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Ye're juist to stand here a' the day an' say to ilka body wha spiers for the dog: 'Ay, sir, Greyfriars Bobby's been leevin' i' the kirkyaird aucht years an' mair, an' Maister Traill's aye fed 'im i' the dining-rooms. Ay, the case was dismissed i' the Burgh coort. The Laird Provost gied a collar to the bit Skye because there's a meddlin' fule or twa amang the Burgh police wha'd be takin' 'im up.
Happerley, werry good indeed I owes you one." "I thought it was a castor-oil mill," rejoined Mr. Spiers. "Haw! haw! haw! werry good, Mr. Spiers, werry good indeed owes you one also but I see what you're driving at. You think these hats have a coconut apiece belonging to them upstairs. No such thing I assure you; no such thing.
'With a establishment like that opposyte, there'd ought to be a medium-sized Spiers & Pond at this 'ere street corner for any man as knows 'is wye about. That's my idea, Godwin see? Peak had as yet given but half an ear to his relative's discourse; he had answered mechanically, and only now was constrained to serious attention by a note of meaning in the last interrogative.
He served his apprenticeship as a soldier in the stormy expedition to Barbary, where, in his nineteenth year, he commanded a troop of light horse, and distinguished himself under the Emperor's eye for his courage and devotion, doing the duty not only of a gallant commander but of a hardy soldier. The nuptials had taken place at Spiers, and few royal weddings could have been more brilliant.
Spiers, pray charge your glass Mr. Stubbs, vy don't you fill up? Mr. Nimrod, off with your 'eel taps, pray I'll give ye the 'Surrey 'Unt, with all my 'art and soul. Crane, my boy, here's your werry good health, and thanks for your song!" Gentlemen, I will not trespass longer upon your valuable time, but as you seem to enjoy this wine of my friend Mr.
The English papers, of this morning, have brought us the news that the Germans are massing at least seven or eight hundred thousand men, along the line from Saar Louis to Spiers. It is evident that they fell back from Saarbruck without any serious resistance.
Nor can we forget that the sad event which made way for the return of a stranger was the sudden death of Captain Spiers of Elderslie one who was just beginning to be appreciated by the general public, as they saw the gradual development of qualities which were solid rather than brilliant, and in whom were united manliness and modesty in a degree which is rarely to be seen, and which now gives more than a touch of pathos to his memory.
Spiers, a leg and a wing, if you please, sir, and a bit of the breast. Mr. Spiers. Certainly, sir, certainly. Do you prefer a right or left wing, sir? Mr. Jorrocks. Oh, either. I suppose it's all the same. Mr. Spiers. Why no, sir, it's not exactly all the same; for it happens there is only one remaining, therefore it must be the left one. Mr. Haw! haw! haw! Mr.
I do not quite understand the matter, but it appears that we were expected guests of Mr. Spiers, a very hospitable gentleman, and Ex-Mayor of Oxford, and a friend of Bennoch and of the Halls. Mr. S. C. Hall met us at the Oxford station, and under his guidance we drove to a quiet, comfortable house in St. Giles Street, where rooms had been taken for us.
Spiers and Pond, we again found them waiting for us on our return towards the embankment, determined, so it seemed, to convoy us home. We hastened our steps and they hastened theirs. We loitered, they loitered also. At last Wareham made me dive into a side street and thence into a maze of courts, and though the others seemed bent on following us, we at last managed to give them the slip.
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