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From: | Owen Morse |
Subject: | [Emacs-commit] match |
Date: | Sat, 2 Sep 2006 19:54:05 +0900 |
Its the principle of the thing, Miss
Raden.
Ive known people who thought I was rather cracked.
Oh, I dont meant that were actually going to make a fuss.
Id like you to give me that in writing, Sir Archie
grinned. I confess I have ceased to admire undergraduate rags.
I am not sure how far I can help you,Mr Crossby,
but I rather think you can help me.
Oh, I dont meant that were actually going to make a
fuss.
Im rather sorry my family discovered America. The
fish is there still to prove Im no leein. Providence seemedto be forcing him to
preserve his incognito only by sharing the secret. You see, John Macnabwont have the
slightest trouble in beating the police. To tilt the rod over the bank so that it
lay in the deep shadowwas the work of three more.
Junius would as soon think of running for Congress
as of keepinga faro-saloon.
Every man aboot the place was huntin them,and Angus
was roarin like a bull.
The second cast the line straightened and
movedswiftly up-stream. With luck he might get a fish, but only by a miraclecould he
escape unobserved. Im not a journalist, so I wont give you away. Youll be drinking
port,while Im being carted by the gillies into the coal-hole.
Mr Claybody still brooded over John Macnab. Every
waster, he said,makes an excuse of being shell-shocked.
Ye wad need to be dementit before you went fishin
there, saidAngus grimly.
I call it The Return of Harald Blacktooth. The
gloaming was gathering fast,and so far as he could see the haugh was still
empty.
Fish Benjie remained behind, and it was clear that
he had somethingto communicate.
If they get hold of him, theyll be savager than old
Angus.
With luck he might get a fish, but only by a
miraclecould he escape unobserved.
Big Unionist meetin and Ive gotto start the
ball.
The gillies will be weary men before
night.
In half an hour there was half a dizzeno them
inside the Strathlarrig policies. I cant chuck in my hand,but the things a stark
impossibility.
The fellow has made a sporting offer and is willing
to riska pretty handsome stake.
I call it The Return of Harald
Blacktooth.
Already ten minutes had been spent in this barren
art. Every man aboot the place was huntin them,and Angus was roarin like a bull. Mr
Claybody said he was delighted to meet his neighbour again. Youve struck the
Americanbusiness mind, my lad, and its an awful thing for us casual Britons.
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