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But 'ow about a flag of truce? Would that do the trick, d'ye think? or would Attwater simply blyze aw'y at us in the bloomin' boat like dawgs?" "No," said Davis, "I don't believe he would." "No more do I," said Huish; "I don't believe he would either; and I'm sure I 'ope he won't! So then you can call us ashore. Next point is to get near the managin' direction.
Russell, bestowing a look of infinite compassion upon his unfortunate friend, raised the mug obediently to his sensitive lips. Always a kind-hearted man, he was glad when the gradual tilting necessary to the occasion had blotted out the picture of indignation which raged helplessly before him. "I 'ope you're satisfied now," he said severely to the girl, as he turned a triumphant glance on Mr.
"Ho, are you?" ses the old gentleman, not at all surprised. "Bob Pretty was telling me all about you." "I 'ope you didn't listen to 'im," ses Henery, Walker, all of a tremble. "Bob Pretty'd say anything except his prayers." "He ses you're arter my money," ses the old gentleman, looking at 'im. "He's a liar, then," ses Henery Walker; "he's arter it 'imself.
Who asked them? you ain't come down so low in the world to go and offer Trixie to a gas-fitter, I should 'ope, Matthew! and yet what else does it mean tell me that, and I'll thank you. 'Don't ask me, said the unhappy father; 'they're perfect strangers. 'Trixie, you know nothing about it, I hope? said Mrs. Ashburn, rather suspiciously.
She do be well, sir, I 'ope, an' comin' home to the great house soon, Mr. Anthony?" "Thank you, yes, Mary," answered Anthony, baring his head and giving her his hand, "we shall be coming home next week. And here, George and Mary, is my friend Mr. Vereker. His horse has cast a shoe, send it to Joe at Hadlow to be shod. Meanwhile we will drink a flagon of your October."
All gypsies an' tramps will be stopped and interrogated. I don't think there's no cause for you to feel anxious, ma'am. I 'ope to 'ave some news for you in the course of the afternoon." They watched him free-wheel down the lane and shoot round the corner. "Oh, dear," said Mother, then: "Why doesn't the baby come? I wish Daddy weren't away."
Would you were free to rise, And seek your native skies, And from those heights no more to roam, Or seek a lower, earthly home. And see! I ope your prison door! Escape, and sing, and heavenward soar! Oh! spirit from the blue, This is no home for you. In fleshly walls confined Frets the aspiring mind; Imprisoned here in human clay, We pine and long to soar away.
When a move was made to the ballroom, Miss Nippett whispered to Mavis: "If Mr Poulter wins the great cotillion prize competition 'e's goin' in for, I 'ope to stand 'Turpsichor' a clean, and a new coat of paint."
"I 'ope for your sakes it won't be the same police-man that you and Ginger Dick set on in Gun Alley the night afore you shipped on the Planet," ses Isaac, pursing up 'is lips. "'Tain't likely to be," ses Peter, beginning to wish 'e 'adn't been so free with 'is tongue. "Still, if I tell 'im, I dessay he'll soon find 'im," ses Isaac; "there's one coming along now, Peter; shall I stop 'im?"
Hawkins, on his way up stairs was spelling out the name on the card he carried. "Miss Mary Ware, Phoenix, Arizona." "Humph!" was his mental exclamation. "From one of the jumping hoff places." Then his mind reverted to the several detective tales that made up his knowledge of the far West. "'Ope she doesn't carry a gun 'idden hon 'er person."
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