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...s in one house, and I am much mistaken if there will not be another before morning.’ ‘Who, papa?’ asked Mary. ‘Those wretched Martins, in Lower Pond B... ...ly where the infant died, and report to Spencer; he comes after me, and we start to reconnoitre. Then I am called in to see Shearman’s daughter—a very... ...t, stirring dishes of skim milk, trying to get the funerals over to-morrow morning by daybreak. I declare I have hardly a leg to stand on.’ ‘Where was... ...d to have what must obey him, ‘you shall all go off to Cocksmoor to-morrow morning at seven o’clock.’ ‘You forget that we two have had it,’ said Mary.... ... with loose locks of dishevelled hair, pale thin cheeks glazed with tears, staring eyes, and mouths rounded with amaze at the apparition. One dropped ... ... to sleep,’ said Mary. ‘It was only because I found the little girls quite starv- ing that I came down. I will take care of them now. Don’t wake her, ... ...nd the rifle target. Gertrude’s enthusiasm was not equal to walking with a weapon that might be loaded, nor to being ordered out to admire the practic... ...or they were hailed from be- hind, and looking round saw two tall figures, weapon in hand, 107 Yo n g e in pursuit. They proved to be Hector Ernescli... ...entary tuition. Indeed, before it grew too dark for taking aim, he and the weapon were so thor- 111 Yo n g e oughly united, that no further difficult...

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...lerk; and yet that scarcely accords with that bright eye of yours, and the weapon at your side.” “They spoke once of making me a clerk,” said Eustace;... ...ing the old seneschal with descrip- tions of the changes in the fashion of weapons, tourneys, and machines, and especially delighted in histories of t... ...y shouted in his ears; Gaston d’Aubricour and Ralph Penrose directing from morning to night, in contradiction of each other, the one always laughing, ... ...sked steel and chain mail, what opinion do you bring to aid us?” A renewed stare, an inarticulate muttering, and Master Leonard turned away and almost... ...lance lower!’ ‘head higher;’ that is what has been ringing in my ears from morning till night of late, sometimes enforced by a sharp blow on the shoul... ...departure. CHAPTER III CHAPTER III CHAPTER III CHAPTER III CHAPTER III THE MORNING of departure arrived. The men-at-arms were drawn up in the court li... ...ns are here with Sir Hugh Calverly! Why, ’twas but the other day they were starting to set this very Don Enrique on the throne as blithely as they now... ... his, in the scene before him: the unearthly moonlight, the few glimmering stars, the sky—whose southern clearness and brightness were, to his unaccus... ... inferior degree, as well as his own comrades as Free Lances, all of whose weapons were turned upon his opponent. A sword was lifted over the enemy’s ...

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...gh the darkness, which is around and within, for the light of a stern last morning. Six men are to be hanged on the morrow: comes no hammering from th... ...-counter- pane!—But I, mein Werther, sit above it all; I am alone with the stars.” We looked in his face to see whether, in the utterance of such extr... ...le; but nowise for her pearl bracelets and Malines laces: in his eyes, the star of a Lord is little less and little more than the broad button of Birm... ...anks too, if it be true, as Teufelsdrockh maintains, that “within the most starched cravat there passes a windpipe and weasand, and under the thicklie... ...t! Who is there now that can read the five columns of Presentations in his Morning Newspaper with- out a shudder? Hypochondriac men, and all men are t... ... but a Whole:— “Well sang the Hebrew Psalmist: ‘If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the Uni- verse, God is there. ’... ... from birth to that warfare, and now stood minded to wage the same, by all weapons, in all places, at all times. In such a cause, any soldier, were he...

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...on thereby created. When I published my volume of poems, for instance, the Morning Post newspaper remarked “that the Lyrics of the Heart, by Miss Gaha... ...n her beauty and in her voice. I was spell-bound when I looked at her, and stark staring mad when she looked at me! O lustrous black eyes!—O glossy ni... ...name of your Gahagan.” The old woman, as I delivered these touching words, stared, snapped, and ground her teeth, like an enraged monkey. Julia was no... ...th Macgillicuddy, I was fool enough to go out with small swords:—miserable weapons, only fit for tailors.— G . O’G . G . 14 Major Gahagan We asked th... ...n London. If I can use the pen, I can also wield a more manly and terrible weapon, and would answer their contra- dictions with my sword! No gold or g... ...erfered in the contest. But the French Revolution broke out, and a host of starving sans- culottes appeared among the various Indian States, seeking f... ...It was a burning hot day, and we were all refreshing our- selves after the morning’s march, when I, who was on the advanced picket along with O’Gawler... ...ed as a farewell visit, for it was my intention to take dawk the very next morning and return to my regiment. The three amateur missionaries whom I ha... ...s as they sat trembling on their omrahs, yet, strange to say, not a single weapon had hurt me. When the hubbub ceased, and the unlucky wretches who ha...

