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This afternoon she was not alone. Lounging at a window was the lady who was in waiting at the time, the Countess Loschek. Just now she was getting rather a wigging, but she was remarkably calm. "The last three times," the Archduchess said, stirring her tea, "you have had a sore throat." "It is such a dull book," explained the Countess. "Not at all. It is an improving book.
Hilda, I don't think, minded this little wigging, and Grim never went without a friendly nod as he turned from cutting Wilson into the nets, if Miss Hilda Elsie Varley went by. Knowing Acton's pride his overwhelming pride I never expected to see him back at St. Amory's.
Jim Mason set a cunning trap or two and caught his own bob-tailed tortoise-shell and a terrible wigging from his missus; Ned Hoppin sat up with a gun two nights over a new slain victim and Londesley of the Home Farm poisoned a carcase. But the Killer never returned to the kill, and went about in the midst of the all, carrying on his infamous traffic and laughing up his sleeve.
The girl had a mischievous and impish humour that delighted in the infliction of small hurts, and she might have gone home, happy in the thought that her governess would get a "wigging," or she might be hiding about somewhere to give her a fright. Olive went up the steep path towards the Belvedere, hoping to find her there.
Morrison was mighty decent about it when he had me up on the carpet, too," added Tom. "I thought sure I was in for a wigging maybe a suspension, and I couldn't stand that, for dad had written me one warning letter.
"You're a lucky dog, Chester!" exclaimed young Harvey; "you seem to have dropped plump into the skipper's good books all at once. It is not often that we mids are honoured with an invitation to the cabin-table, I can tell you." "You know as well as I do that he is invited into the cabin to-night, in order that the skipper may give him a good wigging for that boarding business yesterday.
A victim had been a necessary part of their sprees. Many a poor fellow had been fastened in a barrel and rolled down hill or nearly drowned in a ducking for their amusement. A chance had come to get mad and they were going to make the most of it. They began to growl with resentment. Some were wigging their leader Jack Armstrong to fight Abe.
"Why, he'll tell everybody he meets the news in confidence, just the same as he did you. I'll give him a good wigging, I tell you! Mr Mawley is not going to be married in a hurry; and if he is, not to the young person you think, Master Frank."
If we had a jolly good light he'd forget all about it, and I shouldn't hear any more about the miserable business. Here, what can we do to make the Boers come on? I might get killed in the set-to, and then I should escape this awful wigging." "Who ought to go and see the doctor now?" I said. "Who's going mad?" "I am, I believe, old fellow; and enough to make me.
He'll get a wigging." As may be supposed, I paid little heed to them. I sprang out and ran up the steps to the door. I saw my wife's face at the window: she herself ran to the door and opened it for me. "Good God," I whispered, "do all these people know he's here, and take him for the king?" "Yes," she said. "We couldn't help it. He showed himself at the door."
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