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It made her endure the contents of the bag being turned out like a miniature rockery for her inspection on the floor of the glazed verandah outside the drawing-room, and also try to pacify Mrs. Mount's indignation at finding the more valuable specimens, or, as she called them, 'nasty stones' and bits of dirty coal, within his socks.
Mistress Wade has the children, and she'll see to them, or Alice Mount will. I must " "Thou'd best not put too much on Alice Mount, for Will Mount's as like as not to be in the next batch." "Lord, have mercy on us! I'll go warn them they are with Mistress Ewring at the mill; and then I'll go on to Mistress Silverside. Make haste, Robin, for mercy's sake!"
With a drunken whoop, Pink Pressley rushed his animal towards the prize; but his condition, combined with twitches and jerks of the bridle, and rakings of the spur, had acted upon his mount's usually stolid nerves, and half-way up the alley he whirled about and tore back, carrying his cursing rider far up the road before he calculated the probable results to himself of this outburst, and consented to return.
The Spanish were left to do pretty well as they pleased, burning and pillaging Mousehole, Paul, Newlyn, and Penzance, but they thought it advisable to retreat to their galleons in Mount's Bay for the night, and next day, the countryfolk having plucked up some heart, and there being rumours of English seamen drawing near, it was found prudent to decamp altogether.
This lovely outcast almost made him think she had the right on her side, so keenly her Parthian arrows pierced the holy centres of society, and exposed its rottenness. Mrs. Mount's house was discreetly conducted: nothing ever occurred to shock him there. The young man would ask himself where the difference was between her and the Women of society? How base, too, was the army of banded hypocrites!
'Did th' owd powse say that, lass? cried Milly's mother. 'I nobbud wish I'd yerd him. He's lived more nor thirty year baat one, an' a bonny speciment he is. Bud it's a gradely job for th' woman 'at missed him. He were welly weddin' Malachi o' th' Mount's wife once over. 'Yi; hoo'd a lucky miss, an' no mistak'. But happen hoo'd ha' snapped him. 'Never, lad.
Ripton heard a mignonne beauty ask of a cavalier. "Mount's, I suppose," was the answer. "Where is he? Why don't he come?" "An affaire, I fancy." "There he is again! How shamefully he treats Mrs. Mount!" "She don't seem to cry over it." Mrs. Mount was flashing her teeth and eyes with laughter at one of her Court, who appeared to be Fool. Dinner was announced.
The morning was dark, but we saw the flashes of guns to the westward, and my husband and others made out that there were two vessels engaged standing away towards Mount's Bay. We all guessed truly that one was the `Lively Nancy, and the other the king's cutter. "Gradually the sounds of the guns grew less and the flashes seemed further off. After some time, however, they again drew near.
Poor Bob groaned, and his father scratched his head. "No help for it," muttered the Captain. "Must put in at Mount's Bay. Tut tut tut tut!" The faintly heard sound of the gong made him look up sharply. The vibration ceased, for the propeller had ceased to revolve. A glance through the cabin window explained why.
They went to school together, and then to the fishing, and afterwards they sailed together with the free-traders over to Mount's Bay, and good seamen the both, though not a bit alike in looks and ways. Abe, the elder by a year, was a bit slow and heavy on his pins; given to reading, too, though he seemed to take it up for peace and quietness more than for any show he made of his learning.
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