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...place at once—a par ish child—the orphan of a workhouse—the humble, half starved drudge—to be cuffed and buffeted through the world—despised by all,... ...to be hungry, when Mrs. Mann, the good lady of the house, was unexpectedly startled by the apparition of Mr. Bumble, the beadle, striving to undo the ... ...aced gentleman in the high chair. ‘So you’ll begin to pick oakum to morrow morning at six o’clock,’ added the surly one in the white waistcoat. For th... ... have the alterna tive (for they would compel nobody, not they), of being starved by a gradual process in the house, or by a quick one out of it. Wit... ...ok place. Oliver was ordered into instant confinement; and a bill was next morning pasted on the outside of the gate, offering a reward of five pounds... ...n in the white waistcoat, as he knocked at the gate and read the bill next morning: ‘I never was more con vinced of anything in my life, than I am th... ...p the chimney. Even that frightened him, sturdy as he was; but he held the weapon till it broke, and then piled it on the coals to burn away, and smou...

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...r-Stocking has put his hounds into the hills this clear day, and they have started their game. There is a deer-track a few rods ahead; and now, Bess, ... ...to thy friend; and shouldst thou require it, thou shalt return home in the morning.” The young man succeeded in extricating his hand from the warm gra... ...wn with that ominous movement that threat- ens a sudden and uncontrollable start, still pressing backward. The youth gave the leaders a powerful jerk,... ... candles, when you hove in sight; but when the women heard your bells they started an end, as if they were riding the boat swain’s colt; and if-so-be ... ... deeply am I indebted to thee than for this piece of veni- son. But in the morning thou wilt call here, and we can ad- just this, as well as more impo... ...will not he particular,” exclaimed Richard; “the Judge will pay you in the morning for the whole deer; and, Remarkable, give the lad all the animal ex... ...ragoons seldom strike with the edge of their swords, par- ticularly if the weapon be any way crooked.” “Pshaw! why do ye bother yourself wid texts, ma... ...he French, at Fort Niagara, all the rangers used the rifle; and a dreadful weapon it is, in the hands of one who knows how to charge it, and keep a st... ...on, as I am bound to preserve the peace of the county; and men with deadly weapons in their hands should not be heedlessly left to contention and thei...

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...ious half-eyes the petticoated creatures—all so much of a swarm unless you stare at them like lanterns. The boys cast glance because it relieved their... ...ly out. The look was like the fall of light on the hills from the first of morning. It lasted half a minute, and left a ruffle for a good half-hour. E... ...e should speak of Lord Ormont, for she had been speaking of him herself in morning to one of her young ladies, whose mind was bent on his heroic deeds... ...d drive the enemy on to the frozen ditch- water. Miss Vincent heard in the morning from the sister of little Collett of the great engagement coming of... ...ncied contemplation of the love-letter was reversed in them at once by the startling news of Miss Vincent’s discov- ery and seizure of the sealed thin... ...s, when it is not fished out of books and poetry. For though she was pale, starved and pale, they could see she was never the one to be sighing; and a... ...ocks against critics did no harm to an enemy skilled in the use of trimmer weapons, notably the fine one of letting big missiles rebound. He wrote fro... ... readi- ness to fight again, and against odds, and with a totally un- used weapon, was exhibited by his attack on the Press in the columns of the Pres... ...fter stigmatizing numbers for inability or ill-will to do it. But Ormont’s weapon is the sword, not a pen! Lady Charlotte hunted her simile till the d...

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...ow, whose subtle cross-examination of witnesses and masterly, if sometimes startling, methods of arriving at the truth seemed more thrilling to us tha... ...which, Davie, hath been done), ‘give my boy this letter into his hand, and start him off to the house of Shaws, not far from Cramond. That is the plac... ... I could. “What?” cries the carter, in so sharp a note that his very horse started; and then, “Well, mannie,” he added, “it’s nane of my affairs; but ... ...ared the platter, he got out a single pipe- ful of tobacco, just as in the morning, turned round a stool into the chimney corner, and sat awhile smoki... ...PTER V I go to the Queen’s Ferry MUCH RAIN FELL in the night; and the next morning there blew a bitter wintry wind out of the north-west, driving scat... ...onceit, I went up-stairs and gave my prisoner his liberty. He gave me good-morning civ- illy; and I gave the same to him, smiling down upon him, from ... ...care, shaking his head and saying he had never in all his life seen poorer weapons; and next he set me down to the table with a powder-horn, a bag of ... ...ripped him of his powers; they stripped him of his lands; they plucked the weapons from the hands of his clansmen, that had borne arms for thirty cent... ...n excellent fencer with the small sword as well as with his own particular weapon. For his faults, they were on his face, and I now knew them all. But...

