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'And a parson will pick up the wife I meant for you, if you do not look quickly about it; the wife I mean is Mrs Bold. 'Whew-w-w-w! whistled Bertie, 'a widow! 'She is very beautiful, said Charlotte. 'With a son and heir already to my hand, said Bertie. 'A baby that will very likely die, said Charlotte. 'I don't see that, said Bertie.
"And a parson will pick up the wife I mean for you, if you do not look quickly about it; the wife I mean is Mrs. Bold." "Whew-w-w-w!" whistled Bertie, "a widow!" "She is very beautiful," said Charlotte. "With a son and heir all ready to my hand," said Bertie. "A baby that will very likely die," said Charlotte. "I don't see that," said Bertie.
Brogten began to whistle, and Kennedy relieved his feelings by digging the poker into the fire. And then there was a pause. "I want you to ask De Vayne." "And I tell you I won't ask him." "Whew-w-w-w!" Another long whistle, during which Kennedy mashed and battered the black lumps that smouldered in the grate. "Whew-ew-ew-ew! Oh, very well." Brogten left the room.
They nearly always had a British force close on their heels, and no sooner had they outspanned for a rest than it would be "Inspan trek." "Up you get, Khakis; the British are coming!" Then pom-pom-pom, whew-w-w-w, as shells came singing over the rear-guard. At these interesting moments they used to put the prisoners in the extreme rear, so that the British if they saw them, could not fire.
He has played a brilliant innings, and restored the confidence of all Etonians. The Eton captain descends the steps; a veteran this, not a dashing player, but sure, patient, and full of grit. He asks the umpire to give him middle and leg; then he notes the positions of the field. "Whew-w-w-w!" "D n it!" ejaculates Charles Desmond. Bishop and parson regard him with gratitude.
"You give yerself away bad this time!" said Shorty, as soon as he could speak. "What did ye tell him the countersign for?" "Whew-w-w-w!" observed Si, with a prolonged whistle. "Shorty," said he, "I wish you'd take a club and see if you can't pound a little sense into me; I don't believe I've got any!" Without another word he shouldered his gun and returned to the guard headquarters.
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