Horses and men rolled over one another, and the confusion was terrific. Those
who rallied and charged the archers got among the stakes on slippery and boggy
ground, and were so bewildered that the English archers--who wore no armour, and
even took off their leathern coats to be more active--cut them to pieces, root
and branch. Only three French horsemen got within the stakes, and those were
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power to release a Scout from her promise, and to withdraw her badges at any
time, and to discharge her.
"Take it easy, Burke," advised Captain Sawyer, "you have never had a harder
day in uniform than this one. Those two fires, the work at the lines with the
reserves and your patrol in place of Dexter, who is laid up with his cold, is
going it pretty strong." "That's all right, Captain. I'm much obliged for your
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and the others were left by themselves, to talk of the travellers, and feel
their own dullness, till Mrs. Jennings was summoned to her chaise to take
comfort in the gossip of her maid for the loss of her two young companions; and
Colonel Brandon immediately afterwards took his solitary way to Delaford. The
Dashwoods were two days on the road, and Marianne bore her journey on both,
without essential fatigue.
But the pearls of the book must be allowed to be that egregious amateur in
toothpick-cases, Mr. Robert Ferrars (with his excursus in chapter xxxvi. on life
in a cottage), and the admirably-matched Mr. [Graph: Temperature of
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Carrying the youth, Pegasus arose through the air as the country people
gathered from all the neighboring farms to watch the wonder, a winged horse with
a flowing golden mane rising and then hidden within the clouds that opened upon
Mount Olympus. HOW MARS LOST A BATTLE Terminus was the god of boundaries, and a
kind of picnic was being held in his honor one day in the long-ago myth time on
the edge of a little Roman town. No one had ever really seen Terminus but every
farmer who owned a few acres of land, and the men who governed the cities were
quite sure as to how he looked.
'How can I care a pinch of snuff for Jerrys, when I think of that 'ere
darling child? "Codlin's my friend," she says, "dear, good, kind Codlin, as is
always a devising pleasures for me! I don't object to Short," she says, "but I
cotton to Codlin." Once,' said that gentleman reflectively, 'she called me
Father Codlin. wangzangcen10/6 I thought I should have bust!'
'A man of the name of Jerry, sir,' said Short, turning from his selfish
colleague to their new acquaintance, 'wot keeps a company of dancing dogs, told
me, in a accidental sort of way, that he had seen the old gentleman in connexion
with a travelling wax-work, unbeknown to him. As they'd given us the slip, and
nothing had come of it, and this was down in the country that he'd been seen, I
took no measures about it, and asked no questions--But I can, if you like.' 'Is
this man in town?' said the impatient single gentleman.