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Updated: May 27, 2025
"You are a vixen, a vixen!" Mr. Tulkinghorn seems to meditate as he looks distrustfully at her, then he replies, "Well, wench, well. I paid you." "You paid me!" she repeats with fierce disdain. "Two sovereign! I have not change them, I re-fuse them, I des-pise them, I throw them from me!"
"I have nothing more to say," continued Maggie, "except that I hope she will be happy. But I, sir, am my father's daughter as well as my mother's, and I cannot for a single moment accept your offer. It is impossible. I must go on with my own education as best I can." "Then you re-fuse," said Martin, "to join your mother and me?" "Yes," said Maggie, "I refuse."
"Only I have my lanterrne and collecting-box, and come down the river to catch specimens of the beautiful moth for the naturalists at home in France. I land from my boat, and the boat come to take me away; but your sentry man re-fuse to let me go." "Collecting lantern!" said the Captain. "Yes, sir. Look. I fear my beautiful specimens are spoiled in the pannier here. He use me very bad."
You talk one minute about using your fusil to shoot me, and I am not afraid. Then you say you throw me to the crocodile, and still I am not afraid." "Then look ye here," said Smithers, "you just give me that little pistol thing you were going to pull out." "What! Sir, I re-fuse." Smithers stuck the mouth of his rifle against the stranger's breast-bone, and pressed upon it heavily.
"Sit down," he said. "I will not sit down! I re-fuse." "Mind," said Smithers. "I don't want this rifle to go off." "You dare you dare not shoot," cried the visitor; but as he spoke he began to subside slowly, as if still mentally resisting, till the sentry raised his foot quickly, gave a sharp thrust, and his prisoner went down suddenly upon his back, with the sentry's right foot upon his chest.
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