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Mannix laughed harshly. "You're clever, Sautee; there's no getting away from how clever you are. Now you want me to go chasing up to the hogback to head him off. Well, I'm tellin' you that I don't know where he's gone, an' I ain't starting out after him at any two o'clock in the morning. If you'd have kept your nose out of this he'd still be all safe an' quiet in jail.
He sent the boy a ten-pound note and then departed, pleasantly fussed over by his wife, to seek new vigour in the mud of Germany. Frank Mannix, seventeen years old, prefect and hero, stretched himself with calm satisfaction in a corner of a smoking carriage in the Irish night mail. Above him on the rack were his gun-case, his fishing-rod, neatly tied into its waterproof cover, and a brown kit-bag.
During the remainder of the afternoon he hung about the Red Feather and other resorts, but did not see Carlisle. That evening, as he was returning to the hotel, he met Mannix. The deputy looked at him with a scowl in which there was a mixture of curiosity. Rathburn suddenly remembered what Sautee had said about his company being on the outs with the county administration.
The noise flowed through the doors and windows of the classroom. It reached the distant dormitory and stimulated small boys in pyjamas to thrills of envious excitement It was Mannix again, Mannix at his greatest and best, who half an hour later stood up in his place. With an air of authority which became him well he raised his hand and stilled the babbling voices of the enthusiastic eleven.
It was the duty, the very onerous duty, of Mr. Edward Mannix to explain to the representatives of the people who did not agree with him in politics that the army, under Lord Torrington's administration, was adequately armed and intelligently drilled. The strain overwhelmed him, and his doctor ordered him to take mud baths at Schlangenbad. Mrs.
There's a powerful lot of strangers knocking around, people that might be decent or might not." His eyes were still fixed on Frank Mannix when Priscilla left him. The tide was flowing strongly and the water began to cover the lower parts of the bank. Priscilla measured with her eye the distance between the Tortoise and the sea. She calculated that she might get off in about an hour.
They knew that it was mainly owing to the determined attitude of Mannix that young Latimer, who collected beetles and kept tame white mice, had been induced to wash himself properly and to use a clothes brush on the legs of his trousers. Latimer's appearance in the old days before Mannix took him in hand had lowered the tone of the house. Mannix' own appearance though Mr.
"Maybe now," said the cook derisively, "you'd be in favour of soda water with the squeeze of a lemon in it." "I would not," said the ticket-collector, "but a drop of sweet oil the way the joint would be kept supple." "Get a jug of cold water," said Mannix, "and something that will do for a bandage." The attendant, with a glance at the cook, compromised the matter.
Dupré, who knew almost all things knowable, admitted, as he shook hands with his favorite pupil, that he knew the west of Ireland only by repute. But Mannix might be relied on to sustain in those far regions the honour of the school.
Well, we'll find a way to make you change it back again." "You're a grateful cuss," said Rathburn, grinning. Mannix scowled. It was plain he was not sure of his man, although he was trying to convince himself that he was. "I don't get you," he said growlingly. "No? Didn't you hear that fellow Carlisle say I saved your life by not drawing?" "He'd have got you if you'd tried to draw.
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