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able added answer asked Aunt Lydia began believe Betsy boat called Captain Carthew cause CHAPTER Combe coming dear desire Despard exclaimed eyes face fancy fear feel fellow felt forget fortune gave give given glad gone hand happiness hard head hear heard heart Hero Hero's Holmes hope Katherine keep knew known Labouchere lady laugh leave Leo's letter live London look Mallett marry matter mean mind Miss Miss Despard Miss Hero morning mother never offer once Pamphillon perhaps poor Prescott present round seemed Sharrows sigh Sir Stephen soon speak stood stopped sudden suddenly suppose sure taken talk tell thing thought told took turned uncle voice waiting walked Winkle wish woman wonder young
190. oldal - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
213. oldal - A hidden hope,' the voice replied; So heavenly-toned, that in that hour From out my sullen heart a power Broke, like the rainbow from the shower, To feel, altho' no tongue can prove, That every cloud, that spreads above And veileth love, itself is love.
114. oldal - Sure thou didst flourish once! and many Springs, Many bright mornings, much dew, many showers Past ore thy head : many light Hearts and Wings Which now are dead, lodg'd in thy living bowers. And still a new succession sings and flies; Fresh Groves grow up, and their green branches shoot Towards the old and still enduring skies, While the low Violet thrives at their root.
78. oldal - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
16. oldal - I'll ask her advice about a cottage which I think might suit you." Joe stood speechless, then suddenly turning to Sir Stephen, he said — " You couldn't find me somethin' to do now, sir, could ye ? " " No, I am going on some other business." "Have you got a job of any kind, Cap'en?" The Captain shook his head. " Well, then ! " exclaimed Joe decisively, " I'll run up, and ask Miss Hero to keep a eye on me ; for if I stay within hail of the Admiral Nelson, I shan't be able to keep from drinkin' o'...
220. oldal - Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel with smile or frown; With that wild wheel we go not up or down ; Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great. ' Smile and we smile, the lords of many lands; Frown and we smile, the lords of our own hands; For man is man and master of his fate.
14. oldal - I ain't much of a hand at speechifying, through allays havin' bin in the carpenter's crew ; but my feelin's is the same, and I am uncommon obliged to you, sir, for givin' me this chance, and so the Cap'en can tell, as has often spoke up for me before, when the wind's bin pretty stiff up above," and he rather lowered his voice as he indicated above to mean Sharrows. " Ah ! " said the Captain, " that's when you've been splicing the main brace, Joe ; but we mustn't have any more of that now. You must...
1. oldal - CHAPTER XXVI.— THE CAPTAIN CLEARS UP SOME POINTS. AFTER leaving Aunt Lydia, Sir Stephen walked towards the village, at the entrance to which he suddenly came upon Captain Carthew and Leo Despard. Determined upon making restitution for the false impression he considered he had formed of Leo, Sir Stephen gave him a more friendly greeting than their short acquaintanceship demanded, and when at the turn to the Forts Leo stopped, Sir Stephen said,— "If you have nothing better to do, will you stroll...
18. oldal - ... so tenaciously clung. She had given up one expense after another, had sold everything over which she had control, and had lived secluded and apart from most of those she cared for. Where would Pamphillon be had she not done this ? In the hands of strangers, — and Combe the sole inheritance of the Prescotts. But was this coming to pass in spite of her ? Should she yet live to see Stephen possessed of nothing but this paltry...
5. oldal - And the Captain, in his excitement, pushed his hat farther back, and shook his head defiantly at Sir Stephen. " You but confirm what Miss Despard told me this morning, and my mother told me last night, when I was first informed that the friend for whom Mr. Despard did all this was my uncle, the late Sir Bernard Prescott, and that this young Despard is therefore my cousin.