What is "arnot"

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CHAPTER III CHAINED TO AN ICEBERG Hillaton, the suburban city in which the Arnots resided, was not very distant from New York, and drew much of its prosperity from its relations with the metropolis.

I wish you to place them securely in your breast-pockets, and take the five-thirty train to New York, and from thence early to-morrow go out on the Long Island road to a little station called Arnotville, and give these packages to Mr.

I do not care to be seen in the public rooms, for old cast-iron Arnot might make a row about my delay, even though it will make no difference in his business.

Should I kape ye out o' the way till ye get sober, and ould man Arnot find it out, I'd be in the street meself widout a job 'fore he ate his dinner.

Wud a man loike Boss Arnot send me, if I was dhrunk, wid a letther at this toime o' night?

Now me mind's aisy on that pint, for ye must know that Boss Arnot's in'ards are made o' cast-iron, and he'd have no marcy on a feller.

They sez that his folks is as stylish and rich as the Arnots themselves.

I have written to my friend abroad and to Auntie Arnot all about it, and now I am simply waiting.

For my own sake, for the sake of my wife and Laura, it were better that an utter blank should take the place of Thomas Arnot.

Immediately behind him came Professor Porter, but as he could not keep pace with the younger man D’Arnot was a hundred yards in advance when suddenly a half dozen black warriors arose about him.

They had rushed past the spot where D’Arnot had been seized when a spear hurled from the jungle transfixed one of the men, and then a volley of arrows fell among them.

There D’Arnot was bound securely to the great post from which no live man had ever been released.

Nor did the other’s frank, clear eyes waver beneath D’Arnot’s fixed gaze.

They questioned the prisoners by signs, and finally one of the sailors who had served in the French Congo found that he could make them understand the bastard tongue that passes for language between the whites and the more degraded tribes of the coast, but even then they could learn nothing definite regarding the fate of D’Arnot.

A single shot before they emerged from the jungle had announced to those in camp as well as on the ship that the expedition had been too late–for it had been prearranged that when they came within a mile or two of camp one shot was to be fired to denote failure, or three for success, while two would have indicated that they had found no sign of either D’Arnot or his black captors.