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Corney, with great propriety, turned her head away, and released her hand to get at her pocket-handkerchief; but insensibly replaced it in that of Mr. Bumble. 'The board allows you coals, don't they, Mrs. Corney? inquired the beadle, affectionately pressing her hand. 'And candles, replied Mrs. Corney, slightly returning the pressure. 'Coals, candles, and house-rent free, said Mr. Bumble.
"If he had," replied the Rouser, "he might count upon Corney an' myself as right-hand men. We all have a crow to pluck wid the dirty Bodagh, an', be me zounds, it'll puzzle him to find a bag to hould the feathers." "One 'ud think he got enough," observed M'Cormick, "in the loss of his haggard."
Fume and fret as I might, it was not possible to mend matters, and I stretched myself out at full length under the bushes, with the idea in mind that it would be better if we were captured at once, for then we would be spared just so much suspense, yet when Sergeant Corney suggested that we were not as well hidden from view as we should be, I was alarmed on the instant.
Corney was up at daybreak to light the fire, call his sisters, and feed the horses while they prepared breakfast. At six the meal was over and Corney went to his work.
It was you that asked the doctor, wasn't it, for another bottle?" Corney was about to speak, when a young fireman entered the room with his helmet hanging on his arm. "Is it go on?" he inquired, looking round. "No, it's go back, young Rags," replied Baxmore, as he refilled his pipe; "it was only a chimney, so you're not wanted." "Can any o' you fellers lend me a bit o' baccy?" asked Rags.
If Sergeant Corney had really closed his eyes in slumber, which I doubted, he was now awakened by the many noises, and a plan of action must have been presented to him in his dreams, for he spoke like one who is determined upon some decided course, as he said to me: "Now, lad, we'll fill ourselves up with one good hearty meal, if it so be this mutinously inclined army has a proper store of provisions, and then it is for us to decide whether we stay among those who are like to come to grief if they have their own way, or push out for ourselves."
'I never dreamt of seeing you here. I thought my aunt always went to Kirk Moorside. 'I came with Molly Corney, said Sylvia. 'Mother is staying at home with feyther. 'How's his rheumatics? asked Philip. But at the same moment Molly took hold of Sylvia's hand, and said 'A want t' get round and speak to Charley.
They had never been intimate with any family but the Corneys, and even this friendship had considerably cooled since Molly's marriage, and most especially since Kinraid's supposed death, when Bessy Corney and Sylvia had been, as it were, rival mourners. But many people, both in Monkshaven and the country round about, held the Robson family in great respect, although Mrs.
When the carriage afterwards started from the door, this man who bore a strong resemblance to Joe Corney sprang forward and called for three cheers, which call was responded to heartily by all, but especially by the blue-coated and belted fellows with sailor-like caps, who cheered their old comrade and his blooming bride with those deep and thrilling tones which can be produced in perfection only by the lungs and throats of true-blue British tars!
And in truth she did: for what the hammers were to the strings, such were the sounds she drew from them to the human chords stretched expectant before her. Vibrating souls responded in the music that is unheard. A rosy conscious silence pervaded the summer afternoon and the ancient drawing-room, in which the listeners were one here and one there, all apart except Corney and "Mrs.
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