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...essly over the bulwarks were the sailors, wild, haggard-looking fellows in Scotch caps and faded blue frocks; some of them with cheeks of a mottled br... ...an, pale and slender, more like a sickly counting-house clerk than a bluff sea-captain. Bid- ding me be seated, he ordered the steward to hand me a gl... ...luxurious repose of the valley, and the wild noise and motion of a ship at sea, that at times my recent adventures had all the strangeness of a dream;... ...d notwithstanding my bad night’s rest, the cool, fresh air of a morning at sea was so bracing, mat, as soon as I breathed it, my spirits rose at once.... ...,” who had formed themselves into an organized gang, headed by one Mack, a Scotchman, whom they styled the Commodore. By the laws of the fraternity, n... ... in Tahiti—but they are all fine evenings there—you may see a bevy of silk bonnets and parasols pass- 144 Omoo ing along the Broom Road: perhaps a ba... ... to mount an abominable wad of parti- coloured worsted—what sailors call a Scotch cap. Everyone knows the elasticity of knit wool; and this Caledonian... ...an platted from the young leaflets, and shields his head from the sun by a bonnet of the leaves; sometimes he clothes him- self with the cloth-like su... ...ation; pointing out, and giggling at the queer-looking old ladies in dowdy bonnets and scant tunics. But Loo, herself, was never guilty of these impro...

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...al leader of the Suquamish Indians, was dressed regally with his full chieftain bonnet gently swaying in the breeze as he stood next to the lectern ... ...on with as much cer­ tainty as our paleface brothers can rely upon the returning sea­ sons." "The son of the White Chief says his father sends us gre... ...here was a time when our people covered the land as the waves of a wind-ruffled sea covers its shell-paved floor, but that time has long since passe... ...n the rocks, which seem to lay dumb as they swelter in the sun along the silent sea shore in solemn grandeur, thrill with the memories of past event... ...I don't need you fucking it up. Get the picture." Pierce poured himself a neat scotch. "Up until now I thought you had some new kind of sex game yo... ...What is he up to?" Pierce asked without any show of emotion as he sipped on his scotch. Alana really had no idea. She had tried to rattle Pierce, ev... ... on site people, and Alex is get­ ting new quotes. I think, Alana," swishing the scotch in the glass into an eddy, "you really should stick to PR. Yo... ...it's black hole, all they could do was watch helplessly as it moved along at a snail's pace away from them. With their eyes glued to their suitcase...

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......................................................................110 THE SEA RAIDERS .................................................................. ...of it. It crept into one’s mind, a distress as vague and inexpugnable as a sea fog on a spring morning, and pres- ently one shivered and wanted to go ... ...season, too—in his socks!” A happy thought struck her. She hastily put her bonnet on, seized his shoes, went into the hall, took down his hat and ligh... ... I was on this rotten, black beach, flat swamp all behind me, and the flat sea, cold after the sun set, and just this black canoe drifting steadily ou... ...eetings as vestry-meeting squabbles. Yet the great hate of the English and Scotch geologists has lasted now half a century, and has “left deep and abu... ...holarships, free of any age limit, dredge deeper even than do those of the Scotch universities. The class num- bered one-and-twenty, but some remained... ...pa- per, and turned a glass of water pink and then green, and he created a snail, which he miraculously annihilated, and got himself a miraculous new ... ...all right, Ma—you let me,” said one of the daughters, hitting her mother’s bonnet with a handbag she struggled to put in the rack. Miss Winchelsea det... ...ir with wings flapping slowly and at the speed of an exceptionally languid snail—was a bee. And so we came out upon the Leas. There the thing seemed m...

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...at the first off-go; but, O Davie, laddie, it’s but a drop of water in the sea; it’ll help you but a step, and vanish like the morn- ing. The second, ... ...o the top of a hill, I saw all the country fall away before me down to the sea; and in the midst of this descent, on a long ridge, the city of Edinbur... ...e he was, I went to open it, and found on the doorstep a half-grown boy in sea-clothes. He had no sooner seen me than he began to dance some steps of ... ...“you’ve a good head upon *Stroke. 42 Kidnapped your shoulders, and a good Scotch tongue to ask with; but I will leave you no manner of excuse; I want... ... ye see the need of it. Ye’ve a French soldier’s coat upon your back and a Scotch tongue in your head, to be sure; but so has many an honest fellow in... ...in my clan, David); ‘and then,’ thinks he, ‘Ardshiel will have to hold his bonnet on a French roadside.’” “Well,” said I, “what followed?” Alan laid d... ...of illness, which we have no name for 87 Robert Louis Stevenson either in Scotch or English. I thought I should have died, and made my peace with God... ...eman, although I pressed him hard, would take no money, and gave me an old bonnet for my head; though I am free to own I was no sooner out of view of ... ... of about eighteen, wearing an old blue coat, very ragged, an old Highland bonnet, a long home- spun waistcoat, blue breeches; his legs bare, low-coun...

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...I ploughed the land with horses, But my heart was ill at ease, For the old sea-faring men Came to me now and then, With their sagas of the seas. – Lon... ...pling he opened his eyes, he perceived that he was still on the top of the sea, for it was running round him in silver- coloured hills, and he was lyi... ...r.” With a swift jerk he sculled the flickering boat-head on to a foamless sea that lifted her twenty full feet, only to slide her into a glassy pit b... ...from the innards of Cape Breton, he does, where the farmers speak homemade Scotch. Cape Breton’ s full o’ niggers whose folk run in there durin’ aour ... ...rin’ aour war, an’ they talk like farmers-all huffy-chuffy .” “That is not Scotch,” said “Pennsylvania.” “That is Gaelic. So I read in a book.” “Penn ... ...o. be followed on the next wave by a high stern with old-fash-ioned wooden snail’ s-horn davits. The snails were red-tanned. “Frenchmen!” shouted Dan.... ...we can; but I really don’t think there’ s any good of your putting on your bonnet and gloves yet. You’ d much better lie down and take your medicine. ... ... but it’ s Sunday .” “I’ll be good. Oh, I will be good. Only-taking off my bonnet makes me feel as if we’ d never get there.” “Try to sleep a little, ...

