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For a moment, as the strange story of his miraculous escape and his still more wonderful indifference to it all recurred to his mind, he felt a doubt of the narrator's truthfulness or his sanity. But another glance at the sailor's frank eyes dispelled that momentary suspicion. He held out his hand as frankly, and grasping Captain Dornton's, said, "I will go."
My brother looked a glance of agony at me, and I knew he meant, 'Don't reveal what you see; my life depends on it. I was so terror-struck that I could hardly stand, and, not knowing what I did, I turned and hurried away." The narrator's manner and tone had the stamp of truth, and his story made a great impression on around.
In a room which had lately been all noise, not a sound was now to be heard but the narrator's voice. "Aweel, lasses, here are the three wee kists set, the lads are to chuse the ane that chuses reicht is to get Porsha, an' the lave to get the bag, and dee baitchelars Flucker Johnstone, you that's sae clever are ye for gowd, or siller, or leed?" 1st Fishwife. "Gowd for me!" 2d ditto.
Good stories are often fixed upon eminent men who had no part in the transactions thereby attributed to them. But Aubrey tells a still stranger story concerning Popham, when he sets forth the means by which the judge made himself lord of Littlecote Hall in Wiltshire. The case must be given in the narrator's own words. "Sir Richard Dayrell of Littlecot in com.
She, however, by no means obeyed her husband's mandate without resistance, and, at the recollection of the conflict which now occurred between the pair, in which she raged like a tigress, the narrator's cheeks crimsoned.
It is before me, in short-hand, on the pages of an old, old pocket-book, and I will tell it with some slight improvements on the narrator's style, such as suppressing his unnecessary combinations of the curse. Mounted on a two-hundred-dollar buffalo-horse, for which he would not have taken double that amount, Peter Walker found himself, one afternoon, near the end of a long day's ride.
"Oh, go on with your yarn!" Maggie's dish-cloth was waving impatiently. "Well, you mind that fall I went to the Exhibition an' stayed with Maria till near Christmas? My, the sights I did see that time! You girls ought to take a trip to the city now, why " "Oh, never mind, 'Liza," said Maggie, knowing the narrator's weakness. "Settle the minister first, an' you can talk Toronto all day after."
In the terror and confusion of the plague, the priest had mistaken one sister for the other, as the elder did die." "Yes, yes, I know; go on!" gasped my lady, with white lips, and eyes that never left the narrator's face. "This friend had met with misfortune after flying from the doomed village with the surviving sister.
During that afternoon and the greater part of that night the three friends continued in close conversation Harry sitting in front of the stove, with his hands in his pockets, on a chair tilted as usual on its hind legs, and pouring out volleys of questions, which were pithily answered by the good-humoured, loquacious hunter, who sat behind the stove, resting his elbows on his knees, and smoking his much-loved pipe; while Hamilton reclined on Harry's bed, and listened with eager avidity to anecdotes and stories, which seemed, like the narrator's pipe, to be inexhaustible.
She, however, by no means obeyed her husband's mandate without resistance, and, at the recollection of the conflict which now occurred between the pair, in which she raged like a tigress, the narrator's cheeks crimsoned.
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