Stubbard

Captain Stubbard, stirred up now and again by Mr. Twemlow, had thoroughly searched all covered places, likely to harbour gunpowder, within at least six miles of his fort, that is to say, all likely places, save and except the right one.

Springhaven Richard Doddridge 2004

There is no sign of any change of weather, is there, Stubbard?

Springhaven Richard Doddridge 2004

I like Mr. Twemlow, I like Captain Stubbard, I like old Tugwell — though I should have liked him better if he had not been so abominably cruel to his son.

Springhaven Richard Doddridge 2004

Captain Stubbard, as commander of the nearest post, will come with me and read these orders.

Springhaven Richard Doddridge 2004

The shell will be washed away or buried in the sand, for it fell upon the shingle, and then rolled towards the sea; and there need be no fuss unless we choose to make it, and so perhaps ruin Captain Stubbard and his family.

Springhaven Richard Doddridge 2004

As Stubbard declared these great truths he strode about in his little fortress, delivering a kick at the heels of things which had no right to be lumbering there.

Springhaven Richard Doddridge 2004

Captain Stubbard, with whose eldest daughter Maggie and the cannons of the battery he was by this time desperately in love; and poor

Springhaven Richard Doddridge 2004

That would be a very different thing from an overhauling by Captain Stubbard.

Springhaven Richard Doddridge 2004

“Rare stuff!” exclaimed Stubbard, with a wink at Carne.

Springhaven Richard Doddridge 2004

That old bat of a Stubbard has got scent of a rat, and is hunting about the farm-houses.

Springhaven Richard Doddridge 2004