He Fell Among Thieves

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Macmillan, 1891 - English fiction - 254 pages
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Page 249 - We should ha' been ready a day earlier if the numbering machine hadn't ha' broken down." " I'd better take charge of this lot," said Harry. " Butterfield'll pack 'em for you," returned Gilead. " He'll do it neat. He's used to it." Mr. Butterfield smilingly obeyed this hint, but whilst he was still at work, and the others stood about him watching, they were all startled by a ring at the front door bell. Mr. Butterfield went ghastly white, and stared from one to another with his lips drawn back in...
Page 183 - One thousand pounds reward," it ran, " will be paid to any person giving such information as will lead to the conviction of the criminals and the recovery of the bonds and notes stolen in transit between Boulogne and Calais on the night of the thirteenth instant.
Page 116 - If I had lost you would have gone without your dinner. We counted this afternoon that the last piece belonged to both of us." " Aha!" cried Hamil, " but that was another matter." " I should not have won it if it had not been for you. I should have been content with the six, and should have taken it. Come, it's a free gift of fortune. Take your share and be thankful.
Page 22 - This staggered the debtor for a moment. " I am horribly sorry to hear it, old fellow, but " " For heaven's sake," said the plaintive Whale, " don't tell me you're not going to do it. I've got nine hundred to find to-morrow, and I don't know more than the man in the moon where to look for the other fifty." " I thought you'd been winning all over the shop,
Page 44 - Grey my wife," said Mr. Frost, with straightforward simplicity. Lady McCorquodale had been perfectly sure beforehand that this would be at least the gist of his answer, and yet when it came it seemed almost to take her breath away. " I was quite unprepared for this," she said gravely, collecting herself.
Page 40 - Bastard's adventurers found fortunes and titles there. Mr. Frost was not only of a very ancient family, but he was, as the representatives of ancient families sometimes are not, prodigiously wealthy. The railway had made towns of his broad fields, and in doing so had made him a millionaire twice or thrice over. He was not a handsome man, and for his thirty years looked a trifle grizzled and old-fashioned, but he had a thoroughly English...
Page 37 - With that the old gentleman gave another sweeping bow with the old-fashioned hat, and walked away radiant, having returned the book to Inthia's hand still open at the page to which he had referred. " Who is he ? " Harry asked, when he had gone out of hearing. " I don't know him," Inthia responded, her dark eyes dancing with fun, "but he is a very delightful old gentleman.
Page 18 - ... had at least set his foot on the first rung of the golden ladder. When this had been going on for about a month he encountered Captain Peter Heaton, who hailed him cordially and dropped the friendliest possible little reminder about Hump's bill. Captain Heaton was sorry to tell the young fellow that Hump had been very hard hit, and would be certain to want his money up to time. This was a new...
Page 72 - The young man was sore against his titled relative, and thought he had a right to be. Lord Hounes had publicly insulted him, without a cause that he himself could trace, and the boy had no more idea of the meaning of his lordship's oratorical greeting than the man in the moon might have had. "Lady McCorquodale," said his lordship, suppressing himself by an heroic effort, "has just returned here from the shop of Mr. Butterfield, a jeweller, in Conduit Street" The criminal turned a little white at...
Page 36 - Christmassy old gentleman, with trimmed muttonchop whiskers of a snowy whiteness, a face of florid red with good living, stout health, 'and winter weather, and a figure and attire strongly reminiscent of the John Bull of Mr. Tenniel, was in the act of bowing to an old lady who paused at the door of her house to respond to his courtesy. The old gentleman's bow was perfectly polite, but had yet a tinge of friendly respectful waggery and burlesque in it, as if in the amiable exuberance of his heart...

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