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"What's scandalous?" He pointed with his finger. "Rotten as touch"; and he pensively drew out an enormous clasp-knife. "A man ought to be fined for treating human life so careless. See here!" He drove the knife at a selected spot, and the blade sank in to the hilt. From the interior, prompt on the stroke, arose a faint scream. "Sure-ly I know that voice?" said Mr. Jope.
"Why, sir," he answered at last, speaking in a lowered voice as if fearful of being overheard, "there's some as do say 't is haunted sure-ly." "How?" I demanded. "Well things 'as been seed, ah, an' heerd in that theer ghastly wood." "What things?" "Well things as flits an' things as wails ah, fit to break your 'eart an' chill a man's good flesh.
"To keep your arms warm! well sure-LY, if that arn't droll. It may be some use to keep the primins dry, I reckon; but I can't see the good of keepin' the fowlin' pieces warm. Have you met any game yet, officers. I expect as how I can pint you out a purty spry place for pattridges and sich like." "Thank you, my good fellow; but we have appointed to meet our GAME here."
He was sipping from his glass and had put a confidential hand on Thatcher's shoulder. He grinned at Carthy. "Well, sir," he said, "nobody has in-quired as to my celebration. But I'm not proud. I'll tell you. I'm celebratin' to-night the winnin' of a bet." "That's sure a deservin' cause," said Thatcher. "Yes, sir. Had a bet with Carthy here. Look at him blush! Carthy sure-ly hates to be wrong.
'Noo, said John, when a hackney coach had been called, and the ladies and the luggage hurried in, 'gang to the Sarah's Head, mun. 'To the VERE? cried the coachman. 'Lawk, Mr Browdie! interrupted Miss Squeers. 'The idea! Saracen's Head. 'Sure-ly, said John, 'I know'd it was something aboot Sarah's Son's Head. Dost thou know thot? 'Oh, ah!
"Sure-LY," said Desborough, as he turned and drew himself to the full height of his bony and muscular figure, while his eye measured the officer from head to foot, with a look of concentrated but suppressed fury, "you wouldn't dare to do this you wouldn't dare to fire into my canoe besides, consider," he said, in a tone somewhat deprecating, "your bullet may go through her, and you would hardly do a fellor the injury to make him lose the chance of a good cargo."
Evident surprise on the part of his listener. "It must have come for something," Valentine added, when she remained silent. "Have you never considered what?" "Ay, sir, sure-ly. He came to let folks know he was gone." "And that was all, you think?" "What else could he come for?" she answered. "Nobody has ever said, then, that it came for anything else," thought Valentine.
"I should like to try the effect of a bullet among the skins," said Grantham, leisurely drawing forth and cocking a pistol, after having whispered something in the ear of his companion. "Nay, officer," said Desborough, now for the first time manifesting serious alarm "you sure-LY don't mean to bore a hole through them innocent skins?"
Master Bob's response was a shout of "Rather," fully indicative of his feelings; while Dick grinned so much that his face was a study as he said "Y-es, sir, sure-ly!" Taking all these evidences as proof of the unanimity of the company on the subject, the Captain, all helping, at once set about the preparations for the coming feast.
"Well, say, Miss Sheila, I am sure-ly sorry " Sheila shook her head. "Not half so sorry as I am, Mr. Hudson. I came down to apologize." He pulled out a chair and Sheila sat down. Sylvester placed himself opposite to her and lighted a huge black cigar, watching her meanwhile curiously, even anxiously. His face was as quiet and sallow and gentle as usual. Sheila's fear subsided.
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