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... pistols , hatchets , bludgeons , daggers , stakes , and other blood - stained implements of destruction , exhibited by the York gaoler , who , by the by , is a great stickler for Will's equestrian reputation , and contends that Turpin ...
... pistols , hatchets , bludgeons , daggers , stakes , and other blood - stained implements of destruction , exhibited by the York gaoler , who , by the by , is a great stickler for Will's equestrian reputation , and contends that Turpin ...
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... pistols in his holsters , and his mask upon his face . What can be a more gallant sight ? the clatter of his horse's heels is like music to his ear he is in full quest - he shouts to the fugi- tive horseman to stay the other flies all ...
... pistols in his holsters , and his mask upon his face . What can be a more gallant sight ? the clatter of his horse's heels is like music to his ear he is in full quest - he shouts to the fugi- tive horseman to stay the other flies all ...
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... pistol , exclaimed , — " Follow me ! " " Whither ? " asked she in alarm . " To the chamber of death ! " 66 Why there ? what would you do ? Villain ! I will not trust my life with you . I will not follow you . " " Hesitate not , as you ...
... pistol , exclaimed , — " Follow me ! " " Whither ? " asked she in alarm . " To the chamber of death ! " 66 Why there ? what would you do ? Villain ! I will not trust my life with you . I will not follow you . " " Hesitate not , as you ...
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... pistol to her breast , hurried her rapidly forwards . All was now in total obscurity ; the countenance of neither could be perceived as they trod the dark passage ; but Luke's unrelaxed grasp indicated no change in his purposes , nor ...
... pistol to her breast , hurried her rapidly forwards . All was now in total obscurity ; the countenance of neither could be perceived as they trod the dark passage ; but Luke's unrelaxed grasp indicated no change in his purposes , nor ...
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... pistol at her head , but his hand dropped to his side , as he en- countered the glance of Ranulph . All three seemed paralysed by surprise . Ranulph , in astonishment , extended his arm to his mother , who , placing one arm over his ...
... pistol at her head , but his hand dropped to his side , as he en- countered the glance of Ranulph . All three seemed paralysed by surprise . Ranulph , in astonishment , extended his arm to his mother , who , placing one arm over his ...
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Alan Rookwood amongst answered appearance asked Barbara beauty behold Black Bess blood brother canting crew Carrion Crow Checkley coffin countenance cried Luke curse dark Davenham dead devil Dick Turpin door ears echoed Eleanor Mowbray exclaimed eyes father fear followed gazed gentleman gibbet gipsy glance ground hall hand Handassah hath head hear heard heart highwayman honour horse instant Jack Palmer Jerry knight of Malta Lady Rookwood ladyship laugh look Luke Bradley Luke's Major Mowbray mare mother never night once Paterson patrico Peter Bradley pistol priest Ranulph Rookwood Rapparees REDMOND O'HANLON replied Coates replied Luke replied Ranulph returned road Rook rushed scarcely sexton shouted silence Sir Luke Rookwood Sir Piers's Sir Ranulph Sir Reginald smile song soul steed stood stream Sybil tell thee thing thou thought Titus Toft Tom King tone tree Tyrconnel vault voice whisper word Zoroaster
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Strona 150 - have a snap at you, at all hazards," cried Coates, springing suddenly towards him. " And I at you," said Turpin, discharging his pistol right in the face of the rash attorney — " there's a quittance in full." BOOK III. THE GIPSY. Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear, From my hour
Strona 350 - CAWOOD FERRY. The sight renewed my courser's feet, A moment, staggering feebly fleet, A moment, with a faint low neigh, He answered, and then fell. With gasps and glazing eyes he lay, And reeking limbs immoveable,— His first, and last career
Strona 324 - Dauphin. I will not change my horse with any that treads but on four pasterns. Ca, ha! He bounds from the earth, as if his entrails were hairs;
Strona 324 - the earth sings when he touches it: the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.
Strona 233 - Well, go thy ways, old Nick Machiavel, there will never be the peer of thee for wholesome policy and good counsel: thou took'st pains to chalk men out the dark paths and hidden plots of murther and deceit, and no man has the grace to follow
Strona 117 - that a stone with a hole in it hung at the bed's head will prevent the Night-Mare ; and is therefore called a hag-stone " The belief in this charm still lingers in some districts, and maintains, like the
Strona 323 - on right and left, how fast, Each forest, grove, and bower; On right and left, fled past, how fast, Each city, town, and tower. CHAPTER XXXIX. BLACK
Strona 324 - cheval volant, the Pegasus qui a les narines defeu ! When I bestride him I soar. I am a hawk : the earth sings when he touches it: the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.
Strona 305 - prompt to charge or caress, Now is she not beautiful ? — bonny Black Bess ! V. Over highway and byeway, in rough and smooth weather, Some thousands of miles have we journeyed together; Our couch the same straw, and our meal the same mess, No couple more constant than I and Black Bess!
Strona 84 - husband Now he owes nature nothing. Man. And look upon this creature as his wife. Is dead. Vit. Cor. Oh, he's a happy husband ! She comes not like a widow — she comes armed With scorn and impudence. Is this a mourning habit