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...don world was out of town taking its Easter holiday, when on an unpleasant morning, Ferdinand Lopez travelled into the city by the Metropolitan railwa... ... cob in the park jauntily; and 21 Anthony Trollope did so carefully every morning in his life, after an early cup of tea and before his breakfast. An... ...chamber. He was a man of no pursuits in his own house. But from ten in the morning til five, or often six, in the evening, his mind was active in some... ...I have received her Majesty’s orders to go down to Windsor at once. I must start within half an hour.’ ‘You are going to be Prime Minister!’ she excla... ...hanged, I should like to be Mistress of the Robes.’ ‘You!’ said he, almost startled out of his usual quiet demeanour. ‘Why not? Is not my rank high en... ...draw out the elevens for a cricket match.’ The old stager turned round and stared at the younger politician. ‘The thing itself is so momentous that on... ...ing about reli- gion. Even now Home Rule is regarded by the multitude as a weapon to be used against Protestantism in behalf of the Pope.’ ‘I suppose ... ...186 The Prime Minister received at once a heavy blow on his head from some weapon, which, however, his hat so far stopped as to save him from being fe... ...many, wash a blackamoor almost white. Thus it came to pass that some heavy weapons were hurled at Phineas Finn, but none so heavy as those hurled by Q...

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...n the scene in atten- dance upon the little boy had been - ‘The top of the morning to ye, mother! And where is Victorine?’ ‘ Arrah, and what would ye ... ... care and tenderness of his foster-brother, Laurence Callaghan. Nobody was startled when Berwick’s interest pro- 13 Yo n g e cured for the dull boy o... ...t their drollery, and his face was what might have been expected in a half-starved, half-clad gossoon in a cabin, rather than surmounting a silken sou... ...ry- mose company enough to dispose of it in the sword case appropriated to weapons. He longed to take out the little pocket Virgil, which Lord Nithsda... ...e Bourke had recovered the faculty of making pretty speeches, and when the weapon was put into the sword case, she observed with a sad little smile, ‘... ...tin, to which Arthur diligently closed his Protestant ears. Early the next morning the family embarked, the carriage having been already put on board;... ...uld change rapidly, they would wake in sight of the Spanish coast the next morning. If the sea were not almost too calm, they would be there already. ... ...ed in his cloak, when he was awakened by a commotion among the sailors. He started up and found that it was early morning, the sun rising above the se... ...n, and shouted in a confused mixture of French and Italian to lay down his weapon. ‘Quei cattivi—ces scelerats were armed to the teeth—would fire. All...

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...ot. I am not aware of what my young friend had been doing on deck all that morning, but the hands he rubbed together vigorously were very red and impa... ... came aboard in a large pack- age in Victoria Dock, London, just before we started for Rouen, France. And in the shadowy life of the F.C.T.C. lies the... ...physi- cal recollection of the man. “I have had in here a shipmaster, this morning,” he said, getting back to his desk and motioning me 17 Joseph Con... ...ing myself to a long stay on shore, and in the neces- sity of occupying my mornings, Almayer (that old acquaintance) came nobly to the rescue. Before ... ...lmayer’s Folly” went with me to the Victoria Dock, whence in a few days we started for Rouen. I won’t go so far as say- ing that the engaging of a man... ...less solitude. It is in- comprehensible how it was that she was allowed to start. I suppose it had to be! She made light of the cough which came on ne... ...s of a village and subsequently devoured him. As far as I can remember the weapon used was a cavalry sabre, and the issue of the sporting epi- 38 Som...

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...ch then to such a phrase as eternally begotten?” The brain upon the pillow stared hopelessly at this ques- tion, without an answer, without an escape.... ...like some electric sign that had got beyond control, in the midst of which stared an unwinking and resentful eye. 2 2 2 2 2 Every one knows that exped... .... His soul would not be more naked at the resurrection. The little boy had stared, realized the state of affairs slowly but surely, pointed his finger... ... room. The clear inky dinginess that comes before the raw dawn of a spring morning, found his white face at the window, looking out upon the great ter... ...her extremist prepared to go one better…. The bishop had spent most of the morning with one of the big employers, a tall dark man, lean and nervous, a... ... intensify the new and strange sense of alienation from the world that the morning’s talk had evoked. The three labour extremists that Morrice Deans h... ...ry of Christendom softening the eyes of the armed nations. “Put down those weapons and listen to me,” so the church should speak in irresistible tones...

