Guy Mannering, Or, the Astrologer — Volume 01 by Sir Walter Scott
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To show the world I am a gentleman.
Richard II. When the boat which carried the worthy captain on board his vessel had accomplished that task, the sails began to ascend, and the ship was got under way. She fired three guns as a salute to the house of Ellangowan, and then shot away rapidly before the wind, which blew off shore, under all the sail she could crowd. 'Ay, ay,' said the Laird, who had sought Mannering for some time, and now joined him, 'there they go--there go the free-traders-- there go Captain Dirk Hatteraick and the Yungfrauw Hagenslaapen, half Manks, half Dutchman, half devil! run out the boltsprit, up mainsail, top and top-gallant sails, royals, and skyscrapers, and away--follow who can! That fellow, Mr. Mannering, is the terror of all the excise and custom-house cruisers; they can make nothing of him; he drubs them, or he distances them;--and, speaking of excise, I come to bring you to breakfast; and you shall have some tea, that--' Mannering by this time was aware that one thought linked strangely on to another in the concatenation of worthy Mr. Bertram's ideas, Like orient pearls at random strung; and therefore, before the current of his associations had drifted farther from the point he had left, he brought him back by some inquiry about Dirk Hatteraick. |
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