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Colonel Boyce became restless. "Ods life, sirrah, there is no matter of murder. Who told you so? The fool Waverton. And where did he get the tale?" "A gentleman who runs away tells his own tale." "Now mark, Harry. The plan was but to bring Prince James to England " "Dead or alive," Harry laughed. "Pshaw. I had him at Pontoise and was doing well with him.
"Anything I could do, my dear boy, I'm sure my brother's son my own nephew ods bobs! you know that is, anything anything, you know!" cries Sir Miles, bringing his own hand into George's with a generous smack. "You can't stay and dine with us? Put off the Colonel the General do, now! Or name a day.
Whilst I have been preaching, who preach so rarely and so ill, the good cure has been soliciting the lord of the manor to step into the church, and give order what shall be done with his great-great-grandfather. "Ods bodikins! what, have you dug him up?" "Nay, my lord, he never was buried." "What, the old dict was true after all?"
"Exactly so; and because," added I as I shut the door upon the beauty "because, thanks to your hoop, you cover nine acres of ground." "Ods fish, Morton," said my uncle, "you surprise me at times: one while you are so reserved, at another so assured; to-day so brisk, to-morrow so gloomy. How comes it, Sir, eh?"
And then too, you have read my play; turned Horace's Satires into a lampoon upon the boys at school; been regularly to assizes during the vacation; attended the county balls, and been a most premature male coquette with the ladies. Ods fish, boy! it is quite curious to see how the young sparks of the present day get on with their lovemaking."
"Dear Sir William!" said she, "it is time you should take your draught; and then would it not be better that you should see the chaplain? he waits without." "Ods fish," said my uncle, turning again to me, "'tis the way with them all: when the body is past hope comes the physician, and when the soul is past mending comes the priest. No, Madam, no, 'tis too late for either.
How, Sir, not to Church, the chiefest Recreation of a City Lady? Sir Feeb. That's all one, Madam, that tricking and dressing, and prinking and patching, is not your Devotion to Heaven, but to the young Knaves that are lick'd and comb'd and are minding you more than the Parson ods bobs, there are more Cuckolds destin'd in the Church, than are made out of it. Sir Cau. Bel.
You are so generous, Sir, that 'tis almost with grief I receive the Blessing of Leticia. Sir Feeb. No, no, thou deservest her; she would have made an old fond Blockhead of me, and one way or other you wou'd have had her ods bobs, you wou'd Enter Bearjest, Diana, Pert, Bredwel, and Noisey. Bea. Justice, Sir, Justice I have been cheated abused assassinated and ravisht! Sir Cau.
'It's a fluiker, ki Dick; 'No, ki Matt, 'its owre big, It luik'd mair like a skyet when aw furst seed it rise; Kiv aw for aw'd getten a gliff o' the wig 'Ods marcy! wey, marrows, becrike, it's Lord 'Size.
"Merciful gad!" mine host exclaimed; "once seen, never forgotten, and once heard, never forgotten. He quotes me Thomson, and he tells me of his estate in Virginia." The answer was not of a sort to allay my suspicions. "Then he appears to be a landowner?" said I. "'Ods! Blest if I know what he is," says Mr. Claude. "He may be anything, an impostor or a high-mightiness.
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