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[Cwriter-fr] retaken flippant


From: Gladys Franks
Subject: [Cwriter-fr] retaken flippant
Date: Fri, 8 Sep 2006 10:15:29 +0300

But it was different when we wastemptin them with Ameriky and the Spaniards gold.
The decision seemed to please the landlord. This fellow has insultedme grossly and shall here and now be brought to repentance. He lookedfuriously to his right, when a cry on his left warned him that theMethody also had gone.
The power of the armed over the unarmed was in that moment notablyexemplified. Hisjourney into Oxfordshire was retailed, and its purpose, but thename of Cornbury was omitted. Im a better subject of HisMajesty than any rascal among you, and so, I doubt not, is myfriend.
You, constable, bring the two men to the Great Hall.
When we last parted you were inquest of a runaway lady.
There seemed to beno arms in the crowd, except a cudgel or two and the gypsyswhinger. This very day at the gate of this placeabout an hour after noon.
At that moment MrJohnson came out of his reverie.
Also henoted his pistols, and his light travelling sword. In his hand hestill held the packet addressed to Kyd.
Come out and lets do the job fair and foursquare in theopen. Butfirst let the poor creature have bite and sup, if he wants it. But, sirs,I am not one to quibble about legality.
The little man thrust a packet into his hands.
This fellow has insultedme grossly and shall here and now be brought to repentance. Ee baint the Dooks man, not theone I reckoned.
He pocketed thepackage and gave the messenger a shilling.
Hischeeks had a faint weathering, his neck was less flaccid, and heheld himself more squarely.
Youcannot lay hand on us without a warrant from a justice. Theres a good fire and not above half a dozen for company atpresent. The decision seemed to please the landlord.
You may go home now, friends, she said, and sweet dreams to you.
Hischeeks had a faint weathering, his neck was less flaccid, and heheld himself more squarely.
When we last parted you were inquest of a runaway lady.
Her face was bright withconfidential friendliness.
His eyes shot jovial but martial glancesat the company.
Out with theguineas, tear up the rolls, and the two of ye may go to Hell forall we care.
He stopped to laugh, withaffection in his eyes. The matter, sir, is that I and some two-score honest men have been grossly deceived.
The power of the armed over the unarmed was in that moment notablyexemplified.
I wastaught to use my hands by my uncle Andrew, who used to keep thering at Smithfields. We have proved our innocence, he whispered to Alastair.

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