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...d scantiness. She was accus- tomed to wear odd weedy little flowers in her bonnets and caps. Strange grasses were sometimes perceived in her hair; and... ... effort on Fanny’s part. And that effort,’ she con- tinued, taking off her bonnet, and adjusting her cap and gloves, in a business-like manner, ‘she m... ...ght spar within her arms, the mother drifted out upon the dark and unknown sea that rolls round all the world. 15 Charles Dickens CHAPTER 2. IN WHICH... ...s intended to relate to what she had asked, little Florence laid aside the bonnet she had held in her hand until now, and sat down on a stool at the N... ...ent its philosophical composure from being disturbed by the rolling of the sea. Such extraordinary precautions were taken in every instance to save ro... ...tself, partaking of the general infection, seemed almost to become a snug, sea- going, ship-shape concern, wanting only good sea-room, in the event of... ...y of producing nothing but marigolds, whatever was sown in them; and where snails were constantly discovered holding on to the street doors, and other... ...rlier in the evening than usual, and treats Mrs Perch to a veal cutlet and Scotch ale. Mr Carker the Manager treats no one; neither is he treated; but...

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... way of the Eternal as mirrored in this world of Time: God’s way is in the sea, and His path in the great deep. Chapter 2.1.II. In the Salle de Manege... ...s Chaumette, one already descries: mellifluous in street-groups; not now a sea-boy on the high and giddy mast: a mellifluous tribune of the common peo... ...se on the hill-side: for what sulphur-cloud is that that defaces the sleek sea; sulphur-cloud spitting streaks of fire? A sea cockfight it is, and of ... ...any agitated Nation, which has Faith, this business of Covenanting is. The Scotch, believing in a righteous Heaven above them, and also in a Gospel, f... ... to bewilder, not to guide! It lumbers along, lurchingly with stress, at a snail’s pace; noted of all the world. The Body- guard Couriers, in their ye... ...s earnest-shallow speech, against imme- diate War, against Woollen Caps or Bonnets Rouges, against many things; and is the Trismegistus and Dalai-Lama... ...thren are mounting new sym- bolical headgear: the Woollen Cap or Nightcap, bonnet de laine, better known as bonnet rouge, the colour being red. A thin... ...wiss are at last got ‘amnestied. ’ Rejoice ye Forty: doff your greasy wool Bonnets, which shall become Caps of Liberty. The Brest Daughter-Society wel...

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...d scantiness. She was accus- tomed to wear odd weedy little flowers in her bonnets and caps. Strange grasses were sometimes perceived in her hair; and... ... effort on Fanny’s part. And that effort,’ she con- tinued, taking off her bonnet, and adjusting her cap and gloves, in a business-like manner, ‘she m... ...ght spar within her arms, the mother drifted out upon the dark and unknown sea that rolls round all the world. 15 Charles Dickens CHAPTER 2. IN WHICH... ...s intended to relate to what she had asked, little Florence laid aside the bonnet she had held in her hand until now, and sat down on a stool at the N... ...ent its philosophical composure from being disturbed by the rolling of the sea. Such extraordinary precautions were taken in every instance to save ro... ...tself, partaking of the general infection, seemed almost to become a snug, sea- going, ship-shape concern, wanting only good sea-room, in the event of... ...y of producing nothing but marigolds, whatever was sown in them; and where snails were constantly discovered holding on to the street doors, and other... ...rlier in the evening than usual, and treats Mrs Perch to a veal cutlet and Scotch ale. Mr Carker the Manager treats no one; neither is he treated; but...

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... 19 Peggotty, looking round at both of us, with infi- nite pride; but the sea ain t more salt in it than she has fondness in her for her uncle a fool... ...uches of em as delicate as if they was our Em ly. So tis with her little bonnets and that. I couldn t see one on em rough used a purpose not fur th... ... not fur the whole wureld. There s a babby fur you, in the form of a great Sea Porkypine! said Mr. Peggotty, relieving his ear- nestness with a roar ... ... a babby for you, said Mr. Peggotty, with another roar, in the form of a Sea Porkypine! Why, at the present minute, when I see the candle sparkle up... ...erhaps prevented it, if I hadn t been a thoughtless fool! Again her large bonnet (very disproportionate to the figure) went backwards and forwards, i... ...wards, in her swaying of her little body to and fro; while a most gigantic bonnet rocked, in unison with it, upon the wall. I am surprised, I began,... ...gan laboriously and methodically to plod over the same tedious ground at a snail s pace; stop- ping to examine minutely every speck in the way, on all... ... home from India, and what English lady is this, married to a growling old Scotch Croesus with great flaps of ears? Can this be Julia Mills? Indeed it... ...these days; never sings Affection s Dirge; eternally quarrels with the old Scotch Croesus, who is a sort of yellow bear with a tanned hide. Julia is s...

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... o’ hurtin’t. An’ there’s the pretty preacher woman! My eye, she’s got her bonnet off. I mun go a bit nearer.” 19 George Eliot Several of the men fol... ...tween the village and the Hall Farm. Dinah had taken off her little Quaker bonnet again, and was holding it in her hands that she might have a freer e... ...captain that she turned into the kitchen again, where Dinah stood with her bonnet in her hand, waiting to speak to her aunt, before she set out for Li... ...hand the wonderful pink-and-white hot-house plant, with a very long name—a Scotch name, she supposed, since people said Mr. Craig the gardener was Sco... ... pockets. I think it was his pedigree only that had the advantage of being Scotch, and not his “bringing up”; for except that he had a stronger burr i... ...ered little from that of the Loamshire people about him. But a gardener is Scotch, as a French teacher is Parisian. “Well, Mr. Poyser,” he said, befor... ...d in a fine tree of all things; as the fisherman’s sight is keenest on the sea, so Adam’s perceptions were more at home with trees than with other obj... ...re the motions of a little vessel without ballast tossed about on a stormy sea. How pretty it looked with its parti-coloured sail in the sunlight, moo... ...st opportunity. He was about to start on a long journey—a difficult one—by sea— and no soul would know where he was gone. If anything hap- pened to hi...

