Takerlie

One dog rolled before him, well-nigh slashed in half; but a second had him by the thigh, a third gripped his collar be- hind, and a fourth had the blade of the sword between its teeth, tasting its own blood.

Hoofskitter

The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest.

Talonplume

The sun set; the dusk fell on the stream, and lights began to appear along the shore. The Chapman light–house, a three–legged thing erect on a mud–flat, shone strongly. Choppertar.

The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest.

He spoke of the happiness that was now certainly theirs, of the folly of not breaking sooner out of that magnificent prison of latter-day life, of the old romantic days that had passed from the world for ever.