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Aïe! what a child it is! Show her the box now, Ivan, or we shall have no peace." Ivan went to the corner of his hut, where a large object stood on the top of the whitewashed stove under a red and yellow pocket-handkerchief. He carefully uncovered it, and stepping back a few paces said proudly, "What do you think of that, now?"

He was like the French lady who naïvely told Dr. Franklin, "Je ne trouve que moi qui aie toujours raison." Professing to adore Reason, he was angry, if anybody reasoned with him. But herein he was no exception to the general rule, that we find no persons so intolerant and illiberal as men professing liberal principles.

"Catch a Brixham trawler letting go of a free tow in a fog," said Moorshed listening. "But what in the world do you want him for?" I asked. "Oh, he'll came in handy later." "Was that your first collision?" "Yes." I shook hands with him in silence, and our tow hailed us. "Aie! yeou little man-o'-war!" The voice rose muffled and wailing. "After us've upped trawl, us'll be glad of a tow.

I wouldn’t give it you, because I like you and want to save you, for all you need is the gold-mines, the gold-mines, the gold-mines!” “Oh, the devil!” roared Mitya, and with all his might brought his fist down on the table. “Aie! Aie!” cried Madame Hohlakov, alarmed, and she flew to the other end of the drawing-room.

"Do you remember, in the right foreground forest trees, on the left a herd of cows and geese? You might finish it now." "Aie!" the artist scowled. "Finish it! Can you imagine I am such a fool that I don't know what I want to do?" "How you have changed to me!" sighed Olga Ivanovna. "Well, a good thing too!" Olga Ivanovna's face quivered; she moved away to the stove and began to cry.

Half-a-crown was much to Mary Yeo, and a jest was more; but "Yeu'm afraid," said McTurk, at the psychological moment. "Aie!" Beetle echoed, knowing her weak point. "There's not a maid to Northam 'ud think twice. An' yeou such a fine maid, tu!" McTurk planted one foot firmly against the inner door lest Mother Yeo should return inopportunely, for Mary's face was set.

You thought, of course, that I should jump at that, catch at your prompting, and shout with all my might, ‘Aie! it’s Smerdyakov; he’s the murderer.’ Confess that’s what you thought. Confess, and I’ll go on.” But the prosecutor did not confess. He held his tongue and waited. “You’re mistaken. I’m not going to shout ‘It’s Smerdyakov,’ ” said Mitya. “And you don’t even suspect him?”

"To pay our debts and say good-by and and we're awf'ly hungry." "Aie!" said Mother Yeo, "makkin' love to me! I'm shaamed of 'ee." "'Rackon us wouldn't du no such thing if Mary was here," said McTurk, lapsing into the broad North Devon that the boys used on their campaigns. "Who'm takin' my name in vain?"

Aie screamed the wind and created a pillar of white powder. Fanny, losing her balance, one foot sank on the edge of a rut, and she went down on her hands; to the knees her silk-clad legs met the cold bite of the snow. "You must come back with me," shouted Alfred in her ear. That seemed true and necessary; she could not reach the river; she could not stay where she was. She followed him.

"Aïe! aïe! aïe!" said the General. "That's bad! very bad; it is quite impossible to count on the discipline of robbers." I drew his attention to the fact that Fort Bélogorsk was not very far away, and that probably his excellency would not delay dispatching a detachment of troops to deliver the poor inhabitants. The General shook his head with an air of indecision