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Updated: May 9, 2025
"A case full of very dull good books. That means that the person who lived here before was very serious-minded." She walked over and examined the titles, pulled out a few books and looked at their title pages. They all bore the same name, "L. T. B. Stringer." She uttered an exclamation.
'I vote we go and see him, at all events, observed Frank Hoppey, laying down his cue and putting on his coat, adding, 'I should like to see a man bold enough to beard a whole hunt especially such a hunt as ours. 'Finish the game first, observed Captain Macer, who had rather the best of it. 'No, leave the balls as they are till we come back, rejoined Ned Stringer; 'we shall be late.
Dunbar nodded significantly at Sowerby, as who should say: "What did I tell you about this man?" "On one of these visits," continued the Frenchman, and a smile struggled for expression upon his mobile lips, "I met you two gentlemen with a Mr. I think he is called Stringer "... "You met US!" exclaimed Sowerby. "My sense of humor quite overcoming me," replied M. Max, "I even tried to swindle you.
Bases full, three runs to tie! With Ashwell up and one out, the noise in the bleachers mounted to a high-pitched, shrill, continuous sound. I got up and yelled with all my might and could not hear my voice. Ashwell was a dangerous man in a pinch. The game was not lost yet. A hit, anything to get Ash to first and then Stringer!
What, then, was their amazement when he turned not a hair at the question, but replied, stirring his tea complacently as he did so, "You see, each of the Rockshire men may have been a good cricketer, and yet if they had not been used to playing together, as our fellows have been, we should have a decided pull on them." Miss Stringer regarded the speaker critically.
He was sitting on the stringer of the pier-head one morning, waiting for a press-boat from the "front," when the Three Friends ran in and lowered her dingy, and the "World" manager came ashore, clasping a precious bundle of closely written cable-forms. Channing scrambled to his feet and hailed him. "Have you heard from the chief about me yet?" he asked.
Somehow she had to come back to it; not only its smells were familiar, but from time to time, when a One-eye ran over it, there was that peculiar rumbling roar that was a sensation in the springtime trip. The calm of the late night was abroad when she leaped to the timber stringer and glided out over the water.
By a caustic speech in the Senate Stringer drew public attention to the skilfully concealed iniquities of the proposed franchise, and public attention thus aroused began to bristle.
"Well, sir, since this cursed gout has been so bad, it's hard enough to pay it at all sometimes. You ain't sent here to look for it, sir, are you?" "Not I," said Toogood. "It was only a chance question." He felt that he had nothing more to do with Mr Stringer, the landlord. Mr Stringer, the landlord, knew nothing about Mr Soames's cheque. "What's the name of your clerk?" said he.
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