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But now we not stop to ask question, we 'urry, get you out. Go 'way an' then talk. It is to see that you are the prisoner." "Prisoner!" Tom's exclamation vibrated with bitterness. "You can't believe what I've been through. You're right about hurrying to get me out. There's no time to be lost. No, there's neither an axe or a hatchet here. He's too cunning for that.
Hardly had the poor boy been buried in Bellie church near, when his father, now reinforced by the Gordons, so that he could count 2,000 foot and 200 horse, was on his "fiery progress" south through Aberdeenshire, "as if to challenge Generals Baillie and Urry."
Didn't you 'ear 'im then? Quite distinct it was. Martin gave up the struggle with a sense of blank futility. What could you do with a man like this? It was like quarrelling with Westminster Abbey. 'I should 'urry, sir, suggested Keggs, respectfully. 'I think Mr Keith must have met with some haccident. His surmise proved correct.
True, the spoiled Marie pouted a bit, but Franklin, with a vile Cockney accent, said: "I saiy, wot's your 'urry? The negative hain't spoiled none. Hold 'Press the Button' hain't in his box." "Moving picture actors," exclaimed Judy. "What a sell!"
"It is the sam'," almost shouted the hunter. "I hav' know the name when I hear it, but never could I remember. But I think he dead long time, because after his son who he hav' love much get kill by tree, he turn to wil' man an' run 'way to Canada, an' no one know after where he hav' gone. Of a truth we hav' done well not to meet him. No wonder you say 'urry an' get away, M'sieu' Tom."
Dryden says, he was poet laureat to three kings, but Urry is of opinion that Dryden must be mistaken, as among all his works not one court poem is to be found, and Selden observes, that he could find no poet honoured with that title in England before the reign of Edward IV, to whom one John Kaye dedicated the Siege of Rhodes in prose by the title of his Humble Poet Laureat.
"I shouldn't 'arf wonder, from the look of him, if he wasn't the 'aughty kind of a feller who'd cleave you to the bazooka for tuppence with his bloomin' falchion. I'm goin' to 'urry through with my dressing and wait till to-morrow night to see how he looks. No risks for Willie!" The suggestion seemed thoughtful and good.
Me and Peter T. and Jonadab was in the office, when down comes Henry, old Robinson's man servant, white as a sheet and wringin' his hands distracted. "'Oh, I say, Mr. Brown! says he, shakin' all over like a quicksand. 'Oh, Mr. Brown, sir! Will you come right up to Mr. Sterz I mean Mr. Robinson's room, please, sir! 'E wants to see you gentlemen special. 'Urry, please! 'Urry!
"I'll I'll be all right to-morrow, sure surest thing you know, and and I'll take you down myself, with old old Maigan." "Please hurry back to your house and tell your mother to come over as soon as she can," Madge told the child. "Perhaps your father could go. I didn't think of it at first." "Now you spik' lak' you know someting," said the girl, with refreshing frankness. "I 'urry all right.
And the fairy dreams, evoked by a wave of Fortune's wand, crept silently back into the hearts of their owners. At Gaskin's announcement, bedlam broke loose among the diners. They leaped to their feet and rushed headlong from the messroom. "Get th' buckets!" "Man th' boat!" "We'll niver get there in toime!" "Allons! Allons!" "W'y didn't we put a guard on 'er!" "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" "Yes, 'urry!
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