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Quick as lightning the grocer cast a glance at the till, as he sprang over the counter and seized the boy by the scruff of the neck. "Ay, ay," he said sharply, "a clever little rogue!" "I haven't stolen anything!" cried the boy, trying to wrench himself loose and to pick up his krone-piece. "That's mother's money!" "You leave the kid alone!" said Ferdinand threateningly. "He hasn't done anything!"
"If you were well you would be smoking a cigar it is just three o'clock. This kiss is for myself, this is for Scruff, and this is for Miss Naylor." She stood upright again; a tremulous, joyful gravity was in her eyes and on her lips. "Good-bye, my dear; take care of yourselves; and don't you have a guide, they're humbugs." "No, Uncle Nic. There is the carriage! To Vienna, Uncle Nic!"
I grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, and though he weighed as much as a Shetland pony, I managed to drag him to shore and well up upon the beach. Here I found that one of his forelegs was broken the crash against the cliff-face must have done it.
"Dinna talk like that, Andra," she pleaded. "It's no' canny, an' forby, the Lord disna like ye to do it." "If the Lord cared He could take Black Jock by the scruff o' the neck an' fling him into hell oot o' the road. It's Black Jock that's at the bottom o' this, an' I could twist his dirty neck for him." "Weel, Andra, it's the Lord's doin', an' maybe things'll soon men'."
"Harz is my name we were just talking" "About my sketch. Oh, Greta, you do tickle! Will you come and have breakfast with us to-day, Herr Harz? It's our turn, you know." Harz, glancing at his dusty clothes, excused himself. But Greta in a pleading voice said: "Oh! do come! Scruff likes you. It is so dull when there is nobody for breakfast but ourselves." Miss Naylor's mouth began to twist.
"I want to do everything for the best," said the other, "and I s'pose the right and proper thing to do is to take him by the scruff of his neck and run him along to Nancy." "You try it," said Mr. Carter, hotly. "Who is Nancy?" The other growled, and was about to aim a blow at him when his son threw himself upon him and besought him to be calm. "Just one," said his father, struggling, "only one.
The procurator kept his word as to shielding me from visitors, and he said he had much ado to succeed, for the ease and certitude with which, in the open arena, before all Rome, I approached a lion or tiger which had just slaughtered a criminal and lapped his blood, seized the beast by the mane or scruff of the neck, as if he had been a tame dog, and led him to a postern or into his cage, roused much interest, much curiosity, many enquiries and not a little desire to see me closer, question me, talk with me, get acquainted with me and learn the secret of my power.
The Bear has spoken. Though pandemonium raged about him, 'Scruff' Mackenzie held his ground. Aware how useless was the rifle at close quarters, he slipped both holsters to the fore, ready for action, and drew his mittens till his hands were barely shielded by the elbow gauntlets. He knew there was no hope in attack en masse, but true to his boast, was prepared to die with teeth fast-locked.
"I do not intend he shall," said the man, reaching down and picking the dog up bodily by the scruff of his neck. "What is the matter, old fellow?" he continued, twisting the dog's head so that he could look into his eyes. "Wanted to make a meal of me? too bad. Your little daughter, of course, Mr. Kling? A very good breed of dog, my dear young lady just a little nervous, and that is in his favor.
"Den yo come along too as a prisoner, white man," and the burly black grasped Divine by the scruff of the neck and forced him before him down the steep trail toward the cove, and so the mutineers returned to the command of Skipper Simms, and L. Cortwrite Divine went with them as a prisoner, charged with a crime the punishment for which has been death since men sailed the seas.
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