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 | The Recollections of Geoffry Hamlyn Kingsley, Henry (1830-1876) University o[...] |
| [...]-1869 prose fiction The Recollections of Geoffry Hamlyn In 3 Volumes Cambridge and London Macmil[...] |
| [...]twood (formerly of the Artillery), and I, Geoffry Hamlyn, sat together over our wine in the veranda[...] |
| [...]heezy whisper. “My dear,” said the major; “Hamlyn is going to read aloud some manuscript to[...] |
| [...]eicesters, for all that.” “How is scapegrace Hamlyn?” asked the Vicar. “He is very well, sir. He[...]reful than others. Besides, you see, both you and Hamlyn being ‘squires, have got an example to s[...] |
| Hamlyn's going out hare- hunting.” “T don't mind it[...]uption; “but four times is rather too much. And Hamlyn has been out four days this week. Twice with Wref[...]do it though; Jerry was too bad for that.” “Hamlyn and J are thinking of selling up and going there,[...]ong the convicts. And who is going with him? Why, HamlynHamlyn has got a letter from a cousin of his who |
| [...]ngers in the pie.” “Well, God speed you, and Hamlyn too, wherever you go. Are you going home, Mr. Haw[...]wish you every sort of good luck. My dear friend, Hamlyn, too. What a loss he'll be to our little s[...] |
| Hamlyn's with me, and hear me discourse.” Accor[...] |
| [...]so the idea is not altogether new. The other day Hamlyn (you know him) showed me a letter from a c[...] |
| [...]ook you there?” “Went to see Stockbridge and Hamlyn off.” “Then, they are gone?” she as[...] |
| [...]im!” said Mary; “and how is he?” “He and Hamlyn are quite well,” said Mrs. Buckley, “a[...] |
| [...]been describing, James Stockbridge and I, Geoffry Hamlyn, reined up our horses on the ridge above-m[...] |
| [...]that fellow were to die, she might have him yet, Hamlyn.” We reached the drays. There sat Mrs.[...] |
| [...]station anywheres about here, sir?” “No, I'm Hamlyn of the Durnongs, away by Maneroo.” “O[...] |
| [...]or cogitation. A loud, cheerful voice shouted: “Hamlyn, you are welcome to Baroona!” and close[...] |
| [...]shes of the season. “T very much pity you, Mr. Hamlyn,” said Mrs. Buckley, “at having outliv[...] |
| [...]e, how are you? This, I presume, is your partner, Hamlyn?” We went back to the house. Harding, I[...] |
| [...], during all the time above mentioned, I, Geoffry Hamlyn, have happened to lead a most uninterestin[...] |
| “Ought to it, sir. An old Devonshire man. Mr. Hamlyn's stud-groom, sir — Dick.” Well, as I[...] |
| Hamlyn,” he said. “You will have some trouble with t[...]ed at me fixedly from under his dark eyebrows. “Hamlyn,” he said, “I don't think you are well[...] |
| [...]sent on an expedition with two old Devon friends, Hamlyn and |
| [...]was Major Buckley. “This is a wonderful sight, Hamlyn,” said he. “When you think of it,”[...] |
| [...]ber a spick and span new board, about how Anthony Hamlyn (that's Mr. Geoffry Hamlyn's father) ‘repaired and beautified this[...] |
| [...]'nt she marry poor old Jim Stockbridge, or sleepy Hamlyn, or even your humble servant? Though, in a[...] |
| [...]d of tigers. And just about this time, I, Geoffry Hamlyn, having finished my last consignment of no[...] |
| [...]sure, sir.” And Lee said, “You go on with Mr. Hamlyn, Dick, and do your duty, mind.” I thoug[...] |
| [...]dow, and has known it for years.” “Good God! Hamlyn, are you so ignorant?” said the Major. And then[...]before. “T tell you this in strict confidence, Hamlyn, as one of my oldest and best friends. I know how[...]bottom upwards.” Here the Doctor broke in: “Hamlyn, is not this very queer weather?” When[...] |
| [...]stion which rather surprised me. He said, “Mr. Hamlyn; do you carry pistols?” “Why, Dick, boy?” I said, “why should I?” “Look you here, Mr. Hamlyn,” said he. “Have you tried me?” “[...] |
| [...]be comfortable, will ye. What's yer name?” “Hamlyn,” I said. “Oh, ay! Ye're Hamlyn and Stockbridge! I ken ye well; I kenned y[...] |