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... of olive twigs and burnt it all, sheet by sheet—to begin again clear this morning. But incidentally I have re-read most of Machiavelli, not excepting... ...hiavelli “I’m no gardener,” he said, “I’m no anything. Why the devil did I start gardening? “I suppose man was created to mind a garden… But the Fall ... ...ut with life.” He suddenly ad- dressed himself to me, and for an instant I started like an eavesdropper discovered. “Whatever you do, boy, whatever yo... ...I’m sure I could have done things. Only the old people pulled my leg. They started me wrong. They never started me at all. I only began to find out wh... ... desolating tragedy. I remember now the wan spring sunshine of that Sunday morning, the stiff feeling of best clothes and aggressive cleanliness and f... ...ight air,” so that our brightly clean windows were rarely open. She took a morning paper, and she would open it and glance at the headlines, but she d... ...meant to use it, and to use it perhaps even vindictively and blindly, as a weapon against many things they had every reason to hate…. I remember, with...

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...t generation. T o the which objection, if, peradventure, any such shall be started, my answer shall be threefold: First, Gandercleugh is, as it were, ... ...st any philosophy in thee, Shepherd? —As You Like It. I t was a fine April morning (excepting that it had snowed hard the night before, and the ground... ...nowe that broomy knowe, and an unco braw shelter for the lambs in a severe morning like this.” 17 “Ay,” said his patron, “but ye ken we maun hae turn... ...ccasioned a loud hoarse laugh on the part of the farmer, and an astonished stare on the part of the shepherd. “It’s the woo’, man,—it’s the woo’, and ... ...t.” “Well, Hobbie, I have shot a fat buck, and sent him to Earnscliff this morning—you shall have half of him for your grandmother.” “Mony thanks to y... ...hich alarmed the young farmer in the middle of his valorous protestations, startled for a moment even his less prejudiced companion. The moon, which h... ...ame of God?” “For Heaven’s sake, no,” said his companion, holding down the weapon which he was about to raise to the aim—”for Heaven’s sake, no; it’s ... ...s, and Earnscliff observed that he held out his right hand armed with some weapon of offence, which glittered in the cold ray like the blade of a long... ... the incensed Recluse might have completed his ven- geance by plunging the weapon in Elliot’s bosom, had he not been checked by an internal impulse wh...

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...rinter. Poem: III As seamen on the seas With song and dance descry Adown the morning breeze An islet in the sky: In Araby the dry, As o’er the sandy p... ... the sight aghast. But she, although the heavens be black, Holds on upon the starboard tack, For why? although to-day she sink, Still safe she sails i... ... shall hand their memory down. Poem: II The careful angler chose his nook At morning by the lilied brook, And all the noon his rod he plied By that ro... ...avel or the javelin Has, you observe, gone bravely in, And you may hear that weapon whack Bang through the middle of his back. Hence we may learn that... ... And every mortal thing I do Brings ringing money in the mart. Hence, in the morning hour, the mead, The forest and the stream perceive Me wandering a... ... and Ben: or, The Pirate and the Apothecary Come, lend me an attentive ear A startling moral tale to hear, Of Pirate Rob and Chemist Ben, And differen... ...is personality. Thenceforth his terror-haunted flight He follows through the starry night; And with the early morning breeze, Behold him on the azure ...

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...o the house, you know,” she said, struck with an idea, “and see if they’ve started, or what has happened.” “I don’t know—I don’t know,” murmured Mrs. ... ...e bold, he would offer a mortal affront. She had not yet forgiven him that stare of suspicion when first their eyes had met; he should pay her for tha... ...he flowers and the birds, in some far-off place, where it was always early morning and where there was soft music. And she was so sorry for her- self,... ...ap- pear on the balcony of the pavilion, and while she de- clared that the stars and the night-bird together sang “He loves thee,” the voices close at... ...enly raised again: “—It was terrific, there on the floor of the Board this morning. By the Lord! they fought each other when the Bears began throwing ... ...hbourhood was alive, and this, though it was close upon one o’clock in the morning! “Why, what is it all?” she murmured. Corthell could not explain, b... ...was the debris of the battle-field, the aban- doned impedimenta and broken weapons of contending armies, the detritus of conflict, torn, broken, and r... ...trength. She felt the same pride in it as the warrior in a finely tempered weapon. And to-night her beauty was brighter than ever. It was a veritable ...

