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Horace opened his mouth in surprise, and then clapped his hand over it in dismay. It was not a very fortunate beginning. "Look here, Grace," said he, making a wry face; "I move we call that no 'count, and commence new to-morrow!" So Grace waited till next day before she dated the merit-book. All this while Pincher's foot was growing no better.
This time Horace examined the trap on all sides, and, being what is called an ingenious boy, did actually succeed at last in getting little Pincher's foot out. "Whew! I didn't think you could," said Peter, admiringly. "You couldn't, Peter; you haven't sense enough." The foot was terribly mangled, and Pincher had to be carried home in arms. "I should like to know, Peter, who set that trap.
He is " and she recited Pincher's qualifications. "Ho yes," said the sailor he had a red and angry face. "I see 'im a hour ago 'long of a Chinaman. 'E crossed the river in a open boat. You'd best look slippy arter 'im." He grinned and spat; he was a detestable character, I think. "Chinamen puts puppy-dogs in pies.
He replied, "Well guv'nor, you've treated me very 'an'some", I had given him half a sovereign, "an I'll tell yer all I know. I heard a man by the name of Bloxam say four nights ago in the 'Are an' 'Ounds, in Pincher's Alley, as 'ow he an' his mate 'ad 'ad a rare dusty job in a old 'ouse at Purfleet.
I was so infuriated at the sight of Pincher's frightful wound that I felt none of my usual pity for the victim; and rushing up to F with the revolver, of which only a couple of chambers were loaded, thrust it into his hand with an entreaty to "kill him quickly."
This seemed cheap for the three cups of tea and the three eggs and all the strawberry jam and bread-and-butter Oswald had had, as well as what the others ate, and Lady's and Pincher's teas, but I suppose soldiers get things cheaper than civilians, which is only right. Oswald took the five shillings then, there being no longer any scruples why he should not.
Fatal error, fatal error! And then we looked back and saw he was getting quite near where Pincher was, and Alice and H. O. We walked on so that he shouldn't think we were looking and in a minute we heard Pincher's bark, and then nothing for a bit; and then we looked round, and sure enough good old Pincher had got Lord Tottenham by the trouser leg and was holding on like billy-ho, so we started to run.
I am glad I have so much interesting matter to look forward to in the 'Eldon Memoirs' as Pincher's biography. I am only in the first volume. Are English chancellors really made of such stuff? I couldn't have thought it. Pincher will help to reconcile me to the Law Lords perhaps.
I put him into an indigo vat with a big dog jackal once, and he whipped the jackal single-handed. He did not kill it, but he worried it till the jackal shammed dead and would not 'come to the scratch. 'Pincher's' ears were perfect shreds, and his scars were as numerous almost as his hairs. My gallant 'Pincher! His was a sad end.
Pincher's face looked over Andrew's shoulder. The muscles of the man's eyes were convulsed by religious mania. "I've just sold my biziness, sir, and we 'aven't a roof to cover us now!" he cried, in the tone of one who had done something heroic. John asked him what was to become of his mother. "Lor', sir, ain't it the beginning of the end? That's the gawspel, ain't it?
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