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That makes twelve." "Those were the ones I was going to name when you stopped me," declared Mr. Harding, who pretended to be much puzzled, but who knew full well what was the matter. He gave me a quiet nudge with his elbow, and then went on to say that the twelve of us would dine with the Bishops at six o'clock, and stay to the dance which would start as soon as it was dark.
Many a time was the Black Killer named in low-voiced conclave; many a time did Long Kirby, as he stood in the Border Ram and watched M'Adam and the Terror walking down the High, nudge Jim Mason and whisper: "Theer's the Killer oneasy be his grave!" To which practical Jim always made the same retort: "Ay, theer's the Killer; but wheer's the proof?" And therein lay the crux.
I was very much surprised at this address my knowledge of the language told me immediately that the quotations were out of the Latin grammar, and that all his learning was pretence; still there was a novelty of style which amused me, and at the same time gave me an idea that the speaker was an uncommon personage. I gave Timothy a nudge, and then replied
"What is that?" says she. "Barkis is willin'," says you. This extremely artful suggestion Mr. Barkis accompanied with a nudge of his elbow that gave me quite a stitch in my side.
"Certainly not!" I said firmly, ignoring a nudge from the policeman. "He left before you came there was ample time. It is not of the least consequence, anyhow. Again I beg your pardon." As she inclined her head, I bowed, and closed the door. "I trust Mr. Bayne, that you are satisfied at last." This was the St. Ives manager, and I did not like his tone.
When the men left the store that night, Simon Basset's, Jake Noyes's, and Adoniram Judd's way lay in the same direction. They still discussed poor Abel Edwards's disappearance as they went along. Their voices were rising high, when suddenly Jake Noyes gave Simon Basset a sharp nudge. "Shut up," he whispered; "the Edwards boy's behind us."
Just then the door opened and two more candidates were shown in. "Come with me," directed the same midshipman master of ceremonies. Dan was indiscreet enough to range up alongside their conductor, just missing a vigorous nudge that Dave tried to give him. "Well, we slipped by the drug-store sign all right," Dan confided to the white-gloved midshipman.
"My coach is now at a livery-stable in town, and I want a driver and a lady's maid." "Yass'm." "I'd prefer free colored people. They could come with me as far as they pleased, and I shouldn't be responsible for their return." "Yass'm," said Euonymus, edging away from Robelia's nudge.
It was now eleven o'clock, and the moon was well up in the sky. The ribs of the Andes lay like silver in its light. Strain his eyes as he might, there was no indication of the Nelson. "Fine view!" Ned said, presently, giving Collins a nudge in the ribs with his elbow. "How do you like it?" Thomas Q. Collins was near bursting with rage. He hitched about in his seat, but to no purpose.
They have no wires or poles or wathered stock but th' population is so thick that whin they want to sind wurrud along th' line all they have to do is f'r wan man to nudge another an' something happens in Northern Chiny is known in Southern Indya befure sunset.
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