December 2009 - Vampiromud-bug-hunters

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by Kunka 10 Dec '09

10 Dec '09

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by Hansford Suiter 09 Dec '09

09 Dec '09

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by Wojtanowski Lermond 08 Dec '09

08 Dec '09

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by Kniceley 07 Dec '09

07 Dec '09

N't really believe that he's come to--" "No, Eddie, I don't. I think he's come like young Lochinvar--to dance a little late at the wedding. To try to persuade me to accept that lazy, good-looking brother of his as a son-in-law. He'll have quite a job over that." Then, as the door opened, Mr. Cord's eyes concentrated on it and his manner became a shade sharper. "Ah, Mr. Moreton, good morning. Mr. Verriman--Mr. Moreton." Ben was a good-looking young man, but it was his expression--at once illuminated and determined--that made him unusual. And the effect of his night and morning had been to intensify this, so that now, as he stood a moment in the doorway, he was a very attractive and compelling figure. "I came to see my brother, Mr. Cord," he said, simply, "but I hear he's not here any more. If I could speak to you alone for a few minutes--" He glanced at Eddie, whom he instantly recognized as the man who had not known how to talk to the woman in the world best worth talking to.

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by Delbo 06 Dec '09

06 Dec '09

Chigwell; bent upon procuring a conveyance to London from that place, and carrying him at once before a justice. The disturbed state of the town would be, he knew, a sufficient reason for demanding the murderer's committal to prison before daybreak, as no man could answer for the security of any of the watch-houses or ordinary places of detention; and to convey a prisoner through the streets when the mob were again abroad, would not only be a task of great danger and hazard, but would be to challenge an attempt at rescue. Directing the sexton to lead the horse, he walked close by the murderer's side, and in this order they reached the village about the middle of the night. The people were all awake and up, for they were fearful of being burnt in their beds, and sought to comfort and assure each other by watching in company. A few of the stoutest-hearted were armed and gathered in a body on the green. To these, who knew him well, Mr Haredale addressed himself, briefly narrating what had happened, and beseeching them to aid in conveying the criminal to London before the dawn of day. But not a man among them dared to help him by so much as the motion of a finger. The rioters, in their passage through the village, had menaced with their fiercest vengeance, any person who should aid in extinguishing the fire, or render the least assistance to him, or any Catholic whomsoever. Their threats extended to their lives an

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by Giesler Peduto 06 Dec '09

06 Dec '09

should be selected, how then?" "If the road goes through the farm I would be willing to give a quarter of the damages awarded to me to--you understand?" "I think I do. After all it seems the most natural route." "I think there can be no doubt on that point. Of course the corporation will be willing to pay a reasonable sum for land taken." "I think I can promise that, as I shall have an important voice in the matter." "I see you are a thorough business man," said the squire. "I hold that it is always best to pursue a liberal policy." "Quite so. You have no doubt of obtaining the farm?" "Not the slightest." "But suppose the present owner meets the mortgage?" "He can't. He is a poor man, and he has no moneyed friends. I confess I was a little afraid that a nephew of his just returned from Montana might be able to help him, but I learn that he has only brought home five hundred dollars while the mortgage, including interest, calls for thirteen hundred." "Then you appear to be safe. When did you say the matter would be settled?" "This afternoon at two o'clock. You had better stay over and take supper with me. I shall be prepared to talk with you at that time." "Very well." From a window of the farmhouse Cyrus Hooper saw Squire Sheldon and his guest walking by the farm, and noticed the interest which they seemed to feel in it. But for the assurance which he had received of help to pay the mortgage he would have felt despondent, for he guessed the subject of their conversation. As it was, he felt an excusable satisfaction in the

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