| [...]itting back in the shadow. “My name is Geoffry Hamlyn. I am a Justice of the Peace, and I am at[...] |
| [...]er. “You'll soon be as good a hand at a yarn as Hamlyn's Dick.” At the same time he wrote down[...] |
| [...]dear young lady, is historic romance.” “Mr. Hamlyn knows a good story,” said Charley Hawker[...] |
| [...]r that sort of thing. Who are you?” “Tam Mr. Hamlyn's groom — Dick. Strike me dead if I ain'[...] |
| [...]ime I set them down for father and son.” “If Hamlyn's strange tale be true, it is so,” said the Doc[...]e him myself,” said Sam. “What do you mean by Hamlyn's story?” “Oh, a long one. He met him[...] |
| [...]in the face. Then he said, after a time, “What! Hamlyn? Old Jeff Hamlyn! The only man I ever knew that I didn't quarrel w[...]that I feel more kind and hearty towards you and Hamlyn for coming to me like this to-day, than I've felt |
| [...]ing his hands upon my shoulders, he said, — “Hamlyn, Hamlyn, you have taught me a lesson.” “T suppose so[...]ld. I couldn't help it.” “T don't mean that, Hamlyn,” he answered. “The lesson you have ta[...] |
| [...]his hand, spoke: — “The most childish play, Hamlyn; the most childish play.” “T don't defend th[...]stake.” “You can make what excuses you like, Hamlyn,” said the Major. “But the fact remain[...] |
| “Best love to Mr. Hamlyn.” . . . I must make a note to this lett[...] |
| [...]ome more facts.” Said Major Buckley, “Go on, Hamlyn |
| [...]a capital thing it is to have an old friend like Hamlyn, to come in and knock your opponent down just at[...]band and son. “Why,” replied the surgeon, “Hamlyn knocked me down just in a moment of victor[...] |
| [...]yes upon me, and we knew one another. “Geoffry Hamlyn,” she said, without a sign of surprise.[...] |
| [...]Footnote Vol. IL. p.215: Yowi means yes. But Mr. Hamlyn is a little incorrect in using it here. It[...] |
| [...]otnote Vol. II. p.263: A horrible plagiarism, Mr. Hamlyn 7 “Your ripe lips moved not, but your ch[...] |
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| The Recollections of Geoffry Hamlyn Kingsley, Henry (1830-1876)[...] |
| [...]69 prose fiction The Recollections of Geoffry Hamlyn In 3 Volumes Cambridge and London Macmil[...] |
| [...]twood (formerly of the Artillery), and I, Geoffry Hamlyn, sat together over our wine in the veranda[...] |
| [...]eezy whisper. “My dear,” said the major; “Hamlyn is going to read aloud some manuscript to[...] |
| [...]icesters, for all that.” “How is scapegrace Hamlyn?” asked the Vicar. “He is very well, sir. H[...]reful than others. Besides, you see, both you and Hamlyn being 'squires, have got an example to set[...] |
| [...]“Bosh,” said the Doctor. “All this about Hamlyn's going out hare- hunting.” “I don't mind i[...]uption; “but four times is rather too much. And Hamlyn has been out four days this week. Twice with Wref[...]do it though; Jerry was too bad for that.” “Hamlyn and I are thinking of selling up and going there,[...]ong the convicts. And who is going with him? Why, HamlynHamlyn has got a letter from a cousin of his who |
| [...]ers in the pie.” “Well, God speed you, and Hamlyn too, wherever you go. Are you going home, Mr. Haw[...]wish you every sort of good luck. My dear friend, Hamlyn, too. What a loss he'll be to our little s[...] |
| Hamlyn's with me, and hear me discourse.” Accor[...] |
| [...]so the idea is not altogether new. The other day Hamlyn (you know him) showed me a letter from a c[...] |
| [...]ok you there?” “Went to see Stockbridge and Hamlyn off.” “Then, they are gone?” she a[...] |
| [...]m!” said Mary; “and how is he?” “He and Hamlyn are quite well,” said Mrs. Buckley, “a[...] |
| [...]been describing, James Stockbridge and I, Geoffry Hamlyn, reined up our horses on the ridge above-m[...] |
| [...]that fellow were to die, she might have him yet, Hamlyn.” We reached the drays. There sat Mrs.[...] |
| [...]ation anywheres about here, sir?” “No, I'm Hamlyn |
