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He had never lived in Winnebago. "Oh, certainly," Bauer hastened to say. He had. "I!" Molly Brandeis looked down at her apron, and stroked it with her fingers. Then she looked up with a little smile that was not so pleasant as her smile usually was. There had flashed across her quick mind a picture of Mrs. G. Manville Smith. Mrs.
"Must have got fifty by this time," muttered the boy. "Now just one more to make sure, and then I'll be off, and Ugh! Who are you? How you made me jump!" The Ocean Cat's Paw by George Manville Fenn
G. Manville Smith, for example, never dreamed of the joy that her patronage brought Molly Brandeis, who waited on her so demurely. Mrs. It was known that her household was run on the most niggardly basis, however, and she short-rationed her two maids outrageously. It was said that she could serve less real food on more real lace doilies than any other housekeeper in Winnebago. Now, Mrs.
AN ELECTRIC SPARK. By G. MANVILLE FENN, Author of 'The Vicar's Wife, 'A Double Knot, etc. Crown 8vo. 6s. THE QUEENSBERRY CUP. A Tale of Adventure. By CLIVE PHILLIPS WOOLLEY, Author of 'Snap, Part Author of 'Big Game Shooting. Illustrated. Crown 8vo. 6s. This is a story of amateur pugilism and chivalrous adventure, written by an author whose books on sport are well known.
Next, on turning sharply to look in the direction of our comrades, there were the old piled-up walls of our stronghold clearly marked against the sky. "It's a long, long way yet, Joeboy," I said. "Yes, long way," he replied. "Can you see the Boers on the move?" He shook his head, and then hurried to the foreloper, a heavy-looking black, who was signalling to him. Charge! by George Manville Fenn
That lady, seeing her enter one day with her comic, undulating gait, double-actioned like a giraffe's, and her plumes that would have shamed a Knight of Pythias, decided to put a stop to these unprofitable visits. She waited on Mrs. G. Manville Smith, a dangerous gleam in her eye. "Scourine," spake Mrs. G. Manville Smith. "How many?" "A dozen." "Anything else?" "No. Send them." Mrs.
The result was that the King consented to stop for the aforesaid forty-eight hours, at the end of which time, feeling himself very comfortable and enjoying his host's company, he needed very little pressure to prolong his stay, especially as Leoni announced that, though Denis was mending fast, riding might have a bad effect and delay his recovery. The King's Esquires by George Manville Fenn
The sculptor acknowledges as his text these words of Marian Manville Pope: The trail is lost, the path is hid and winds that blow from out the ages sweep me on to that chill borderland where Time's spent sands engulf lost peoples and lost trails.
But he did look forward with pleasurable excitement to his visit, for all that. The day came at length, and he started for Barnsbury, snugly ensconsed in a first-class carriage, with wraps, and comic papers, and a story by Manville Fenn with a thrilling picture on the cover, and his beloved gun in the rack over his head.
A DEPLORABLE AFFAIR. By W.E. NORRIS. JACK'S FATHER. By W.E. NORRIS. A CAVALIER'S LADYE. By Mrs. Crown 8vo. THE ICELANDER'S SWORD. By S. BARING GOULD. TWO LITTLE CHILDREN AND CHING. By EDITH E. CUTHELL. TODDLEBEN'S HERO. By M.M. BLAKE. ONLY A GUARD-ROOM DOG. By EDITH E. CUTHELL. MASTER ROCKAFELLAR'S VOYAGE. By W. CLARK RUSSELL. SYD BELTON: Or, The Boy who would not go to Sea. By G. MANVILLE FENN.
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