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That they are all upside down at Ormsby Villa, all mad entirely fighting and setting off through the kingdom, every one their own way; and, they say, it's all on account of something that Miss Clemmy Ormsby told, that Lady Geraldine said about my Lord O'Toole's being no better than a cat's paw, or something that way, which made his lordship quite mad; and he said, in the presence of Captain Andrews, and my Lady Kildangan, and Lady Geraldine, and all that were in it, something that vexed Lady Geraldine, which made Mr.
The drunkard was Wogan; he was drunk with fatigue and sleeplessness and pain, but he had retained just enough of his sober nature to spare a tired mare who had that day served him well. The first intimation he received that his friends were on the watch was O'Toole's voice bawling down the street to him. "Is it a lottery? Tell me we're all rich men," and he felt himself grasped in O'Toole's arms.
The assault was to be made by the 3rd and light divisions, aided by Pack's command and Colonel O'Toole's Portuguese riflemen. The main British army lay along the Coa, in readiness to advance at once and give battle, should Marmont come up to the assistance of the besieged town.
Gabbitt is gone off the happiest man in Ireland, with the hopes of surveying my Lord O'Toole's estate; a good job, which I was bound in honour to obtain for him, as a reward for taking a good joke. After mocking him with the bare imagination of a feast, you know the Barmecide in the Arabian Tales gave poor Shakabac a substantial dinner, a full equivalent for the jest."
"But if you are a friend of Miss O'Toole's possibly I can break my rule.... About how much do you wish to invest?" "Oh, say fifteen to twenty thousand. Figger on doublin' it up, or mebby better 'n that. Folks does it. I've read about 'em." "To be sure they do if they are properly advised. But one has to know the stock market like a book." "And Mr. Peaney knows it like a book," said Pansy.
Harry was too good-natured to feel revengeful, and was just beginning to beg for O'Toole's life, when suddenly there arose behind them the sound of hurried footsteps, followed by wild cries. All turned, and a strange figure met their eyes. It was a woman. She wore a military cloak and an officer's kepi. She looked wildly around. "Where is he?
"Do you think anything could ever Rec-om-pense make up, you know? Especially if you suffered? Please don't speak up quick, think, Jolly." "I'm a-thinkin'." Not to have 'em that would go, not go! Never to kite after Dennis O'Toole's ice-wagon an' hang on behind, nor see who'd get to the corner first, nor stand on your head an' wave 'em "No, sirree!" ejaculated Jolly, with unction, "nothin'."
"When ye get to Glasgow, if ye are on the lookout for a place to slape, try Barney O'Toole's in Argyle Street. The place is nothin' to look at, but it's a hummer inside, sor." I yawned drowsily once more, but the hint did not stop him.
O'Toole lodged in the same house, and Wogan mounted to his apartments, hoping there to find news of Gaydon's whereabouts. But O'Toole was taking the air, too, but Wogan found O'Toole's servant. "Where will I find Captain O'Toole?" asked Wogan. "You will find his Excellency," said the servant, with a reproachful emphasis upon the title, "at the little bookseller's in the Piazza."
In Father O'Toole's luggage she found letters, which she read, and found out that she and her mother were to have been placed in a convent at Dieppe; and, as the convent was named in the letters which she says are important, but I have not had courage to read them yet she went to the people from whose house they had embarked, requesting them to forward the luggage and a letter to her mother sending everything but the letters, which she reserved for me.
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