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"Unhand me, sir!" said Nina, haughtily, and almost weeping, for her strong nerves were yet unstrung. "Gaoler, at thy peril unbar the gates." "So hot," said Alvarez, surprised at so great a waste of dignity in a page; "nay, I meant not to offend thee. May I wait on thy pageship tomorrow?" "Ay, tomorrow," said Nina, eager to escape.
His object, doubtless, was to liberate the torn lace from the castor; but he looked as though he were imploring pardon from a goddess. 'Unhand it, sir! said Mrs Proudie. From what scrap of dramatic poetry she had extracted the word cannot be said; but it must have rested on her memory, and now seemed opportunely dignified for the occasion.
"Tom, if you went under, do you think I could ever go back to our native town?" "Payson!" shouted Tom. "Yes, sir!" "Don't let Mr. Hazelton come yet. Seize him!" "I've got him, sir!" Harry felt himself seized by the strong arms of the foreman. "You don't go, sir," Payson insisted. "It's a criminal waste of life." "Man, unhand me. Let me go, I tell you." "I won't, sir. I've Mr. Reade's orders."
But the child hung back and would not go with him so that De Vac was forced to grasp him roughly by the arm. There was a cry of rage and alarm from the royal child. "Unhand me, sirrah," screamed the boy. "How dare you lay hands on a prince of England?" De Vac clapped his hand over the child's mouth to still his cries, but it was too late.
"Fanny Miss Trevanion what outrage, what villany is this? You have not met this man at your free choice, oh, speak!" Vivian sprang forward. "Question no one but me. Unhand that lady, she is my betrothed; shall be my wife." "No, no, no, don't believe him," cried Fanny; "I have been betrayed by my own servants, brought here, I know not how!
Nothing violent happened. He had rather expected the heavens to fall, or that at least Mrs. Prockter would exclaim: "Unhand me, monster!" But nothing violent happened. "And this is me, James Ollerenshaw!" he said to himself, still squeezing. One afternoon Sarah Swetnam called, and Helen in person opened the great door to the visitor.
His sleep is very calm, And on his features plays a placid smile. FURST. Who's there? Tell's wife, your daughter; she insists That she must speak with you, and see her boy. FURST. I who need comfort can I comfort her? Does every sorrow centre on my head? Where is my child? Unhand me! I must see him. STAUFFACHER. Be calm! Reflect you're in the house of death! My Walter! Oh, he yet is mine!
Beatrice, I warn you, be still, unhand me. In that vessel will be a priest who shall join our hands, but not before you will recognize the truth, that she who flies with Giulio Peschiera must become his wife or quit him as the disgrace of her House, and the scorn of her sex." "O villain! villain!" cried Beatrice. "Peste, my sister, gentler words. You, too, would marry. I tell no tales of you.
"Does he think my life is at his bidding, to allow or to withhold? Unhand me, Isora, unhand me! I tell you I will seek him this moment, and dare him to do his worst!" "Do so," said Isora, calmly, and releasing her hold; "do so; but hear me first: the moment you breathe to him your suspicions you place an eternal barrier betwixt yourself and me!
Have you been eavesdropping telling tales hatching plots?" The natural ferocity of Rivers's manner was rather heightened by the tone which he assumed. The maiden, struggling still for the release for which her spirit would not suffer her to implore, exclaimed: "Insolent! By what right do you ask me these or any questions? Unhand me, coward unhand me.
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