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'And tell it to the Horse Marines. 'To them also. 'It is just like Gerald Crich with his horse a lust for bullying a real Wille zur Macht so base, so petty. 'I agree that the Wille zur Macht is a base and petty thing. But with the Mino, it is the desire to bring this female cat into a pure stable equilibrium, a transcendent and abiding RAPPORT with the single male.
Wobbles was just on the point of acting upon this advice when the library call rang, and he hurried to respond. "You said this note was left here by a tall man, didn't you, Wobbles?" said Mr. Maddledock. "Yezzur," said Wobbles. "And he said he would call for an answer?" "Yezzur, at seven be the clock, zur." "But it's past seven, Wobbles?" "Yezzur, most 'arf an howr, most 'arf."
"And twelve miles of open sea!" "No, zur no; not accordin' t' my judgment. Eleven an' a half, zur, would cover it." The doctor laughed. "An', as I was sayin', zur," the skipper concluded, pointedly, "we just come through it." My sister and I exchanged anxious glances: then turned again to the doctor who continued to stare at the floor.
"That dog," he said, as we were passing through the kitchen while he was at dinner, "do teach uz Christians a lesson how to treat our friends. Why, zur, he'll not eat a morzel of Spot. Oie have tried and tempted him in all manner ov ways, and he only do zneer and turn up his nose when oie hould him a bit to taste."
And you'll treat the knee with it as I've told you. That's all. We must turn in at once; for we must be gone before the children wake in the morning." "Oh, ay, zur; an' " she began: but hesitated, much embarrassed. "Well?" the doctor asked, with a smile. "Would you mind puttin' some queer lookin' stuff in one o' they bottles o' yours?" "Not in the least," in surprise.
At the sound of my voice he stared about him wildly. "Ay, I be English, zur," he replied with a strong West Country burr, "God help me!" And, heedless of me and my pistol, he covered his face with his hands and burst into a wild fit of sobbing again, rocking himself to and fro in his grief. "Go back to Monica!" I whispered to Francis. "I'll see to this fellow!" I managed to pacify him presently.
"My brother couldn't have been kinder to me than you were to-night." "Good bye, Zur." The rough thrust out his great fist eagerly. "God open the gate wide for yer Honor, the night," clearing his voice, as he went out. "I'm going, then, Blecker?" Paul could not meet the womanish blue eyes turned towards him: he turned abruptly away. "Why! why! Tut!
"Doctor, zur," said Matilda Jutt, when the children were put to bed, with Martha to watch by Sammy, who was still very sick, "is you really got a bottle o' Pine's Prompt?" The doctor laughed. "An empty bottle," said he. "I picked it up at Poverty Cove. Thought it might come useful. I'll put Sammy's medicine in that. They'll not know the difference.
Now the name of the Israelite that was slain, even that was slain with the Midianitish woman, was Zimri, the son of Salu, a prince of a chief house among the Simeonites. And the name of the Midianitish woman that was slain was Cozbi, the daughter of Zur; he was head over a people, and of a chief house in Midian. And the LORD spake unto Moses, saying,
"Of the man at Runner's Woe?" the doctor asked. "No, zur. He on'y done murder. 'Twas not o' he. 'Twas o' something sadder than that." "Then 'tis too sad to tell," he said. "No," I insisted. "'Twould do well-fed folk good t' hear it." "What was it?" my sister asked. "I was thinkin' " Ah, but 'twas too sad! "O' what?" "O' the child at Comfort Harbour, Bessie, that starved in his mother's arms."
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