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Updated: May 8, 2025
He sate down on the other side of Dumbiedikes, wrung his hand hard, and whispered, "Ah, Laird, this is warst of a' if I can but win ower this part I feel my head unco dizzy; but my Master is strong in his servant's weakness."
The slave there carries the padlock, but master here carries the key." His attention thus directed, Captain Delano now noticed for the first, that, suspended by a slender silken cord, from Don Benito's neck, hung a key. At once, from the servant's muttered syllables, divining the key's purpose, he smiled, and said: "So, Don Benito padlock and key significant symbols, truly."
I'll meet you at the servant's entrance! I wouldn't let her get away for a hundred dollars!" I obeyed Dicky's instructions, but with a feeling of disgust creeping over me. I have always hated a scene, and this performance savored too much of moving picture melodrama to suit me. I hurried down the two flights of stairs and on toward the servant's entrance.
The black servant's pleasant manner made me feel very uncomfortable; I entrusted my score and letter to him to give to Lablache, without taking any notice of his kindly astonishment at my refusal of his repeated invitation to go into his master's room and have an interview, and I left the house hurriedly, intending to call for my answer in a few days.
And he banged the door in the servant's face. The man lay on the lounge precisely as Henry had happened to place him, his averted face half buried in the pillows. Investigation showed that he had no bloody gash on his head: that was Henry's imagination. There did not, in fact, seem to be a mark on him beyond three small scratches on his forehead.
Her mistress, her darling they? The soul of the woman sickened at the sight. "These are old women," she said to herself. "I never saw them before. I will go back." She turned away. "Amrah," said one of the lepers. The Egyptian dropped the jar, and looked back, trembling. "Who called me?" she asked. "Amrah." The servant's wondering eyes settled upon the speaker's face. "Who are you?" she cried.
It sprung from their sorrows and their captivity. The slave's heart was the slave's lyre." They talked until a deputation came from the servant's hall and asked for Mr. North. They belonged to the Christmas waits, and if he was going back to the village they wished to accompany him home; an offer he readily accepted.
The servant's toil might be, and probably in many cases actually was, on the whole, not heavier than that to which our hired servants are subjected; but the measure of the labour, both as to its endurance and its severity, depended there on the master's will rather than on the servant's freedom.
And if you will not make them true, then the dead will have their satisfaction, and love will go to the grave and not to the bridal. Now, then, do what is before you. I have set you your task." She spoke with a rapid passion that would not be interrupted, and then, still muttering threats and accusations, tottered out of the cot on her servant's arm. David was speechless. The truth bound him.
I hope you do not repent, that you did not murder my brother! My private life hunted into! My morals decried! Some of the accusers not unfaulty! That's an aspersion, Sir! Spies set upon my conduct! One hired to bribe my own servant's fidelity; perhaps to have poisoned me at last, if the honest fellow had not Facts, Mr. Lovelace! Do you want facts in the display of your sufferings?
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