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...ean, well-arranged, solemn a mansion pleased him ; it seemed to him like a snail’s shell, lighted and warmed by gas, which sufficed for both these pur... ...ng the fantastic fash- ion of ancient galleys, were discernible on the Red Sea. As he passed among the busy crowd, Fix, according to habit, scrutinise... ...rteen hundred and ten miles from Suez to Aden, at the other end of the Red Sea, and she has to take in a fresh coal supply.” “And does she go from Sue... ...r from here?” asked Passepartout. “Pretty far. It is a ten days’ voyage by sea.” “And in what country is Bombay?” “India.” “In Asia?” “Certainly.” “Th... ... Persians with pointed caps, Banyas with round turbans, Sindes with square bonnets, Parsees with black mitres, and long-robed Arme- nians—were collect... ... Jew, who sold second-hand articles, and from whom he purchased a dress of Scotch stuff, a large mantle, and a fine otter-skin pelisse, for which he d...

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... for sale, in the newspapers, at the low price of fifteen guineas. Whether sea-going people were short of money about that time, or were short of fait... ...ation, she took her maiden name again, bought a cottage in a hamlet on the sea-coast a long way off, es- tablished herself there as a single woman wit... ...s -nests, burdening their higher branches, swung like wrecks upon a stormy sea. Where are the birds? asked Miss Betsey. The ? My mother had been t... ...unknown lady of por- tentous appearance, sitting before the fire, with her bonnet tied over her left arm, stopping her ears with jewellers cotton. Pe... ...t eyed him narrowly. How is she? said my aunt, folding her arms with her bonnet still tied on one of them. Well, ma am, she will soon be quite comf... ...hended you had known. It s a boy. My aunt said never a word, but took her bonnet by the strings, in the manner of a sling, aimed a blow at Mr. Chilli... ... see it. I m a reg lar Dodman, I am, said Mr. Peggotty, by which he meant snail, and this was in allusion to his being slow to go, for he had attempt... ...d, and made clammy tracks along the page (or so I fully be- lieved) like a snail. You are working late tonight, Uriah, says I. Yes, Master Copperfi... ...ou with, Steerforth. Well, the sight of me is good for sore eyes, as the Scotch say, replied Steerforth, and so is the sight of you, Daisy, in ful...

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...nd experiences of distinguished medical profes sors, French, English, and Scotch, in more modern days, contenting myself with observing that I shall ... ...er into the curtained sanctu ary, is a little mad old woman in a squeezed bonnet who is always in court, from its sitting to its rising, and always e... ...shook hands with me and 23 Bleak House – Vol. One asked me to take off my bonnet, looking at me all the while. When I had complied, he said, “Ah!” an... ...nd the unexpected sight of the poor children outside waving their hats and bonnets to me, and of a grey haired gentle man and lady whose daughter I h... ...ar face for company, and to hear the wind and remember the poor sailors at sea—” Ah! Perhaps Richard was going to be a sailor. We had talked it over v... ...there was some talk of gratifying the inclination of his childhood for the sea. Mr. Jarndyce had written to a relation of the family, a great Sir Leic... ...al man brought from his dinner, with a broad, snuffy upper lip and a broad Scotch tongue. “Ey! Bless the hearts o’ ye,” says the medical man, looking ... ...s head and the concession of her so genteel fingers! It is ravishing! The sea has no appreciation of great men, but knocks them about like the small ... ...eculiar appear ance of a glistening nature, as if it had been a favourite snail promenade. The same phenomenon is visible on some parts of his coat,...

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...ejoicing, roaring over moor and meadow, hill and flat, until it got out to sea, where it met with other winds similarly disposed, and made a night of ... ... was spasms to get them in again. Also there were farmers’ wives in beaver bonnets and red cloaks, riding shaggy horses purged of all earthly passions... ...ly, quite a grown-up doll, which made it more confusing—and had its little bonnet dangling by the ribbon from one of her fair curls, to which she had ... ...d you twinkle, as if fluttering with sympathy, when Mercy, reminded of the bonnet in her hair, hid her fair face and turned her head aside; the while ... ...in red rags to a purple father, and already feasted his imagi- nation on a sea-green calf. Then he glanced through the window at the falling rain, com... ...voyage; how much had he paid for passage-money; did he suffer greatly from sea-sickness? and so forth. But on these points of de- tail his friend was ... ...roportionately. There were English people, Irish people, Welsh people, and Scotch people there; all with their little store of coarse food and shabby ... ...l of the American Eagle, and be taught to play upon the Irish Harp and the Scotch Fiddle that music which is breathed in every empty shell that lies u... ...nd body, heart and soul, to Freedom, sir—to Freedom, blessed solace to the snail upon the cellar-door, the oys- ter in his pearly bed, the still mite ...

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...nd experiences of distinguished medical profes sors, French, English, and Scotch, in more modern days, contenting myself with observing that I shall ... ...er into the curtained sanctu ary, is a little mad old woman in a squeezed bonnet who is always in court, from its sitting to its rising, and always e... ... shook hands with me and 23 Bleak House – Dickens asked me to take off my bonnet, looking at me all the while. When I had complied, he said, “Ah!” an... ...nd the unexpected sight of the poor children outside waving their hats and bonnets to me, and of a grey haired gentle man and lady whose daughter I h... ...ar face for company, and to hear the wind and remember the poor sailors at sea—” Ah! Perhaps Richard was going to be a sailor. We had talked it over v... ...there was some talk of gratifying the inclination of his childhood for the sea. Mr. Jarndyce had written to a relation of the family, a great Sir Leic... ...al man brought from his dinner, with a broad, snuffy upper lip and a broad Scotch tongue. “Ey! Bless the hearts o’ ye,” says the medical man, looking ... ...s head and the concession of her so genteel fingers! It is ravishing! The sea has no appreciation of great men, but knocks them about like the small ... ...eculiar appear ance of a glistening nature, as if it had been a favourite snail promenade. The same phenomenon is visible on some parts of his coat,...

