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A married Ruth Visor, and they went to Lunnon Town. "For why?" saith she. No more, no less. "For why?" saith I. "For the why I think a lass is happier wed to th' man she loves," saith I. "'Tis not so I've found it," quoth she, a-peeling of an apple so that thou couldst 'a' put his whole coat back and not 'a' known 't had e'er come off.
Joan had been at the Penzance railway station, and chance made Mary question the identical porter who had studied the timetable for her cousin. "She was anxious 'bout the Lunnon trains an' tawld me she was travelin' up to town to-morrow," explained the man. "I weer 'pon the lookout this marnin', but she dedn' come again." "What time did you see her last night?" "'Bout nine or earlier.
It is damnably out of my way embarking at , but I had best keep clear of Lunnon. And I tell you what, if these youngsters have hopped the twig, there's another bird on the bough that may prove a goldfinch after all Young Arthur Beaufort: I hear he is a wild, expensive chap, and one who can't live without lots of money.
As they all sat at tea in Alice Rose's house-place, Philip announced his intended journey; a piece of intelligence he had not communicated earlier to Coulson because he had rather dreaded the increase of dissatisfaction it was sure to produce, and of which he knew the expression would be restrained by the presence of Alice Rose and her daughter. 'To Lunnon! exclaimed Alice. Hester said nothing.
Naught in any wise partikler. Miss Vancourt 'as come 'ome to her own, an' she's 'ad a few friends from Lunnon stayin' with 'er. That's simple enough, as simple as plantains growin' in a lawn. Then Miss Vancourt's 'usband that is to be, comes down an' stays with old Blusterdash Pippitt at the 'All, in order to be near 'is sweet'art. There ain't nothin' out of the common in that.
Some people has luck an' some has heads; an' with a head on my shoulders same as I had at your age, I'd be Prime Minister an' Lord Mayor of Lunnon rolled into one, by crum!" He reached across for Captain Branscome's sextant, and held it between his shaking hands.
And him to leave ye his money and all. I wonder where ye'll go, Mr. Maine. P'r'aps ye'll go to Lunnon?" "To Lunnon?" gasped Giles, his jaw dropping. "What should I go to Lunnon for?" "Oh, I don't know ye can go where ye like, d'ye see. I reckon I'd go to Lunnon if I was in your shoes." "Would 'ee?" queried Giles, interested, but still aghast.
A wistful look came into Spike's eyes. "I've been dis side t'ree months. I t'ought it was time I give old Lunnon a call. T'ings was gettin' too fierce in Noo York. De cops was layin' fer me. Dey didn't seem like as if they had any use fer me. So, I beat it." "Bad luck," said Jimmy. "Fierce," agreed Spike.
"He's a champion burglar from de odder side. He sure is. From Lunnon. Gee, he's de guy! Tell him about de bank you opened, an' de jools you swiped from de duchess, an' de what-d'ye-call-it blow-pipe." It seemed to Jimmy that Spike was showing a certain want of tact.
Has there been a v'yage yet that I haven't come to ye, Muster Girdlestone, and told ye I was surprised ever to find myself back in Lunnon? A year agone I told ye how this ship was, and ye laughed at me, ye did. It's only when ye find yourselves on her in the middle o' the broad sea that ye understan' what it is that sailor folk have to put up wi'."
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