ISBN: 9781153598262

Excerpt: ...whimsically audacious to Dicky Merritt, who, slapping him on the shoulder, had asked him to have a swizzle. Dicky Merritt had a ripe sense of humour, and he was the first to g… Meer...

Excerpt: ...whimsically audacious to Dicky Merritt, who, slapping him on the shoulder, had asked him to have a swizzle. Dicky Merritt had a ripe sense of humour, and he was the first to grin. This was followed by loud laughs from others, and these laughs went out where the dust lay a foot thick and soft like precipitated velvet, and hurrying over the street, waked the Postmaster and roused the Little Milliner, who at once came to their doors. Catching sight of each other, they nodded, and blushed, and nodded again; and then the Postmaster, neglecting the business of the country, went upon his own business into the private sitting-room of the Little Milliner; for those wandering laughs from O''Fallen''s had done the work set for them by the high powers. Over in the hot bar-room the man with the eye-glass was being frankly intr''juced to Dicky Merritt and Company, Limited, by Victoria Lindley, who, as hostess of this saloon, was, in his eyes, on a footing of acquaintance. To her he raised his hat with accentuated form, and murmured his name-Mr. Jones-Mr. Jones. Forthwith, that there might be no possible unpleasantness-for even such hostesses have their duties of tact-she politely introduced him as Mr. Jones. He had been a man of innumerable occupations-nothing long: caretaker of tanks, rabbit-trapper, boundary-rider, cook at a shearers'' camp, and, in due time, he became book-keeper at O''Fallen''s. That was due to Vic. Mr. Jones wrote a very fine hand-not in the least like a business man- when he was moderately sober, and he also had an exceedingly caustic wit when he chose to use it. He used it once upon O''Fallen, who was a rough, mannerless creature, with a good enough heart, but easily irritated by the man with the eye-glass, whose superior intellect and manner, even when drunk, were too noticeable. He would never have employed him were it not for Vic, who was worth very much money to him in the course of the year. She was the most important person... Gilbert Parker, Books, Fiction and Literature, Fiction, Cumner's Son And Other South Sea Folk Books>Fiction and Literature>Fiction The book has no illustrations or index. Purchasers are entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Subjects: Literary Collections / General; Fiction / General;<

ISBN: 9781153598262

Excerpt: ...whimsically audacious to Dicky Merritt, who, slapping him on the shoulder, had asked him to have a swizzle. Dicky Merritt had a ripe sense of humour, and he was the first to g… Meer...

Excerpt: ...whimsically audacious to Dicky Merritt, who, slapping him on the shoulder, had asked him to have a swizzle. Dicky Merritt had a ripe sense of humour, and he was the first to grin. This was followed by loud laughs from others, and these laughs went out where the dust lay a foot thick and soft like precipitated velvet, and hurrying over the street, waked the Postmaster and roused the Little Milliner, who at once came to their doors. Catching sight of each other, they nodded, and blushed, and nodded again; and then the Postmaster, neglecting the business of the country, went upon his own business into the private sitting-room of the Little Milliner; for those wandering laughs from O''Fallen''s had done the work set for them by the high powers. Over in the hot bar-room the man with the eye-glass was being frankly intr''juced to Dicky Merritt and Company, Limited, by Victoria Lindley, who, as hostess of this saloon, was, in his eyes, on a footing of acquaintance. To her he raised his hat with accentuated form, and murmured his name-Mr. Jones-Mr. Jones. Forthwith, that there might be no possible unpleasantness-for even such hostesses have their duties of tact-she politely introduced him as Mr. Jones. He had been a man of innumerable occupations-nothing long: caretaker of tanks, rabbit-trapper, boundary-rider, cook at a shearers'' camp, and, in due time, he became book-keeper at O''Fallen''s. That was due to Vic. Mr. Jones wrote a very fine hand-not in the least like a business man- when he was moderately sober, and he also had an exceedingly caustic wit when he chose to use it. He used it once upon O''Fallen, who was a rough, mannerless creature, with a good enough heart, but easily irritated by the man with the eye-glass, whose superior intellect and manner, even when drunk, were too noticeable. He would never have employed him were it not for Vic, who was worth very much money to him in the course of the year. She was the most important person... Gilbert Parker, Books, Fiction and Literature, Fiction, Cumner's Son And Other South Sea Folk Books>Fiction and Literature>Fiction, General Books LLC<

ISBN: 9781153598262

[.]Down at the opal beach, under a palm-tree, he sat, telling stories of his pranks at college to Boonda Broke, the half-breed son of a former Dakoon who had ruled the State of Mandakan w… Meer...

[.]Down at the opal beach, under a palm-tree, he sat, telling stories of his pranks at college to Boonda Broke, the half-breed son of a former Dakoon who had ruled the State of Mandakan when first the English came. The saddest person in Mandakan was the present Dakoon, in his palace by the Fountain of the Sweet Waters, which was guarded by four sacred warriors in stone and four brown men armed with the naked kris. The Dakoon was dying, though not a score of people in the city knew it. He [.]Down at the opal beach, under a palm-tree, he sat, telling stories of his pranks at college to Boonda Broke, the half-breed son of a former Dakoon who had ruled the State of Mandakan when first the English came. The saddest person in Mandakan was the present Dakoon, in his palace by the Fountain of the Sweet Waters, which was guarded by four sacred warriors in stone and four brown men armed with the naked kris. The Dakoon was dying, though not a score of people in the city knew it. He had drunk of the Fountain of Sweet Waters, also of the well that is by Bakbar; he had eaten of the sweetmeat called the Flower of Bambaba, his chosen priests had prayed, and his favourite wife had lain all day and all night at the door of his room, pouring out her soul; but nothing came of it. And elsewhere Boonda Broke was showing Cumner's Son how to throw a kris towards one object and make it hit another. He gave an illustration by aiming[.]". Books, History~~General, Cumners-Son-and-Other-South-Sea-Folk~~Gilbert-Parker, 999999999, Cumner's Son and Other South Sea Folk, Gilbert Parker, 1153598264, General Books LLC, , , , , General Books LLC<

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Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: Cambridge Scholars Publishing, 34 Seiten, L=152mm, B=229mm, H=2mm, Gew.=64gr, [GR: 25500 - TB/Geschichte], [SW: - Literature - C… Meer...

Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: Cambridge Scholars Publishing, 34 Seiten, L=152mm, B=229mm, H=2mm, Gew.=64gr, [GR: 25500 - TB/Geschichte], [SW: - Literature - Classics / Criticism], Kartoniert/Broschiert, Klappentext: The book has no illustrations or index. Purchasers are entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Subjects: Literary Collections / General; Fiction / General; The book has no illustrations or index. Purchasers are entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Subjects: Literary Collections / General; Fiction / General;<