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...nd that complaint is impos- sible; he is smeared with slime and wax like a snail in a bee- hive. This invisible, imperceptible tyranny is upheld by po... ...he dining-room, he painted it in browns and hung it with what was called a Scotch pa- per, and Madame Michaud added white cambric curtains with green ... ...his hot-beds sup- plied him with pine-apples, nectarines, and peas, out of sea- son. He brought bunches of strawberries to Madame Soudry with pride wh... ...ngel” of to- day. The whole valley took pattern from the turbans, the poke-bonnets, the fur caps, the Chinese head-gear of the handsome Socquard, to w... ...il “Oh, if you do, we can’t get off for two hours. T ake a shawl, put on a bonnet, and boots; that’s all you want. I shall tell them to harness.” “You... ...r furtively; he enjoyed that dreamy meditation, while the rib- bons of the bonnet floated on the morning breeze with the silky curls of the golden hai... ...ike boa-constrictors, there the beeches stand erect as a Greek column. The snails and the slugs move peacefully about. A tench shows its gills, a squi...

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...put on some very brilliant-coloured dress, usually of thin texture, a silk bonnet with a wreath of flowers, and a very fine shawl. She 58 The Profess... ...nt hues circled in a bright wreath the crown of her violet-coloured velvet bonnet. I had only time to make these general observations when Madame Pele... ... corridor was already filled with day-pu- pils, tearing down their cloaks, bonnets, and cabas from the wooden pegs on which they were suspended; the s... ...k; concealed in her lap, it is not wonderful that her progress has been so snail-like. I do not know what Aurelia’s daily habits of life are, because ... ... not fathom, but hearing an endless dash of waves, I believed it to be the sea; sea spread to the horizon; sea of changeful green and intense blue: al... ... every now and then plunging in a consecrated hook, and drawing out of the sea, of broth the fattest of heave-shoulders and the fleshi- est of wave-br... ...rom the Whitelaw ridge The death-shot flash’d between,’” &c. &c. The old Scotch ballad was partly recited, then dropt; a pause ensued; then another ... ... The hour of sorrow sore; 184 The Professor A day hence I must cross the sea, Ne’er to recross it more. An hour hence, in my master’s room I with...

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...ould the newly-come little one from India do, but catch a fever in the Red Sea, and I had to keep guard over the brothers at Weymouth till she was rep... ...’s your experience!” said Agatha. “But there’s the waggon creeping up at a snail’s pace. “Let us run down and see after our things.” 17 Yo n g e CHAP... ...sing the bay?” Neither girl seemed to have eyes for the lovely blue of the sea in the spring sunshine, nor the striking forms of ruddy peaks of rock t... ...the boat; but such a gale was blowing that it was impossible to put out to sea or make any search round the coast. Words could hardly describe the dis... ...lady in mourning—a sort of compromise be- tween a conventual and a secular bonnet over short fair hair, and holding on her lap a tiny little girl of a... ...called on, as a good oarsman, to go in the first boat, and we saw Angela’s bonnet. We—that is Wilfred, Nag, and the Bishop—are all safe here, with eig... ...rgetting to secure his purse. But the people are very kind to us—North, or Scotch Irish Presbyterians, I think—for they don’t seem to know what to mak...

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...een banks which grow wider and wider until at last it joins the broad vast sea where some halt to rest from heavy loads and think as they look over ... ...s fair enemies tossed their heads slightly as they sought their respective bonnets and shawls, but left all verbal contention to Mrs Jiniwin, who find... ...s though she wanted room to breathe, and advancing in her huge bulk like a sea monster among the minnows of the Thames. On either hand were long black... ...change a few parting words. ‘My boat is on the shore and my bark is on the sea, but before I pass this door I will say farewell to thee,’ murmured Dic... ...w about it, and grottoed at the seams with toad stools and tight sticking snails. To these succeeded pert cottages, two and two with plots of ground ... ...n an old cloth pelisse and had a handker chief tied about her head. Their Scotch bonnets, orna mented with plumes of jet black feathers, Mr Grinder ... ...d cloth pelisse and had a handker chief tied about her head. Their Scotch bonnets, orna mented with plumes of jet black feathers, Mr Grinder carried... ...make me feel very wretched and uncomfortable, you’ll keep that bow on your bonnet, which you’d more than half a mind to pull off last week. Can you su...

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...o horses, white with dust, strained lei- surely in the traces, moving at a snail’s pace, their limp ears marking the time; while perched high upon the... ...the air. It was one of the few spots thereabouts that had survived the dry sea- son of the last year. Nearly all the other springs had dried completel... ...t nothing else but ruin. But here he checked himself. T wo consecutive dry sea- sons in California were almost unprecedented; a third would be beyond ... ... of torn organdies and muslins and bits of tissue paper from the “Phrygian Bonnets” and “Liberty Caps.” The buckskin mare in the stall, dozing on thre... ...in, mystic that he was, he sent his mind out from him across the enchanted sea of the Supernatu- ral. Hope, of what he did not know, roused up within ... ...ints and dotted calicoes. Many of these latter had already taken off their bonnets—the day was very hot—and pinning them in newspapers, stowed them un... ...her eviction from the Castro Street boarding-house, she wore a faded black bonnet, garnished with faded artificial flowers of dirty pink. A plaid shaw... ...om the Italian. Stephen Lambert and Beatrice disputed over the merits of a Scotch collie just given to the young lady. The scene was gay, the elec- tr...

