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British troops, under the command of Sir Archibald Campbell, and a small squadron, under the command of Commodore Grant in the Liffey, sailed for Rangoon. The other ships were the Larne, Commander Frederick Marryat, the Slaney, of 20 guns, and Sophie, an 18-gun brig, four of the Company's cruisers, and a number of small craft to serve as gunboats.
He visited them there, but never asked them to the house in Sefton Park, which was in fact his daughter's; so that his proper family and friends were unaware of their existence. Rosamund Larne was one of those precarious ladies who make uncertain incomes by writing full-bodied storyettes.
A conflict of feeling had made Margaret irritable, and Andy was the most convenient object of wrath in the absence of Dora. Andy started slowly out through the hall; there he turned about, and said: "Hold a bit, my poor Mag. Let me git me thoughts together. It's me's been desaved. If it hadn't 'a' been fer that fellow down at Larne there wouldn't never 'a' been anything betwixt me and Dora.
We killed seven fish; I, one of 19 lbs.; Hopie, two, one of 25 lbs. Thence to the Colviles', at Craigflower, and on the 11th to Minto. 14th, drove to Ancrum and Kirklands. Beautiful day. We went from Minto to Dartrey, co. Monaghan, by Carlisle and Stranraer; crossed to Larne, but had to sleep at Dundalk, on the 17th. At Dartrey found the Ilchesters, Mr. Herbert, and others.
Bob Pillin saw her white round throat, and thought: 'She is a ripper! And he said with a certain desperation: "My name's Pillin. Yours is Larne, isn't it? Are you a relation here?" "He's our Guardy. Isn't he a chook?" That rumbling whisper like "Scratch a Poll, Poll!" recurring to Bob Pillin, he said with reservation: "You know him better than I do." "Oh! Aren't you his grandson, or something?"
The Carlingford and Mourne Mountains are seamed with such dykes, and they are splendidly laid open to view along the coast south of Newcastle in Co. Down, as also along the Antrim coast from Belfast to Larne. The fine old castle of Carrickfergus has its foundations on one of those dyke-like intrusions, but one of greater size than ordinary.
Can't give you a penny now. Poor as a church mouse." "Oh! Guardy "Fact." Mrs. Larne heaved one of her most buoyant sighs. She certainly did not believe him. "Well!" she said; "you'll be sorry when we come round one night and sing for pennies under your window. Wouldn't you like to see Phyllis? I left her in the hall. She's growing such a sweet gairl. Guardy just fifty!" "Not a rap." Mrs.
According to the theory of democracy as I understand it, you're bound to go the way popular opinion is blowing you. You can't, without gross inconsistency, start beating to windward against it." "Winds sometimes change," said Gorman. "They do. This one has. It was all in your favour a fortnight ago. Now, what with your 'plot' and this really striking little episode in Larne "
Larne and her children. This, as you know, is a breach of trust on your part." The old man's voice: "Where did you get hold of that cock-and-bull story?" brought him to his feet before the fire. "It won't do, Mr. Heythorp. My witnesses are Mr. Pillin, Mrs. Larne, and Mr. Scriven." "What have you come here for, then blackmail?" Mr.
Having proceeded to Larne by train, the party posted along the noble coast road, arriving at the Ballycastle Inn in time for a very late dinner. Next day the younger ladies, having procured two stout ponies and a guide, started for Tor Bay, taking the magnificent Fair Head en route.
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