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It is a burlesque description of a tumbledown country-house in which the writer was staying, and is addressed to Rosalinda. The other is entitled To Euthalia, from which it must be concluded that, in 1728, Sarah Andrew had found more than one successor.
"He went to see you at Grex!" said Silverbridge. "Why should he not have come to me at Grex?" "Only it is so odd that he did not mention it. It seems to me that he is always having secrets with you of some kind." "Poor Frank! There is no one else who would come to see me at that tumbledown old place. But I have another thing to say to you. You have behaved badly to me." "Have I?" "Yes, sir.
Reply urgent. Who is Rivière?" On the morning of March 15th, Clifford Matheson lit a blazing fire in the laboratory of a tumbledown villa in Neuilly in order to destroy the clothes and other identity marks of the financier. For some months past he had been leading a double life as Clifford Matheson the financier, and as John Rivière the recluse scientist.
Look here, boys, you just tell your dad, when you see him, that he has got a foolish, consequential nigger and a mean, tumbledown affair of a hut, if it can't 'commodate some poor sailors. Howsumever, I'll go back to my lugger, and bad luck to your mansion! Old nig, look 'er here perhaps we'll see each other again." He looked slowly all round the room, and went out, slamming the doors after him.
She had been standing at the door of their tumbledown tenement, looking for her daughter, and was surprised to see her bringing a strange child with her. It was not often that well-dressed people wandered into that dirty alley. "The poor little thing has got lost, mother. Perhaps you can find out where she came from.
"Four years ago he contracted the disease, some say from taking care of his mother, others from lying in a damp prison. He lives in the fields near the Chinese cemetery, having intercourse with no one, because all flee from him for fear of contagion. If you might only see his home! It's a tumbledown shack, through which the wind and rain pass like a needle through cloth.
There were times afterwards when she wished she hadn't, but in the long run she was very thankful that she did. The Anderson house was a small and tumbledown affair, crouching in a grove of battered spruces near the shore as if rather ashamed of itself and anxious to hide. Rilla tied her grey nag to the rickety fence and went to the door.
The cemeteries are a chaotic mass of tumbledown tombstones and vagrant vegetation. Pools of water covered with green scum, and heaps of filth everywhere, fill the reeking atmosphere with malaria and breed big clouds of mosquitoes. The people have a yellowish, waxy complexion that tells its own story of the unhealthiness of the place, without instituting special inquiry.
He bin have long fella stick, like that one Tom take a longa fight short handle. Heavy fella that carn lif 'em easy, one hand. Mr Limsee tumbledown. Get up. That boy kill 'em one time more hard. My word, strong fella boy that. Catch 'em Mr Limsee tchuk longa ground, hard fella like that. Me and Cap'n come. Mr Limsee alonga ground yet 'Hello! Mr Limsee, you bin hurt? 'Yes, my boy I hurt plenty.
The ghosts of these things seem to linger in their old haunts through many empty years. The orchard was large and long, enclosed in a tumbledown old fence of longers bleached to a silvery gray in the suns of many lost summers.
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