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...rrangement being made, the farmer lay down on a sort of shake-down, as the Scotch call it, or bed-clothes dis- posed upon some straw, but, as will eas... ...er old age-bushy hair, that hung around her shoulders from beneath a gipsy bonnet of straw- a short cloak of a peculiar fashion, and a long staff near... ...nce to make his mind easy. Many of the roads in that country lay along the sea-beach, and were liable to be flooded by the tides, which rise with grea... ...elf-locks shot out like the snakes of the gorgon, between an old-fashioned bonnet called a bongrace, heightening the singular effect of her strong and... ...projection of rock, which formed one side of a small and placid bay on the sea- shore. The modern mansion was placed lower, though closely adjoining, ... ...lower, though closely adjoining, and the ground behind it descended to the sea by a small swelling green bank, divided into levels by natural terraces... ... a party as possible; and immediately went to work, making votes, as every Scotch lawyer knows how, by splitting and subdividing the superi- orities u... ...ad been withheld from him by malice prepense. But there is an old and true Scotch proverb, “Fools should not have chapping sticks”; that is, weapons o... .... On one of these sat a remarkably tall woman, in a red cloak and slouched bonnet, having the appearance of a tinker or beggar. She was busily engaged...

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... bound Victorian magazines and antiquated medical works, some paintings of Scotch scenery, three big armchairs, a buhl clock, and a bronze Dancing Fau... ...e radiator cap with it flying across the road. He beat at the wings of the bonnet, until they bent in under his blows. Finally, he hurled the starting... ...e at the wind- screen and smashed it. The starting-handle rattled over the bonnet and fell to the ground…. The paroxysm was over. T en seconds later t... ...few signs of it.” “I’m not so sure,” said Sir Richmond. “I’ve never seen a snail in a towering passion or an oyster slamming its shell behind it. But ... ... forgotten silent wind-bitten village crouching under the lee of the great sea wall. At low water there were miles of sand as smooth and shining as th... ...le away before the new peoples that came into the land across the southern sea? I can’t remember…. “ Sir Richmond turned about. “I would like to dig u... ... with extreme conviction. “It’s rocks like the seaside. And there isunt no sea.” The man at the turnstile mutely consulted the doctor. 76 The Secret ...

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...earth, the walls and roof of damp bare brick tapestried with the tracks of snails and slugs; the air was sickening, tainted, and offensive. It seemed,... ...anguid on her couch, was re freshing herself with a sight of her last new bonnet, which Miggs, as a means of calming her scattered spirits, dis play... ...uttered as an apostrophe to the Heavens in general, Miss Miggs perched the bonnet on the top of her own head, and fold ing her hands, turned on her t... ...ester rode at a tran quil pace along the Forest road. Though early in the sea son, it was warm and genial weather; the trees were bud ding into lea... ...p of uncouth figures round the hearth, who talked of vessels foundering at sea, and all hands lost; related many a dismal tale of shipwreck and drowne... ...53 Charles Dickens giant’s hand were on them; then a hoarse roar as if the sea had risen; then such a whirl and tumult that the air seemed mad; and th... ...red to act as the appointed minstrel of the company, forthwith struck up a Scotch reel; and that in tones so in vigorating, that Hugh and his friend ... ...tended for a smile. Into the hands of that young virgin, she delivered her bonnet and walking dress (all of a dreadful, artful, and designing kind), a... ...e into four divisions; the London, the Westminster, the Southwark, and the Scotch. Each of these divisions being subdivided into various bodies, and t...

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... Swan. In fact, as Dr. May observed, he treated him to a modern red-haired Scotch ver- sion of ‘Make me a willow cabin at your gate;’ and as he hearti... ...oing to have it?’ ‘Oh no, no,’ said Ethel, ‘he is what he calls himself, a sea- soned vessel; but he will be terribly overworked, and un- happy, and h... ...t the best way of invigorating him would be to send him for a month to the sea-side, while the house could be thoroughly purified before Gertrude’s re... ...y; and Ethel had begun to look forward to a tete-a-tete with Aubrey by the sea, which they had neither of them ever seen, when her anticipations were ... ...in her blooming days, be- fore wear and tear came.’ ‘And made her like our Scotch grandfather.’ ‘But Blanche! your own Blanche, Aubrey? She might have... ...them from the sheep, the only things that thrive here, except little white snails, with purple lines round their shells. “There now, isn’t it awfully ... ...rom Ward;’ but when Leonard re-appeared it was with his sister cloaked and bonneted on his arm, each leading a little one; he took them to the entranc... ... instant she felt herself upheld by an arm round her waist. ‘Take off your bonnet, Ave; let me see you,’ he said, him- self undoing the strings, and r...

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...he second attempt was more disastrous. In a garden outside the city on the sea-shore, he con- structed, with the help of the gardener, a Spaniard, a h... ...t more thoroughly French, “Tom Jones” not more English, “Rob Roy” not more Scotch, than “Don Quixote” is Spanish, in character, in ideas, in sentiment... ... thou see thou art carrying water to the cat: Biscayan on land, hidalgo at sea, hidalgo at the devil, and look, if thou sayest otherwise thou liest.” ... ...ll-boding croak, the hollow moan Of wild winds wrestling with the restless sea, The wrathful bellow of the vanquished bull, The plaintive sobbing of t... ...onder at is that my beast should have come off scot-free where we come out scotched.” “Fortune always leaves a door open in adversity in order to brin... ...e the little mussel-shells and the spiral white and yellow mansions of the snail disposed in studious disor- der, mingled with fragments of glittering... ... had a green satin collegiate hood, and covering his head a black Milanese bonnet, and his snow-white beard fell below his girdle. He carried no arms ...

