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The Staffs are originally of Staffordshire, which took its name from them; the first that I find of the Staffs was one Jacobstaff, a famous and renowned astronomer, who, by Dorothy his wife, had issue seven sons viz., Bickerstaff, Longstaff, Wagstaff, Quarterstaff, Whitestaff, Falstaff, and Tipstaff.
An insurance man in a fire is like a duck in a pond; but I'm glad to see you here, just the same. A terrible calamity! a really terrible calamity! How much did we get? Wagstaff estimated it at one hundred and forty thousand, but of course we can't tell how far the fire actually went." "He was pretty close to my figures," said Smith, with a smile.
None of the men concerned would discuss the matter. From the remarks dropped by Wagstaff, however, it appears that the policy of marketing Free Gold stock was inaugurated without his knowledge or consent. Be that as it may, all sorts of rumors are in circulation, and Free Gold stock, which has been sold during the past week as high as a dollar forty, found few takers at par when Change closed.
Even if they had swung in a circle, they could scarcely be pointing for the town in that direction. For another hour Bill held to the northern line as a needle holds to the pole. A swift rush of misgiving seized her. "Mr. Wagstaff!" she called sharply. Roaring Bill stopped, and she rode Silk up past the pack horses. "Where are you taking me?" she demanded.
One, however, wore spectacles and a look of quiet command which showed that he was the leader. They stood looking at the prostrate general for some moments. Then the spectacled leader spoke. "Scout-Master Wagstaff." The other saluted. "Wake him!" Scout-Master Wagstaff walked to the side of the bed, and shook the sleeper's shoulder. The Prince grunted, and rolled over on to his other side.
Clean and quite contrary, answered Panurge; it is of me that he prognosticates, in saying that I will beat her like a tiger if she vex me. Sir Martin Wagstaff will perform that office, and in default of a cudgel, the devil gulp him, if I should not eat her up quick, as Candaul the Lydian king did his wife, whom he ravened and devoured.
Hazel hesitated a second. There was no sound of movement. "Mr. Wagstaff!" she called. "Yours truly," his voice hailed back, away to one side. "I'll be there in a minute." In less time he appeared beside her. "Will you fall off, or be lifted off?" he said cheerfully. "Where are we?" she demanded. "Ask me something easy," he returned.
There's a big fireplace where the wind plays tag with the snowflakes in winter time. There's grub there, and meat in the forest, and fish in the streams. It's home for me. Why should I go back to Cariboo Meadows? Or you?" "Why should I go with you?" she demanded scornfully. "Because I want you to," he murmured. They matched glances for a second, Wagstaff smiling, she half horrified.
You understand? You follow me?" "Certainly," Hazel answered. "But what is the difficulty with Bill?" Mr. Brooks once more had recourse to polishing his pince-nez. "Bill is opposed to the whole plan," he said, pursing up his lips with evident disapproval of Bill Wagstaff and all his works. "He seems to feel that we should not have taken this step.
Roaring Bill Wagstaff became, if anything, more of an enigma than ever, in the light of his dwelling. She recollected that Cariboo Meadows had regarded him askance, and wondered why. He came in while her gaze was still roving from one object to another, and threw his wet outer clothing, boy fashion, on the nearest chair. "Well," he said, "we're here." "Please don't forget, Mr.
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