The Handy Volume "Waverley" ...: RedgauntletBradbury, Agnew, 1877 |
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Side 30
... more agitating , and , instead of walking deliberately , I began a race as fast as I could , feeling , or thinking I felt , each pool of salt water through which I splashed , grow deeper and deeper . At 30 REDGAUNTLET .
... more agitating , and , instead of walking deliberately , I began a race as fast as I could , feeling , or thinking I felt , each pool of salt water through which I splashed , grow deeper and deeper . At 30 REDGAUNTLET .
Side 44
... feeling , that a town - bred youth , like myself , could not at once rush into all the hardihood of country sports with impunity . But my bed , though coarse and hard , was dry and clean ; and I soon was so little occupied with my heats ...
... feeling , that a town - bred youth , like myself , could not at once rush into all the hardihood of country sports with impunity . But my bed , though coarse and hard , was dry and clean ; and I soon was so little occupied with my heats ...
Side 47
... feelings of him whom you mean to serve ! I saw thee once give a penny to a man with a long beard , who , from the dignity of his exterior , might have represented Solon . I had not thy courage , and therefore I made no tender to my ...
... feelings of him whom you mean to serve ! I saw thee once give a penny to a man with a long beard , who , from the dignity of his exterior , might have represented Solon . I had not thy courage , and therefore I made no tender to my ...
Side 103
... feelings ) , it gives an account sufficiently accu- rate of the mysterious person from whom this letter comes , and that I have neither time nor patience to separate the absurd commentary from the text , which it is so necessary you ...
... feelings ) , it gives an account sufficiently accu- rate of the mysterious person from whom this letter comes , and that I have neither time nor patience to separate the absurd commentary from the text , which it is so necessary you ...
Side 114
... feelings , I made to- wards the spot from which they came , -- cautiously , how- ever , for the downs , as had been repeatedly hinted to me , had no good name ; and the attraction of the music , without rivalling that of the sirens in ...
... feelings , I made to- wards the spot from which they came , -- cautiously , how- ever , for the downs , as had been repeatedly hinted to me , had no good name ; and the attraction of the music , without rivalling that of the sirens in ...
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Side 141 - And there was Claverhouse, as beautiful as when he lived, with his long, dark, curled locks, streaming down over his laced buff-coat, and his left hand always on his right spule-blade, to hide the wound that the silver bullet had made.* He sat apart from them all, and looked at them with a melancholy, haughty countenance ; while the rest hallooed, and sung, and laughed, that the room rang.
Side 134 - I am clear it has been a rental of back-ganging tenants. "Stephen," said Sir John, still in the same soft, sleekit tone of voice - "Stephen Stevenson, or Steenson, ye are down here for a year's rent behind the hand - due at last term." Stephen: "Please your honour, Sir John, I paid it to your father.
Side 140 - Never fash yoursell wi' me," said Dougal, "but look to yoursell; and see ye tak naething frae onybody here, neither meat, drink, or siller^ except just the receipt that is your ain.
Side 128 - Steenie was a kind of favourite with his master, and kend a' the folks about the castle, and was often sent for to play the pipes when they were at their merriment. Auld Dougal MacCallum, the butler, that had followed Sir Robert through gude and ill, thick and thin, pool and stream, was specially fond of the pipes, and aye gae my gudesire his gude word wi* the Laird; for Dougal could turn his master round his finger.
Side 142 - bring Steenie the pipes that I am keeping for him!" MacCallum brought a pair of pipes might have served the piper of Donald of the Isles. But he gave my gudesire a nudge as he offered them; and looking secretly and closely, Steenie saw that the chanter was of steel, and heated to a white heat; so he had fair warning not to trust his fingers with it. So he excused himself again, and said he was faint and frightened, and had not wind enough to fill the bag. "Then ye maun eat and drink, Steenie...
Side 36 - He was perhaps sixty years old ; yet his brow was not much furrowed, and his jet black hair was only grizzled, not whitened, by the advance of age. All his motions spoke strength unabated ; and, though rather undersized, he had very broad shoulders, was square-made, thin-flanked, and apparently combined in his frame muscular strength and activity; the last somewhat impaired perhaps by years, but the first remaining in full vigour.
Side 131 - But they werena weel out of the room, when Sir Robert gied a yelloch that garr'd the Castle rock. Back ran Dougal — in flew the livery-men — yell on yell gied the Laird, ilk ane mair awfu
Side 130 - I should say, lay, in a great armchair, wi' his grand velvet gown, and his feet on a cradle; for he had baith gout and gravel, and his face looked as gash and ghastly as Satan's. Major Weir sat opposite to him, in a red laced coat, and the Laird's wig on his head; and aye as Sir Robert girned wi' pain, the jackanape girned too, like a sheep's-head between a pair of tangs — an ill-faur'd, fearsome couple they were.
Side 147 - if you be so much distressed in mind, you may speak to our minister of the parish; he is a douce man, regards the honour of our family, and the mair that he may look for some patronage from me.
Side 134 - I wuss ye joy, sir, of the head seat, and the white loaf, and the braid lairdship. Your father was a kind man to friends and followers ; muckle grace to you, Sir John, to fill his shoon — his boots, I suld say, for hi; seldom wore shoon, unless it were muils when he had the gout.