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Quatermain," he went on, "if you have done, light your pipe and let's go into the other room and study that Cypripedium of yours. I shan't sleep to-night unless I see it again first. Stop a bit, though, we'll get hold of that old ass, Woodden, before he turns in." "Woodden," said his master, when the gardener had arrived, "this gentleman, Mr.
Accept, Monsieur, the assurance of my high consideration. Confronted with the bandit, he gives him reason, and offers his faith that the man is Piquouique, with whom he encountered himself when on a mission of secrecy to England it is now some years. What to do? LETTER: From Mr. Allan Quatermain to Sir Henry Curtis. Mr.
For by the strangest of coincidences, as I concluded my somewhat old-fashioned little speech of compliments, this very reflection had entered my mind, and with it the memory of the veiled picture which Mr. Savage had pointed out to me on the previous morning. "I can't say, Mr. Quatermain, but I did know it. You were thinking of the picture, were you not?"
I paid him out afterwards, however," he added with a smile of satisfaction, "but it did not give me back my tusks, which no doubt have been turned into hair brushes long ago;" and he sighed. "Well," said Good, "that is a capital yarn of yours, Quatermain, but " "But what?" he asked sharply, foreseeing a draw.
"I don't know," answered Miss Manners, doubtfully, "it is rather too queer for my taste. Tricks are all very well, but when it comes to magic and visions I get frightened." "Well, I suppose the show is over," said Lord Ragnall. "Quatermain, would you mind asking your conjurer friends what I owe them?" Here Harût, who had understood, paused from packing up his properties and answered,
To-day this Allan Quatermain and a number of my own countrymen bring grave charges against you, which, however, at present are not capable of proof or disproof. Well, I cannot decide those charges, whatever my own opinion may be. I think that you had better go back with your uncle, Henri Marais, to the trek-Boers, where they can be laid before a court and settled according to law."
When her eyes fell upon us, however, she shrieked out, and covered her face with her hands, crying, 'Horrible, horrible! Nor were her fears allayed when she discovered her worthy husband being borne upon an improvized stretcher; but her doubts as to the nature of his injury were soon set at rest. 'God bless you all, Mr Quatermain; you have saved my child's life, she said simply.
Bones had read of such things in books; he knew his "Solomon's Mines" and was well acquainted with his "Allan Quatermain."
"Might I ask you gentlemen your names?" "Certainly," I replied. "I am Allan Quatermain and my friend is the Hon. Maurice Anscombe." He started and said "Of Allan Quatermain of course I have heard. The natives told me that you were trekking to those parts; and if you, sir, are one of Lord Mountford's sons, oddly enough I think I must have known your father in my youth.
"Forgive me for intruding on you at such a time, Quatermain," he said, in a hoarse voice, "but to-morrow I leave this place for ever, and I wish to speak to you before I go indeed, I must speak to you." "Shall I send Allan away?" said my father, pointing to me. "No; let him bide. He will not understand."
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