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... times. No stomach could hold all that quantity at one time, of course—but there are ways of frequently creating a vacuum, which those who have been m... ...pier and the restfuler for her coming. In that large audience, that night, there were eight very conspicuous people. These were ladies who had their h... ...ing it would be if a lady could make herself conspicuous in our theaters by wearing her hat. It is not usual in Europe to allow ladies and gentlemen t... ...ge not available—ed.] At noon we stepped ashore and bought some bottled beer and got some chickens cooked, while the raft waited; then we immediately ... ...rms of the men were lost in the darkness and the sounds were distorted and confused by the roaring of the wind through the shingle-bundles. By this ti... ... her by her Black Forest clothes, and her burned complexion, her plump figure, her fat hands, her dull expression, her gentle spirit, her generous fee... ...ust have occupied them no less than 1,055 years! In all probability they did not travel so fast.” Glaciers are sometimes hurried out of their characte... ...departed from Chamonix to make the ascent of Mont Blanc. Three of the party were tourists; Messrs. Randall and Bean, Americans, and Mr. George Corkind... ..., any more than we can enjoy theirs. It is not strange; for tastes are made, not born. I might glorify my bill of fare until I was tired; but after al...

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...le signal-hut by the road stared out from his security, like a crab from a snail-shell. Whilst the two girls waited, Gerald Crich trotted up on a red ... ...ung men and women. But they are apples of Sodom, as a matter of fact, Dead Sea Fruit, gall-apples. It isn’t true that they have any significance—their... ...eal tree of life would then be rid of the most ghastly, heavy crop of Dead Sea Fruit, the intoler- able burden of myriad simulacra of people, an infin... ...- less fear and fascination. Oh, they were brave little beasts, these wild Scotch bullocks, wild and fleecy. Suddenly one of them snorted, ducked its ... ...orld to a brightness, on and on to heaven, flowing into a bright eter- nal sea, a heaven of angels thronging. But the other is our real reality—’ ‘But... ...grees of ultimateness. It seems to be a bee that buzzes loudly in Rupert’s bonnet.’ ‘Exactly! But that is his trouble, exactly! Instead of want- ing a... ... what a mercy I am not married to you!’ Her voice of flouting and contempt scotched him. He was brought up short. But he recovered himself. ‘Tell me, ...

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...ver Design: Jim Manis; Tintoretto (Jacopo Robusti) 1518 94: Christ at the Sea of Galilee Copyright © 2003 The Pennsylvania State University The Penns... ...Which in different places are part absorbed by the earth, Part reach the sea, and being received within the plain Of its freer waters, beat the sh... ...is, that as an arrowe, clere Through T roy rennest, aie downward to the sea”;— and I trust that I may be allowed to associate our muddy but much ab... ... lower down, draining the meadows of Pelham, Windham, and Londonderry. The Scotch Irish settlers of the latter town, ac cording to this authority, we... ...k. This region, as we read, was once famous for the manu facture of straw bonnets of the Leghorn kind, of which it claims the invention in these part... ...m coat, looking 184 AWeekontheConcordandMerrimackRivers out for wrecks of snails and cockles. Now away he goes, with a limping flight, uncertain wher... ...the shore, like the bittern of the morning; and our pursuit, the wrecks of snails and cockles. Nevertheless, we were contented to know the better one ... ...ble report from them at all. In his Italian Travels Goethe jogs along at a snail’s pace, but always mindful that the earth is beneath and the heavens ... ...gay an appearance for the rest of the landscape, like a pink ribbon on the bonnet of a Puritan woman. Asters and golden rods were the livery which nat...

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...urkey-cocks, which wonderfully rejoiced the eyes of the beholders. For his bonnet or cap were taken up three hundred, two ells and a quarter of white ... ...me simple ninny in those rude times of old, when the wearing of high round bonnets was in fashion, who gave some trust to his writings, accord- ing to... .... Then did he read to him the compost for knowing the age of the moon, the sea- sons of the year, and tides of the sea, on which he spent sixteen year... ... lechers in the plain countries have no such tails. And she was brought by sea in three carricks and a brigan- tine unto the harbour of Olone in Thalm... ...cal apophthegm. But these responses that you chant here, by G—, are not in sea- son. Wherefore is it, that our devotions were instituted to be short i... ...gold, and pure goldsmith’s work. The dagger was of the same. Their caps or bonnets were of black velvet, adorned with jewels and buttons of gold. Upon... ...Urquhart seems to have rendered Rabelais’ indiffer- ent English into worse Scotch, and this, with probably the use of contractions in his MS., or ‘the... ...irst invented madam’s sauce, and for that discovery was thus called in the Scotch-French dialect. Loblolly. Sloven. T rencher-man. Slabber-chops. Swa... ...ppened to read a chapter of them at Poictiers, at the most decretalipotent Scotch doctor’s, and old Nick turn me into bumfodder, if this did not make ...

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..., tamed the Four Elements to be their ministers; yoking the winds to their Sea-chariot, making the very Stars their Nautical Time- piece;—and written ... ... indeed, with such seconding as he had, one may reckon heroic. Let the old sea-hero rest now, honoured of France, in his native Cevennes mountains; se... ...rt; cannot escape from it in the lowest hut, in the remotest island of the sea. Ruin and death must strike down the loved one; and, what is most signi... ...ace, he is hunted by Rascality;—for instance, poor ‘M. de Moucheton of the Scotch Company, ’ owner of the slain war-horse; and has to be smuggled off ... ...od is baulked; even one’s hope of vengeance: is not M. de Moucheton of the Scotch Com- pany, as we said, deceitfully smuggled off? Failing all which, ... ...h a loud voice, elevating his hat; at which sight all the army raise their bonnets on their bayonets, with shouts. Sweet is reconcilement to the heart... ...ng prodigal sons!—The poor Bodyguards, now National and tricolor, exchange bonnets, exchange arms; there shall be peace and fraternity. And still “Viv... ...ch follow stragglers of the Garde-du-Corps; all hu- miliated, in Grenadier bonnets. Close on these comes the Royal Carriage; come Royal Carriages: for... ...any agitated Nation, which has Faith, this business of Covenanting is. The Scotch, believing in a righteous Heaven above them, and also in a Gospel, f...

