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Then, too, he was to go in the "Sea Gull" with Captain Nash, the swiftest schooner and the smartest captain sailing out of the harbor, and Jimmie Starkweather felt that Amos was having greater good fortune than any boy could hope for. "Maybe the 'Sea Gull' can't get out of port," said Jimmie, digging his bare toes in the soft sand.
Certainly not." "Don't lie." "Drew, rein up. They's one thing no man can say to me and get away with it." "I tell you, man, I'm holding myself in harder than I've ever done before. Answer me!" He did not even rise, but Glendin, his hand twitching close to the butt of his gun, moved step by step away from those keen eyes. "Answer me!" "Nash; he's been to Eldara." "I might have known.
A young man, somewhere about 25 or 27 years old, fairly well but not expensively dressed, and bearing the appearance of one who had seen a good deal of the rough side of life, called at the Institute and asked for Miss Nash. He was ushered into the reception room and Helen was summoned.
"Scarcely to be accepted without a close examination of the evidence." "Unquestionably. Does any point occur to you?" Now Dr. Nash had nothing ready. "Well," he said, dubiously, "in such a very difficult matter it might be rash...." Then he thought of something to say, suddenly. "Well yes! It certainly does occur to me that ... No perhaps not perhaps not!..." "What were you going to say?"
Perhaps one could be happy here if one could kill all the people except the architect," she mused. "Oh, it is," he glowed. Standing there beside her, happiness enveloping them, looking across the marvelous sward, Bill Wrenn was at the climax of his comedy of triumph. Admitted to a world of lawns and bungalows and big studio windows, standing in a belvedere beside Istra Nash as her friend
I understand that just at present he's paying rather high for them, which is some satisfaction. That creature Nash told one of our men the other day that Melrose now treats him like dirt, and finds his chief amusement in stopping anything he wants to do." "Then he'd better look sharp after the will," said Undershaw, with a smile. "Melrose is game for any number of tricks yet.
A. B. Grosart saved the works of Nash from all danger of destruction by printing an issue of them, in six volumes, for fifty private subscribers, in 1883-85. But he still remains completely inaccessible to the general reader. Edmund Gosse. The Life of Iacke Wilton. Earle of sovthhampton, and baron OF TICHFEELD.
I seized the tongs, and was kneeling down and vigorously pushing them up the chimney, to ascertain the cause of this last misfortune, when a loud double-knock at the door startled me nearly out of my senses. I had never realised what I was in for till now! Horror of horrors! Who was to open the door, Mrs Nash, or I? We had never settled that.
If I could choose, I'd prefer the Pump Room, and would rather talk of Beau Nash and the old Assembly Rooms than of Minerva and her temple or indeed of Pepys, or Miss Austen and Fanny Burney. By the way, "Evelina" was hers. I've found that out, without committing myself. I wish I could buy the book for sixpence.
"Got something on him?" "These here questions, they ain't polite, Shorty," grinned Nash. "All right. You do the leadin' in this game and I'll jest follow suit. But lay your course with nothin' but the tops'ls flyin', because I've got an idea we're goin' to hit a hell of a storm before we get back to port, Steve." "For my part," answered Nash, "I'm gettin' used to rough weather."
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