" exclaimed Sally, with a good-humoured laugh, "what be they all wanting now, I wonder!" "Beer, of course," grumbled Jemima, "you don't 'xpect Jimmy Pitkin to 'ave done with one tankard, do ye?" "Mr.
What made all the country round hate this cruel giant was not wholly on account of his awful appetite. It was because he had ruined the King's High Road. Ever since the time of King Lud, whose name we read in Ludgate Hill, in London, where His Cymric Majesty had lived, this highway had been free to all. It ran all the way through Cornwall, from Penzance, and thence eastward to London and beyond.
Mrs. Oliver Boyce gave a lifeless smile. "That is why I did myself the honour of giving you my confidence, ma'am. I think there are not two Colonel Oliver Boyces. The younger son of one of the Oxfordshire family." "Oh Lud, how should I know? I never looked into the grandfathers." "No, ma'am?" The tone was patronizing contempt. "You might have been the wiser of it.
Val glanced sideways at his mother's impassive face, it had a hunted look in the eyes. 'Poor mother, he thought, and touched her arm with his own. The voice behind droned on. "'I am going to live a new life. "And next day, me Lud, the respondent left by the steamship Tuscarora for Buenos Aires.
"Thirdly, sir, what of your money?" "I shall hope to spend it to much better purpose in the country than in the World of Fashion, Duchess." "Oh Lud, Barnabas, what a selfish creature you are!" "Selfish, madam?" "A perfect wretch!" "Wretch?" said Barnabas, staring. "Wretch!" nodded the Duchess, frowning, "and pray don't echo my words, sir.
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