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I said if I ever got well I'd be as I was before." "But you'd have died." "That would have been better for you..... Joan, I'll do this. Marry you honestly and leave the country. I've gold. I'm young. I love you. I intend to have you. And I'll begin life over again. What do you say?" "Say? I'd die before I'd marry you!" she panted. "All right, Joan Randle," he replied, bitterly.
"Would like to, but can't spare the time to-day; but Harry and the girls will be delighted to go with you. Wait a minute, and have a cup of coffee first. They'll be here presently." Denison put down his gun and took a seat in the cool, comfortable-looking sitting-room, and in a few minutes Hester and Kate Randle and their brother came in. The two girls were both over twenty years of age.
Joan Randle, hidden back in the shadows, forgotten or ignored by this bandit group, heard the name Jim Cleve with pain and fear, but not amaze. From the moment Pearce began his speech she had been prepared for the revelation of her runaway lover's name. She trembled, and grew a little sick. Jim had made no idle threat. What would she have given to live over again the moment that had alienated him?
If I cotch ya at your tricks I'll leather ya fust an' clap ya in the stocks afterwards, sure as my name be Randle Malkin. "But as I wan sayin', if ya foller th' example o' General Clive, an' turn yer young sperits into the lawful way why, mebbe there be gowd swords an' mints o' money somewheers fur ya too.
Amanda blushed, for the proffer of a buggy ride was not without definite significance in that region. "I'll git my shawl and bonnet," she said. To the casual eye it would have appeared that Scattergood's summer was devoted wholly to running his hardware store and to paying court to Mandy Randle.... But this would not have been so.
Randle Cotgrave, the compiler of one of the most valuable dictionaries of early English words, lost his eyesight through laboriously studying ancient MSS. in his pursuit of knowledge. The sixteen volumes of MS. preserved in the Lambeth Library of English literature killed their author, Henry Wharton, before he reached his thirtieth year.
"To tell you Jim!" she entreated. "What?" he rasped out. "That I'm innocent that I'm as good a girl as ever.. ever.... Let me tell you.... Oh, you're mistaken terribly mistaken." "Now, I know I'm drunk.... You, Joan Randle! You in that rig! You the companion of Jack Kells! Not even his wife! The jest of these foul-mouthed bandits!
It was long, coming way below her hips, and for the first time in days she felt she was Joan Randle again. "Modesty is all very well in a woman, but it's not always becoming," remarked Kells. "Turn up your collar.... Pull down your hat farther There! If you won't go as a youngster now I'll eat Dandy Dale's outfit and get you silk dresses. Ha-ha!" Joan was not deceived by his humor.
Richard Hart Davis, Esq Edward Protheroe, Esq. 1st. Henry Hunt, Esq. 2nd. Wm. Pimm, T. Pimm, Wm. Weech, T. Gamage, Electors. Counsel for Mr. Davis, Mr. Warren and Mr. Harrison. Counsel for Mr. Protheroe, Mr. Adam & Mr. Randle Jackson. Mr. Hunt appeared in person for himself and other petitioners.
She had not yet reached thirty. Scattergood had first encountered her when she came to his hardware store to buy a plow. On that occasion her excellent business judgment and her powers of barter had attracted him strongly. As a matter of fact, he was a bit in doubt if she hadn't the best of him on the deal.... Her name was Amanda Randle.
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