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...nvas. Toward the end of the month of April, 1839, about ten o’clock in the morning, the salon of Madame Marion, widow of a former receiver-general of ... ...noble relic of the Napoleonic legions went to bed at night and rose in the morning with the chickens, as all old persons should do if they wish to liv... ...he called her husband’s “freak” as to the election, she said to him on the morning of the meeting at Madame Marion’s:— “It was well enough to give you... ...e, on which lives Monsieur Grevin, and from which the high-road to Sezanne starts. On the street and on the square, the Beauvisage house, painted a sp... ...his master’s thorough- bred, a horse that can do twenty miles an hour, and started for Troyes with a letter in order that it may reach Paris to- morro... ...uld find himself greatly embarrassed, if 96 The Deputy of Arcis his lucky star had not placed in his hands a correspondence in which, with a vim and ... ...to become, by de- grees, his smoking, fencing, and harness room. Pipes and weapons of all shapes and all lands, saddles, hunting-whips, spurs, bits of... ...ces hidden in the revelation of that woman, we should have missed our best weapon. I must tell you though you may think this vanity, that neither Rast... ...might have shared the indiffer- ence of the two statesmen to the admirable weapon which you have placed in our hands. I have now succeeded in prov- in...

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...ouse. It comprised all that was required of the servant, from eight in the morning, exactly at which hour Phileas Fogg rose, till half-past eleven, wh... ... fire as well as burglars; but Passepartout found neither arms nor hunting weapons anywhere; everything be- trayed the most tranquil and peaceable hab... ... responded the other, showing his watch. “I know it; I don’t blame you. We start for Dover and Calais in ten minutes.” A puzzled grin overspread Passe... ...of time, and with the existing means of trav- elling. The Times, Standard, Morning Post, and Daily News, and twenty other highly respectable newspaper... ...t help talking. Excuse me for a little while, consul.” 27 Jules Verne Fix started off in search of Passepartout. Meanwhile Mr. Fogg, after leaving th... ...as between twenty minutes past seven and twenty minutes before nine in the morning, between the Northern and the Lyons stations, through the windows o... ...golia went ashore at half-past four p.m.; at exactly eight the train would start for Calcutta. Mr. Fogg, after bidding good-bye to his whist partners,... ...ilk and gold, a scarf of cashmere sewed with diamonds, and the magnificent weapons of a Hindoo prince. Next came the musicians and a rearguard of cape... ...r companion; the former, as cool as ever, tried to defend himself with the weapons which nature has placed at the end of every Englishman’s arm, but i...

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...led them to stand afar off, and gaze upon her loveliness, as if she were a star, whose brightness they saw, but whose warmth they could not feel. Thes... ...ome, Ellen,— one light touch of the whip,—your pony is as fresh as when we started.” On reaching the summit of the hill, and looking back in the direc... ...r conversation; and Ellen had a moment’s space for ob- servation before he started from the abstraction in which he was plunged. The result of her scr... ...nts respecting her old acquaintance. She was now care- ful to give him his morning dram from her own peculiar bottle, to fill his pipe from her privat... ...ys a foolish trick of repentance; but, as I remember, it was commonly of a morning, before you had swallowed your first dram. And now, Hugh, fill the ... ... come over you since we last met? Have we not done twenty worse deeds of a morning, and laughed over them at night?” “He is right there,” said Hugh Cr... ...re or less is of little consequence to me.” He accord- ingly delivered his weapon to Hugh Crombie and walked carelessly away. “Come, Master W alcott, ... ...o encounter in store for us; for I utterly for- got to provide myself with weapons.” “I took some thought for that matter, reverend knight,” replied E...

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...s purple robe was fastened round him by a rich belt, sustaining the mighty weapon, from which he was called “William of the long Sword,” his legs and ... ...l, he had no more leisure to bestow on his little son. The next day, after morning service in the Chapel, and breakfast in the hall, the Duke again se... ...strida was interrupted. A bugle note rang out at the castle gate; the dogs started to their feet, and uttered a sudden deafening bark; Osmond sprung u... ...slain, and his enemy safe, and you here to tell the tale!” “I would I were stark and stiff by my Lord’s side!” said Count Bernard, “but for the sake o... ... side, Count Bernard here another, old Count Bothon and myself; we bore no weapon— 14 The Little Duke would that we had—but not so the false Flemings... ... of a Norman’s vengeance.” “But they shall not be so long!” cried Richard, starting forward; for to his childish fancy this dreadful history was more ... ...ength remembered him, and led him away to bed. When Richard awoke the next morning, he could hardly believe that all that had passed in the evening wa... ...oy, and he did not think so much of his loss, as he rode along in the free morning air, feeling himself a Prince at the head of his vassals, his banne... ...claimed Richard, passionately press- ing against the crossed staves of the weapons, to force his way between them, but he was caught and held fast in ...