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... was. Thus, with the annual variation of a trip to some quiet place on the sea-coast, passes the old lady’s life. It has rolled on in the same unvaryi... ...y accordingly put their hats a little more on one side, and look under the bonnets of all the milliners’ and stay-makers’ apprentices they meet—poor g... ...ot a large one at the best of times—had been converted into two: one was a bonnet-shape maker’s, the other was opened by a tobacconist, who also dealt... ...he window with a great variety of ‘characters, ’ and terrific combats. The bonnet-shape maker gave place to a greengrocer, and the histrionic barber w... ...s. Then came a whole string of complicated trusts, and he was regularly at sea. As the reader proceeded, it was quite apparent that it was a hopeless ... ...far- ther on, a desperate-looking fellow in his shirt-sleeves, with an old Scotch cap upon his shaggy head; near him again, a tall ruffian, in a smock... ...ors, and witnesses, just as they were before. How full the court is—what a sea of heads—with a gallows, too, and a scaffold—and how all those people s... ..., Mr. Thomas Potter or- dered the waiter to bring in, two goes of his best Scotch whiskey, with warm water and sugar, and a couple of his ‘very mildes... ...bert Smithers perceiving, immediately ordered in two more goes of the best Scotch whiskey, and two more of the very mild- est Havannahs; and the goes ...

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... was. Thus, with the annual variation of a trip to some quiet place on the sea-coast, passes the old lady’s life. It has rolled on in the same unvaryi... ...y accordingly put their hats a little more on one side, and look under the bonnets of all the milliners’ and stay-makers’ apprentices they meet—poor g... ...ot a large one at the best of times—had been converted into two: one was a bonnet-shape maker’s, the other was opened by a tobacconist, who also dealt... ...he window with a great variety of ‘characters, ’ and terrific combats. The bonnet-shape maker gave place to a greengrocer, and the histrionic barber w... ...s. Then came a whole string of complicated trusts, and he was regularly at sea. As the reader proceeded, it was quite apparent that it was a hopeless ... ...far- ther on, a desperate-looking fellow in his shirt-sleeves, with an old Scotch cap upon his shaggy head; near him again, a tall ruffian, in a smock... ...ors, and witnesses, just as they were before. How full the court is—what a sea of heads—with a gallows, too, and a scaffold—and how all those people s... ..., Mr. Thomas Potter or- dered the waiter to bring in, two goes of his best Scotch whiskey, with warm water and sugar, and a couple of his ‘very mildes... ...bert Smithers perceiving, immediately ordered in two more goes of the best Scotch whiskey, and two more of the very mild- est Havannahs; and the goes ...

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...nd the house was perched on a beautiful prom- ontory, running out into the sea, and inclosing one side of a bay, where a small fishing-village had rec... ...etween them showed how fondly Avonmouth had been remembered far away. “The sea!” said Fanny, leaning forwards to catch sight of the long grey line; “i... ...of a small building in early-decorated style, new, but somewhat stained by sea-wind, without having as yet acquired the tender tints of time. “How bea... ...At least,” said Ermine, quickly, “you can tell me what you saw to-day.” “A Scotch face, bald head, dark beard, grizzled hair.” “Yes I am grey, and he ... ...r.” “Yes I am grey, and he was five years older; but he used not to have a Scotch face. Can you tell me about his eyes?” “Dark,” I think. “They were v... ... and there the ladies seated themselves; Fanny laying down her heavy crape bonnet, and showing her pretty little delicate face, now much fresher and m... ... Scotsman would acknowledge the cousinship.” “But do not you call yourself Scotch?” said Ermine, who had for years thought it glorious to do so. “My g... ...ever Woman of the Family house in a ‘genta coloured silk dress, and a drab bonnet with a pink feather in it?” said Mrs. Kelland, with a certain, air o... ...d one word.” “Mary,” said Lady Temple, trembling all over, “where are your bonnets?” “We haven’t none, ma’am,” returned Mary, “she pawned them. But, o...

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...making during harvest, ran about in the woods, played 8 Madame Bovary hop-scotch under the church porch on rainy days, and at great fetes begged the ... ...the huge fire-dogs. She complained of suffering since the beginning of the sea- son from giddiness; she asked if sea-baths would do her any good; she ... ...n from all sides, rubbing knees and stretch- ing arms. The ladies, wearing bonnets, had on dresses in the town fashion, gold watch chains, pelerines w... ...life, she turned, on the con- trary, to those of excitement. She loved the sea only for the sake of its storms, and the green fields only when broken ... ... she lean over balconies in Swiss chalets, or enshrine her melancholy in a Scotch cottage, with a husband dressed in a black velvet coat with long tai... ...one is consoling. Occasionally there came gusts of winds, breezes from the sea rolling in one sweep over the whole plateau of the Caux country, which ... ...art, set out for V aubyessard, with a great trunk strapped on behind and a bonnet-box in front of the apron. Besides these Charles held a bandbox betw... ...weakness of the flesh and legal dependence. Her will, like the veil of her bonnet, held by a string, flutters in every wind; there is always some desi... ...idst of Walter Scott. She seemed to hear through the mist the sound of the Scotch bagpipes re-echoing over the heather. Then her remem- brance of the ...

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...w-path. A natural spring of soft and pleasant water—a rare treasure on the sea-girt peninsula where the Puritan settlement was made—had early induced ... ...essful diligence at handicrafts; laboring on the wharves, or following the sea, as sailors before the mast; living here and there about the town, in h... ...ng out human features through its agency. A few of those biscuits, dipt in sea-water, will be just what I need for breakfast. What is the price of hal... ...now seven, tallow-candles, instead of ten to the pound; selling ginger for Scotch snuff, pins for needles, and needles for pins; misreckoning her chan... ...dant leisure on the margin of Maule’s well, which was haunted by a kind of snail, evidently a titbit to their palates; and the brackish water itself, ... ...e, until she made her peace with an offering of spice-cake, which, next to snails, was the delicacy most in favor with his aristocratic taste. We ling... ...d Clifford were looking down. Every moment, also, he took off his Highland bonnet, and performed a bow and scrape. Sometimes, moreover, he made person... ...- parel; as if nothing that she wore—neither her gown, nor her small straw bonnet, nor her little kerchief, any more than 141 Hawthorne her snowy sto... ...n the second morning thereafter, Phoebe might have been seen, in her straw bonnet, with a shawl on one arm and a little carpet-bag on the other, biddi...

