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"There are some vulnerable parts above the belt, though you mightn't think it." "If it comes to that, Stanny, I must say you got your revenge. Trust an old friend for knowing where to hit. That fist of yours caught me in some very nasty places. Suppose we shake hands." They shook hands. Stanistreet's hand was cold as ice.
The fact was that he had travelled once to Woore races with the talkative Heath, and that Heath had introduced him to his brother Stanny Heath, a local book-maker of some reputation, from whom Louis had won five pounds ten during the felicitous day.
Jove! you are a fine chap, Stanny. Why, you'll die a general yet, if the Russians 'll let you off a little longer, and you're not wanted for the House of Peers." "What do you mean, uncle?" "Why, of course, you haven't heard. There's trouble among your fine relations. Lord Essendine has lost all his sons." "All?" "Yes; all.
Our hero was able to help his uncle, too, the much-aggrieved functionary of the Military Munition Department, and secured for him the decoration he had so long coveted in vain. Uncle Barto, the worthy captain of the Burlington Castle, made a snug fortune by his commercial ventures during the war, and paid regular visits to his nephew, Stanny. Mrs.
But Daddy refused to be a bunny or anything that was required of him. So silent was he and so stern that even Winny saw that there was something wrong. She knew by the way he let Stanny down from his shoulder to the ground, a way which implied that Stanny was not so young nor yet so small and helpless as he seemed. He could walk.
I'm off to the Soudan with fifty other fellows glorious devils and we mean fighting this time. It's the old field, you see, and the old enemy." "When do you sail?" "Wednesday midnight. See me off?" "Yes. It's the least I can do." "Thanks, Stanny." He made a cut at the air with his walking-stick. "Don't you wish you'd half my luck? You poor devils never get a chance.
It's all like that and there's no sense in it." "But you did care, Ran, dear. You're caring now. You couldn't talk like this about him if you didn't care." "No. I'm talkin' like this because I didn't care. Not a rap. My God! If I thought Stanny would ever feel to me as I felt to my father, I'd go and kill myself." "But he won't, dear.
"Well, then, give Daddy a kiss and ask him nicely. Then perhaps he'll take you." And they did, and he had to take them. But it was mean, it was treacherous of Winny. "What did you do that for, Winky?" he said, going over to her where she rummaged in the drawer. "Because," she said, "you promised." "Promised what?" "Promised you'd take them. Promised Stanny he should wear his knickers.
Besides, here we are at Balaclava. Do you know where your uncle's ship lies?" "What! back again so soon, Stanny," was Captain Faulks's greeting as McKay stepped on board the Burlington Castle. "I am right glad to see you. Is that a friend of yours?" pointing to Hyde. "He is welcome too. What brings you to Balaclava?" McKay explained in a few words the errand on which they had come.
"Of course we can't have children there's no room for them but Stanny is so delicate I shouldn't feel it was right to have them, anyway." She spoke as if it were a sacrifice she had deliberately made for her husband.... Milly talked enthusiastically to Jack that night of the new coöperative building and urged him to look into it. "I do so want a home of my own," she said with a touch of pathos.
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