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... years of his life in vain. We addressed her, but it was all in vain—she was either ignorant Of English, or too bashful to speak. Giving her a copper, for which she dropped us a curtsey, we went on our way. We were now approaching the peaked, fantastic ...
... and in a tone of voice which, I have no doubt, was intended.for a whisper, said, as she set down the pot— Jinks, want to speak to you in the kitchen. , Well, I'll be wi' thee, owd gel, in a couple o' picko'ina; responded ieTinks, dipping his nose into ...
... you 1, for 'a abort half-how, he thought he Yea, ma'am, thank you, replied had shaken himself free, but when he Frank, speaking high th rough his least expected it, he was there again, nose, and dropping rather an awkward clamping him more painfully ...
... theer I don yo yen / Long Betty-o'-Malley'so-Sally's-o'-Jim's, there's a chap here ut wants to see thee.' Thst's th' road to speak to her, mon, ab hoo knows like. • about yer Irish names, does boo fiddle as s. Och begorra, you had better come an' teach ...
... head of steam, an ancient mariner let up on whittling the arm of the next chair, turned towards us, and remarked— You was speaking of the old river days V' We was, I replied. Perhaps, now, you have been reading some of Sam Clemens' yarns 1 • I held ...
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... WINDY4AP. BY BEN 13RIERLEY. •••••••••• • CHAPTZE IL: TXI SIXTH SZAL. itrfP 1 Wnian's your master, Trail TeU him I want to speak to WM in the library. Lady Trevor had just descended from her carriage on her return from a drive over to Birchwood; and she ...
... 'tripped it gaily is betore • ': s t rtlais Jenny More.. . • • But my plosion growing stronger not brook daisy For I yearned to speak to ;env and my rapturous 'old ougggisw• Whence—l cried * delP,Sio* lien. 4.104er To reveal the to tko midden /.edere I . Cth ...
... oomparison, I thought; he surely can know but little of the author of Adam Bede, to compare her with Henry Wood. I did not speak, but listened to him as he went on. I have read almost every good book written before the time of Christ, and also the classical ...
... deopoodipoy nettling. her feature, ' hut I detionined if Pulaible to, aid her comp, and therekwe when Joseph .had finished speaking, I ventured to make a propoeition of my own. ' May I suggest, I said, that Ire give this Pierre five ten francs for present ...
... weather-Gook, and # began to revolve six or seven hundred times a minute, the eat bowling until you couldn't hear yourself speak. (Now, Henrietta, you've had your put, you keep quiet.) That cat staid on that weather-sock about two months-- Mrs. P.—Mr. ...
... threw open the whidow. Standing at the gardin ha tilis; and looking upwards, was an old eompanion, with whom he itbir been on speaking terms for over twelve monthi ; and Will feltpussled to ieeount for the visit,—made It was under the eirewhitenetkint at that ...