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Updated: July 12, 2025
"I am not to be frightened, my lady," said Jenny Prask, with a spot of bright colour showing suddenly in her cheeks. "I am not trying to frighten you," Millie Splay returned. "But some unexpected news has reached us which, if you persist, will place you in an awkward position." Jenny Prask smiled. She turned again to the door. "Is that all, my lady?" "You had better hear what the news is."
"A very long way," Martin Hillyard agreed humbly. "All the way probably." Lady Splay was mollified, and went on to her room. Down in the hall, Harry Luttrell turned to Joan. "This is going to be a wonderful week for me." "I am very glad," answered Joan, and they went up the stairs side by side.
Then, while the collie was still toiling over the hempen mouthfuls, the bear seemed to recover his own wonted cleverness; and to realize his whereabouts. Straight up the hillock he charged, toward the lean-to; his splay feet dislodging innumerable surface stones from the rocky steep; and sending them behind him in a series of tiny avalanches. Lad, one eye ever on his foe, saw the onrush.
Harold Jupp asked sternly. "I don't know him." "And probably never will, Harold, I am sorry to say," said Lady Splay triumphantly. "Mr. Rogers was in heaven many years ago." She suddenly changed her note and began to implore. "Oh, do be pleasant, you and Dennis!" Harold Jupp's mouth began to twitch, but he composed it again, with an effort, to the stern lines befitting the occasion.
"I'll make it a durned sight seriouser for you if you don't keep them splay feet o'your'n offen my heels when we're marching." "Don't you think we'd better pay, or something?" "You might try taking up a collection."
The castle is quadrilateral with a round and an octagonal tower at the angles of the northern face. The opposite side has a square tower at the angle to the right, and to the left the house of the governor just beyond the entrance-gate; the walls splay out widely to the bottom of the ditch.
The Dominie groaned deeply, uncrossed his legs, drew in the huge splay foot which his former posture had extended, placed it perpendicularly, and stretched the other limb over it instead, puffing out between whiles huge volumes of tobacco smoke. "What needs ye groan, Dominie? I am sure Meg's sangs do nae ill."
Coal-scuttle poke bonnets, short and scanty skirts, huge splay feet arrayed in indescribable shoes and boots, short-waisted tight-fitting spencers, colors which not only swore at each other, but caused all beholders to swear at them these were the outward and visible signs of the British fair of that day.
The tall horse galloped down the hill, but the Colonel stood up, and, with elbows akimbo and hands under his chin, yanked the animal to a standstill, his splay feet skating through the highway dust. The Colonel leaped over the wheel and reversed his heavy whip-butt. The Cap'n stood up, gripping a stout cudgel that he had been whittling at for many hours.
Oh, as if I would do such a thing! The idea! Well, I never did!" "I don't believe it was yours, Jenny," said Millie Splay. "Granted, I'm sure," returned Jenny Prask, tossing her head. "But how many people will agree with me?" Millie Splay went on. "I don't care, my lady." "Don't you?
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