The Dog Fiend, Or, SnarleyyowGeorge Routledge and Sons, 1865 - 309 стор. |
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appeared arms arrived Babette Bill Spurey boat cabin cave Cherbourg Cornbury Corporal Van Spitter corporal's crew cried Vanslyperken cutter dear deck despatches devil Dick Short dog's door exclaimed Vanslyperken eyes forecastle Frau Vandersloosh gold Gott Hague hand head heard Jacobite Jansen Jemmy Ducks keelhauled King William leave letters lieutenant looked Lord Albemarle Lust Haus majesty master Mein Gott Mistress Moggy Salisbury morning mother Mynheer Krause Mynheer Van Krause Mynheer Vanslyperken Nancy Corbett never night observed old woman orders party perceived perken Port Admiral Portsmouth pulled received replied Jemmy replied Nancy replied Short replied Smallbones replied the corporal replied Vanslyperken Robert Barclay round sail ship's company Sir Robert slyperken smugglers Snarley Snarleyyow soon syndic taffrail tail tell thing thought took traitor turned tyfel Vansly vessel waited widow Vandersloosh Wilhelmina wish Yungfrau
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Сторінка 48 - I haven't the gift of the gab, my boys; so each man to his gun; If she's not mine in half an hour, I'll flog each mother's son. Odds bobs, hammer and tongs, long as I've been to sea, I've fought 'gainst every odds — and I've gained the victory." We fought for twenty minutes, when the Frenchman had enough; "I little thought...
Сторінка 4 - His long lanky legs were pulled so far through his trousers, that his bare feet, and half way up to his knees, were exposed to the chilling blast. The sleeves of his jacket were so short, that four inches of bone above his wrist were bared to view; hat he had none; his ears were very large, and the rims of them red with cold, and his neck was so immeasurably long and thin, that his head appeared to topple for want of support. When he had come on deck, he stood with one hand raised to his forehead,...
Сторінка 48 - I'm bred to the sea, That ship there is a Frenchman, who means to fight with we. Odds blood, hammer and tongs, long as I've been to sea, I've fought 'gainst every odds — but I've gained the victory. That ship there is a Frenchman, and if we don't take...
Сторінка 2 - Vanslyperken, a tall, meagre-looking personage, with very narrow shoulders and very small head ; perfectly straight up and down, protruding in no part, he reminded you of some tall parish pump, with a great knob at its top. His face was gaunt, cheeks hollow, nose and chin showing an affection for each other, and, evidently lamenting the gulf between them which prevented their meeting, both appeared to have fretted themselves to the utmost degree of tenuity from disappointment in love : as for the...