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"Peter lent a hand and screwed it into the back o' Sam's neck till he made 'im leave go, and then the stranger, a nasty-looking little chap with a yellow face and a little dark moustache, told Sam wot he'd like to do to him. "'Who are you? ses Sam, 'and wot are you a-doing of in my bed? "'It's our lodger, ses Ginger. "'Your wot? ses Sam, 'ardly able to believe his ears.
"He'll come up 'ere and tell us," ses Bill Chambers. "It's time 'e was here, a'most." Five minutes arterwards the door opened and Henery Walker came staggering in. He was as white as a sheet, his 'at was knocked on one side of his 'ead, and there was two or three nasty-looking scratches on 'is cheek.
There were hundreds upon hundreds of soldiers, horse and foot, and guns and wagons without end. Lord Brocton was there, and Sir Ralph Sneyd, who is just a duck, and a nasty-looking major with his face all over blotches. And they saw us, and crowded into the vicar's to talk to us." "And what about Jack Dobson?" "Oh, Oliver, what have you got your best clothes on for?"
We all looked at each other in surprise; some of the party remarked upon the carelessness of servants in letting nasty-looking fellows hang about the kitchen, others told stories of tramps and burglars. Mrs. Oke did not speak; but I noticed the curious, distant-looking smile in her thin cheeks. After a minute William Oke came in, his napkin in his hand.
I was up in town, and here and there. One evening as I came back from town I saw a nasty-looking Jew arrive. The little postmaster met him, and they went away together. He was in the scoundrel's hands; had been betting, and had borrowed first from the Jew, then from the Government.
Carried him about a hundred or so parayears; picked him up about three hundred parayears after leaving my other-line terminal. Nasty-looking fellow, in a black uniform; looked like one of these private-army storm troopers you find all through that sector. Armed, and hostile. I thought I'd have to ray him, but he blundered outside the field almost at once. I have a record, if you'd care to see it."
We all looked at each other in surprise; some of the party remarked upon the carelessness of servants in letting nasty-looking fellows hang about the kitchen, others told stories of tramps and burglars. Mrs. Oke did not speak; but I noticed the curious, distant-looking smile in her thin cheeks. After a minute William Oke came in, his napkin in his hand.
The door opened and large Mr. Dearman walked in. He bore a nasty-looking malacca cane in his hand somewhat ostentatiously. "Hullo, Dearman!" said Augustus after a decidedly startled and anxious look. "What is it? Sit down. I'm just back from College. Have a drink?" Large Mr. Dearman considered these things seriatim. "I will sit down as I want a talk with you.
I heard the noise; I came downstairs; and on the landing outside the door here, one of them jumped on me from behind and nearly choked me to prevent me from screaming, I suppose." "And they were a nasty-looking crew, were they?" said Guerchard. "Did you see their faces?" "No, I wish I had! I should know them again if I had; but they were all masked," said Victoire. "Sit down, Madame Victoire.
"It is an all-fired nasty-looking place," Jerry said; "but I have heard men who had been in the north talk about rapids they had gone through, and from what they said about them they must have been worse than this. We have got to keep as near the side as we can; the waves ain't as high there as they are in the middle, and we have got to keep the boat's head straight, and to paddle all we know.
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