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Dennant in his, leisurely, dry manner "and a beggar he is to poach, too. Least we can do 's to ask for a little shelter; what do you think?" and smiling sarcastically, as though deprecating his intention to keep dry, he rapped on the door of a prosperous-looking cottage. It was opened by a girl of Antonia's age and height. "Ah, Phoebe! Your father in?"

"Poach it?" said Meldon. "No; buy it. Doyle would buy it. Then he'd give it to me in the presence of several witnesses " "Sabina would do for one," said Meldon, "She's a most intelligent girl, and I'm sure she'd swear anything afterwards that she was wanted to." "She wouldn't have to swear anything but the truth," said Doyle. "Of course not," said Meldon. "But lots of people won't do even that."

"One man ten men can't make me afraid! but to be pointed at by everybody as the son and brother of condemned criminals well, no! I could not stand it. I preferred to go and poach with Pierre the game-seller." "Why did you not remain in your woods?"

The woods literally swarmed with them, and when beechnuts and acorns were scarce they were compelled to poach upon the farmer's crops. It was to reduce them and other pests that shooting matches were held.

No sooner had the handbills been issued, than a most scurrilous placard appeared, calculated to inflame the passions of the ignorant, and to make them act after their kind. The Gospellers were accused of an attempt to poach on the Papal preserves, and it was mockingly stated that they had at last come to Christianise the benighted Papists. The effect of this placard was soon evident.

Grimmy Sherlock Combs?" "Poachin'," said Grim, solemnly. "What!" exclaimed the other, with breathless interest. "Dunno, quite," said Grim; "but that young ass dropped a cartridge from his pocket the other day." "There's nothing to poach here, Grimmy." "There's Pettigrew's pheasants," said Grim, mysteriously. "But you don't shoot them in March." "We don't, Poulett, but poachers do."

It is true that the excitability attendant upon genius approximates so closely to madness, that it is sometimes difficult to distinguish between them; but, without the attendant "genius" to hold up the train of madness, and call for our special permission and respect in any of its fantastic excursions, the most ordinary crack-brain sometimes chooses to sport in the regions of sanity, and, without the license which genius is supposed to dispense to her children, poach over the preserves of common sense.

"An' den he gits up an' walks up to Miss Anne an' looks at her right hard; an' Miss Anne she hed done tu'n away her head an' wuz makin' out she wuz fixin' a rose-bush 'g'inst de poach; an' when her pa kep' lookin' at her, her face got jes' de color o' de roses on de bush, an' pres'n'y her pa sez: "'Anne! "An' she tu'ned 'roun', an' he sez: "'Do yo' want 'im?

Getting no answer, he sighed again and hitched himself closer to the tree, so that a certain protruding root should not gouge him so disagreeably in the side. "Shall I fix you something to eat, Douglas?" The voice of Kate crooned over him solicitously. "I can poach you a couple of eggs in just a minute, over the oil stove, and make you a cup of tea. Is the fire out? And, oh, Douglas!

I let him off today until it's time for him to call to take us to the Amusement Club. He was anxious to see you. He wanted to come with me to the station, but I said he'd only be in the way. I knew Miguel would be much more useful in getting your luggage. Bertie's so slow. Still, he's rather a dear. Remember, he's my property. You mustn't poach."

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