Mary Anerley: A Yorkshire Tale, Τόμος 1S. Low, Marston, Searle & Rivington, 1880 - 307 σελίδες |
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Anerley Farm answered began Bempton better boat Bridlington Cadman called Captain Carroway Carnaby child cliff Cockscroft cried crooked daughter dear dinner Doctor of Divinity duty Dyke eyes farmer father Filey fish Flamborough Flamborough Head free-trade Frogman girl guineas hand hard hath head heard heart honour horse Janetta Jellicorse Jordas keep knew labour ladies land lane lawyer legs Lieutenant Carroway look Lord Keppel Lord Nelson ma'am madam Mary Anerley Master Anerley mind Mistress Anerley Mordacks morning mother mouth never officer once papa perhaps Philippa pony poor Popplewell pretty rector Robin Lyth round Royal Navy scarcely Scargate Hall seisin Sewerby smile smugglers Stephen strong Sunday sure tell things thought tide took trouble turn Upround wife Willie wind woman word Yordas Yorkshire young
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Σελίδα 81 - To be sure, to be sure, a worn-out fox. We have been two hours after him; he could not run; no more can we. But which way did he go, I mean ? " " I will not say anything for certain, sir; even for fifty guineas. But he may have come up here — mind, I say not that he did — and if so, he might have set off again for Sewerby. Slowly, very slowly, because of being tired. But perhaps, after all, he was not the man you mean.
Σελίδα 71 - Danes had even learned to build a ship. Whatever, however, may be argued about that, the wise and the witless do agree about one thing — the stronghold inside it has been held by Danes, while severed by the...
Σελίδα 76 - But before the girl had time to ponder what it was, or wherefore, round the corner came somebody, running very swiftly. In a moment Mary saw that this man had been shot at, and was making for his life away; and to give him every chance she jerked her pony aside, and called and beckoned ; and without a word he flew to her. Words were beyond him, till his breath should come back, and he seemed to have no time to wait for that. He had outstripped the wind, and his own wind, by his speed. "Poor man!
Σελίδα 77 - But to show that he had manners, he took off his hat. Then he clapped it on his head and set off again. " Come back ! " cried the maid ; * I can show you a place. I can hide you from your enemies forever.
Σελίδα 70 - Now, whether spy-glass had been used by any watchful mariner, or whether only blind chance willed it, sure it is that one fine morning Mary met with somebody. And this was the more remarkable, when people came to think of it, because it was only the night before that her mother had almost said as much. "Ye munna gaw doon to t' sea be yersell," Mistress Anerley said to her daughter ; " happen ye mought be one too many.
Σελίδα 82 - Yeomanry, at periods not more than a year apart, so that many people called him ' Captain ' now ; and the loss of his suppleness at knee and elbow had turned his mind largely to politics, making him stiffly patriotic, and especially hot against all free-traders putting bad bargains to his wife, at the cost of the king and his revenue. If the bargain were a good one, that was no concern of his. Not that Mary, however, could believe, or would even have such a bad mind as to imagine, that any one, after...
Σελίδα 306 - Bay," is a lonely and rugged place, and even dangerous for unwary visitors. For at low spring tides a deep hollow is left dry, rather more than a quarter of a mile across, strewn with kelp and oozy stones, among which may often be found pretty shells, weeds richly tinted and of subtle workmanship, stars, and flowers, and love-knots of the sea, and sometimes carnelians and crystals. But anybody making a collection here should be able to keep one eye upward and one down, or else in his pocket to have...
Σελίδα 313 - I know that it is all my fault," cried Mary, with the brine almost smothering her tears, as she flung her arms around his neck ; " but I never will do it again, my darling. And I never will run away and let you drown. Oh, if I only had a knife ! I cannot even cast your bridle off ; the tongue has stuck fast, and my hands are cramped. But, Keppel, I will stay, and be drowned with you.
Σελίδα 78 - cried the tall man, while the rest were running past her, '.halt ! ground arms ; never scare young ladies.' Then he flourished with a grand bow to Mary. ' Fair young Mistress Anerley, I fear we spoil your ride. But his Majesty's duty must be done. Hats off, fellows, at the name of your king ! Mary, my dear, the most daring villain, the devil's own son, has just run up here — scarcely two minutes — you must have seen him. Wait a minute, tell no lies— excuse me, I mean fibs. Your father is the...
Σελίδα 74 - ... of things, and was set off by them. For instance, how could the silver of the dewcloud, and golden weft of sunrise, playing through the dapples of a partly wooded glen, do better (in the matter of variety) than frame a pretty moving figure in a pink checked frock, with a skirt of russet murrey, and a bright brown hat ? Not that the hat itself was bright, even under the kiss of sunshine, simply having seen already too much of the sun ; but rather that its early lustre seemed to be revived by a...