Trapes

Trapes, and from thence trauailed thorow the middes of Apulia, till he came to Rome, where he was of the Pope honorably entertained.

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"What, back again already, Mr. Geoffrey?" exclaimed Mr.. Trapes, poking her head around the kitchen door, as Ravenslee entered the flat, "back so soon?"

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When she went and married again, I left her an 'got married myself to Trapes -- a foreman, Mr. Geoffrey, with

The Definite Object A Romance of New York Jeffery Farnol 1915

Hereupon, with swift, dexterous fingers, Hermione straightened the very neat hat which the embrace of Mr.. Trapes had rendered somewhat askew, and, turning to the door, came face to face with Mr. Ravenslee, and in his hand she beheld his battered hat, but she did not notice how fiercely his powerful fingers gripped it.

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Mr.. Trapes swallowed audibly, stared at Spike until he writhed, and finally bored her sharp eyes into Mr. Ravenslee again.

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Mr. Ravenslee was sighing over a hideously striped shirt when Mr.. Trapes was back again, flourishing a very large tablespoon.

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"Mr. Geoffrey!" quoth Mr.. Trapes, squaring her elbows.

The Definite Object A Romance of New York Jeffery Farnol 1915

Saying which, Mr. Ravenslee smiled his slow, sleepy smile and -- wonder of wonders -- Mr.. Trapes smiled too!

The Definite Object A Romance of New York Jeffery Farnol 1915

"My land!" exclaimed Mr.. Trapes, stopping abruptly in the act of masticating a large chocolate walnut, "so bad as that, Mr. Geoffrey?"

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Saying which, Mr.. Trapes, sighing again, took up her tray; Mr. Ravenslee, having opened the door for her, closed it again, lighted his pipe, and sinking into the easy-chair, fell into frowning thought.

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