| [...]or cogitation. A loud, cheerful voice shouted: “Hamlyn, you are welcome to Baroona!” and close[...] |
| [...]hes of the season. “I very much pity you, Mr. Hamlyn,” said Mrs. Buckley, “at having outliv[...] |
| [...]e, how are you? This, I presume, is your partner, Hamlyn?” We went back to the house. Harding,[...] |
| [...], during all the time above mentioned, I, Geoffry Hamlyn, have happened to lead a most uninterestin[...] |
| “Ought to it, sir. An old Devonshire man. Mr. Hamlyn's stud-groom, sir — Dick.” Well, as[...] |
| Hamlyn,” he said. “You will have some trouble with t[...]ed at me fixedly from under his dark eyebrows. “Hamlyn,” he said, “I don't think you are well[...] |
| [...]sent on an expedition with two old Devon friends, Hamlyn and |
| [...]s Major Buckley. “This is a wonderful sight, Hamlyn |
| [...]ber a spick and span new board, about how Anthony Hamlyn (that's Mr. Geoffry Hamlyn's father) ‘repaired and beautified this[...] |
| [...]'nt she marry poor old Jim Stockbridge, or sleepy Hamlyn, or even your humble servant? Though, in a[...] |
| [...]d of tigers. And just about this time, I, Geoffry Hamlyn, having finished my last consignment of no[...] |
| [...]sure, sir.” And Lee said, “You go on with Mr. Hamlyn, Dick, and do your duty, mind.” I thou[...] |
| [...]ow, and has known it for years.” “Good God! Hamlyn, are you so ignorant?” said the Major. And then[...]efore. “I tell you this in strict confidence, Hamlyn, as one of my oldest and best friends. I know how[...]bottom upwards.” Here the Doctor broke in: “Hamlyn, is not this very queer weather?” When[...] |
| [...]which rather surprised me. He said, — “Mr. Hamlyn; do you carry pistols?” “Why, Dick, boy?” I said, “why should I?” “Look you here, Mr. Hamlyn |
| [...]be comfortable, will ye. What's yer name?” “Hamlyn,” I said. “Oh, ay! Ye're Hamlyn and Stockbridge! I ken ye well; I kenned y[...] |
| [...]tting back in the shadow. “My name is Geoffry Hamlyn. I am a Justice of the Peace, and I am at[...] |
| [...]er. “You'll soon be as good a hand at a yarn as Hamlyn's Dick.” At the same time he wrote down[...] |
| [...]dear young lady, is historic romance.” “Mr. Hamlyn knows a good story,” said Charley Hawker[...] |
| [...]hat sort of thing. Who are you?” “I am Mr. Hamlyn's groom — Dick. Strike me dead if I ain'[...] |
| [...]e I set them down for father and son.” “If Hamlyn's strange tale be true, it is so,” said the Doc[...]e him myself,” said Sam. “What do you mean by Hamlyn's story?” “Oh, a long one. He met h[...] |
| [...]in the face. Then he said, after a time, “What! Hamlyn? Old Jeff Hamlyn! The only man I ever knew that I didn't quarrel w[...]that I feel more kind and hearty towards you and Hamlyn for coming to me like this to-day, than I've felt |
| [...]g his hands upon my shoulders, he said, — “Hamlyn, Hamlyn, you have taught me a lesson.” “I suppose[...]. I couldn't help it.” “I don't mean that, Hamlyn,” he answered. “The lesson you have ta[...] |
| [...]is hand, spoke: — “The most childish play, Hamlyn; the most childish play.” “I don't defend t[...]take.” “You can make what excuses you like, Hamlyn,” said the Major. “But the fact remain[...] |
| “Best love to Mr. Hamlyn.” . . . I must make a note to this let[...] |
| [...]me more facts.” Said Major Buckley, “Go on, Hamlyn |
| [...]a capital thing it is to have an old friend like Hamlyn, to come in and knock your opponent down just at[...]and and son. “Why,” replied the surgeon, “Hamlyn knocked me down just in a moment of victor[...] |
| [...]es upon me, and we knew one another. “Geoffry Hamlyn,” she said, without a sign of surprise.[...] |
| [...]Footnote Vol. II. p.215: Yowi means yes. But Mr. Hamlyn is a little incorrect in using it here. It[...] |
| [...]otnote Vol. II. p.263: A horrible plagiarism, Mr. Hamlyn — “Your ripe lips moved not, but your[...] |
Kingsley, Henry, 1830-1876, The recollections of Geoffry Hamlyn (1998). University of Sydney Library, accessed 06/10/2024, https://digital.library.sydney.edu.au/nodes/view/12127