Waverley, Or, 'Tis Sixty Years Since Volume 1

Waverley, Or, 'Tis Sixty Years Since Volume 1

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1821 edition. Excerpt: ...his beard and hair and so forth, that Tressilian could not help remarking, that he thought he would stand in little need of a protector, since none of his old acquaintance was like to recognize him. - My debtors would not pay me money, - said Wayland, shaking his head;, . but my creditors of every kind would be less easily blinded. And, in truth, I hold myself not safe, unless under the protection of a gentleman of birth and character, as that of your worship. - So saying, he led the way out of the cavern. He then called loudly for Hobgoblin, who, after lingering for an instant, appeared with the horse furniture, when Wayland closed, and sedulously covered up the trap-door, observing, it might again serve him at his need, besides that the tools were worth somewhat. A whistle from the owner brought to his side a nag that fed quietly on the common, and was accustomed to the signal. While he accoutred him for the journey, Tressilian drew his own girths faster, and in a few minutes both were ready to mount. At this moment Sludge approached to bid them farewell. -You are going to leave me then, my old play-fellow, - said the boy; - and there is an end of all our game at bo-peep with the cowardly lubbards whom I brought hither to have their broad-footed nags shod by the devil and his imps. - - It is even so, - said Wayland Smith; - the best friends must part, Flibbertigibbet; but thou, my boy, art the only thing in the Vale of White Horse which I shall regret to leave behind me. - - Well, I bid thee not farewell, - said Dickie Sludge, - for you will be at these revels, I judge, and so shall I; for if Dominie Holiday take me not thither, by the light of day, which we see not in yonder.show more

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  • Paperback | 80 pages
  • 188.98 x 246.13 x 4.32mm | 163.29g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236681924
  • 9781236681928