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...e real and imaginary scenes, having never seen Fast Castle except from the sea. But fortalices of this description are found oc- 12 Bride of Lammermo... ...o part with the ancient family seat, and to remove himself to a lonely and sea-beaten tower, which, situated on the bleak shores be- tween St. Abb’s H... ...liff and behold the war of the waves, though no mroe tenanted saved by the sea-mew and cormo- rant, even yet affirms that on this fatal night the Mast... ...just said he wadna come back,” said the man, with the caution of a prudent Scotchman, who cared not to be the bearer of an unpleasant errand. “He said... ... the Irish brigade. What have I to do with the Irish brigade? I am a plain Scotchman, as my father was before me; and my grand-aunt, Lady Girnington, ... ...g mastiff whelp, flay and bowel him, stuff the body full of black and grey snails, 69 Sir Walter Scott roast a reasonable time, and baste with oil of... ... make a meal on all that’s left of Bucklaw, which is but what lies between bonnet and boot-heel.” “I must not,” answered the Master of Ravenswood, “ch... ...d by any one. Having thus executed his master’s commission, and doffed his bonnet to Caleb and his company as he repassed them in his way to the villa... ...nt.” “Craig-in-guilt,” said Caleb, punning upon the word “craig,” which in Scotch signifies throat; “if he is Craig-in-guilt just now, he is as likely...

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...ERBOURNE THE SOUTH D OWNS of England descend at about eight miles from the sea into beds of clay, diversified by gravel and sand, and with an upper de... ...a rain- bow frill,” and the belemnites spread their cuttlefish arms to the sea, and darkened the water for their enemies with their store of ink. Nor ... ...he world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble o... ...our for stuff- ing mattresses. Heft, Weight. To huck, to push or pull out. Scotch (howk). Stook, the foundation of a bee hive. Pe-art, bright, lively,... ... Hedge-picks, shoes. Hags or aggarts, haws. Rauch, smoke (comp. German and Scotch). Pond-keeper, dragon-fly. Stupid, ill-conditioned. To plim, to swel... ...The dame with spelling book and rod, The sceptre of her rule. A black silk bonnet on her head, Buff kerchief on her neck, With spectacles upon her nos... ...oloured, gracefully- formed shell, creeps on the water weeds, and hosts of snails may be studied. Of insects less can be said here, but it is worth no... ...ong, some notes more liquid than even the nightingale’s. The shells of the snails he has devoured bestrew the garden-walks. Blackbird (Merula vulgaris... ...tering in a ridiculous rage at a strange foot- step will not wonder at the Scotch name of Blethering Jock. A pair nested in Dell Copse for some years,...

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...me a holiday boy, and the whole six climbed rocks, paddled, boated, hunted sea weeds and sea animals, lived on the beach from morning to night; and we... ...CHICKENS But when our father came not here, I thought if we could find the sea We should be sure to meet him there, And once again might happy be. —Ba... ...nd that we ought to go after them, and there was the bright path along the sea, and I thought we would go too, and that it would be nicer if Jock went... ...mother! mammie, dear! come and see!” “Come—where?” “To fairy-land. Get her bonnet, Babie.” “Out of doors, you boy? just look there!” “Oh! bother all t... ...t take long?” said she, beginning to yield, as Babie danced about with her bonnet, Armine tugged at her, and Allen look half-commanding, half-coaxing.... ... interruption that she never looked to see how Allen and Babie managed the bonnet. She only indignantly picked up the cap which had fallen from the so... ...and Emma,” she said; “and they really are inex-o-rable. They threw away my snail shell that a thrush had been eating, though I begged and prayed them.... ...anet, superior by three years of wisdom, “that abeyance only happens about Scotch peerages; and if he has not made a will, mother will be heiress.” “O... ...er.” “Oh!” cried Allen. “I know! Old Rory! Tells you a long story in broad Scotch, of which you understand one word here and there about his Grace the...

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...ous physical life and long journeys, particu- larly long journeys upon the sea. He owned a little sailing yacht, named after one of his books, “Bel- A... ... Seine, and in the description in “La Vie Errante” of a night spent on the sea,—”to be alone upon the water under the sky, through a warm night,”—in w... ...ce. Incredulous people declare that it is nothing but the screaming of the sea birds, which occasionally resembles bleatings, and occasionally human l... ...er steps toward the house. She was very slender, very tall, enveloped in a Scotch shawl with red borders. You would have believed that she had no arms... ...mur of music in its sides; the smaller articles slid along the gravel like snails, my brushes, crystal, cups and saucers, which glistened in the moonl... ...ette looked well, and was correct and pretty, from her little boots to her bonnet. “I stopped short in front of that looking-glass in which she had so...

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...ou are Irish?”—”No,” I said, “ American.”—“Y ou are Irish by family?”—“No, Scotch.”—“You are sure that there was never an Irishman in your parents?”—“... ...eur was not to be denied: “Your name it is Irish?”—“Cummings is a very old Scotch name,” I told him fluently, “it used to be Comyn. A Scotchman named ... ... fore or since. But I did not close my eyes: for all about me there rose a sea of most extraordinary sound … the hitherto empty and minute room became... ... squared kindness of cheeks, eyes like cool keys—his heart always with the Sea. The little Machine-Fixer (le petit bonhomme avec le bras cassé as he s... ... three tiny old females stumble forward, three very formerly and even once bonnets perched upon three wizened skulls, and flop clumsily before the pri... ...thieves of yesterday …. He had been in New York one day. One child died at sea. “Les landes” he cried, towering over The Enormous Room suddenly one ni... ...bloody Polak coward!” and with a speed in comparison to which lightning is snail- like the tower reached twice for the peaches-and-cream cheeks of the...