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* Bordingborg, in the reign of King Waldemar, a considerable place, now an unimportant little town. One solitary tower only, and some remains of a wall, show where the castle once stood.
"Many remembrances from Corsor.* That is a town that is just rising into importance; a lively town that has steam-boats and stagecoaches: formerly people called it ugly, but that is no longer true.
Two or three more saloons, and I accumulate a warm jingle and come pretty close to knowing everybody in town, all about the town, and a fair deal about the surrounding country.
One solitary town, Tampa Town, was able to put in a claim in favor of its situation.
the 28th degree , and by which ships can reach Tampa Town by direct route?"
"It's a rigmarole because the boy is a Rigmarole and we've come to Rigmarole Town."
"I've read a few rigmaroles that might have come from this very town."
I wanted my Man About Town. He was a type, and to drop him would be an error--a typograph--but no!
Our own house looked down over the town, and from our upstairs windows we could see the winding line of the river bluffs, two miles south of us.
But the dogs and the cats and the children still ran up and followed him through the town --the same as they had done when he was rich.
She stood right in front of Ulysses, and he doubted whether he should go up to her, throw himself at her feet, and embrace her knees as a suppliant, or stay where he was and entreat her to give him some clothes and show him the way to the town. In the end he deemed it best to entreat her from a distance in case the girl should take offence at his coming near enough to clasp her knees, so he addressed her in honeyed and persuasive language.
Ride on, my merry men all, and let us get back to Nottingham Town as speedily as we may.
But the dull country town was tiresome to him, since his acquaintanceship with livelier regions, and it grew daily more and more so.
I awoke early on the third morning after my return from Ashby Park--the sun was shining through the blind, and I thought how pleasant it would be to pass through the quiet town and take a solitary ramble on the sands while half the world was in bed.
With a shiver of dread the boy arose and went along the road toward town. "I'll not ask him about his hands," he thought, touched by the memory of the terror he had seen in the man's eyes.