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"He had not even a knitting-needle." "But he paid your ransom?" "He said two words to the chief and I was free." "And they apologized to him for having carried you off?" said Beauchamp. "Just so." "Why, he is a second Ariosto." "No, his name is the Count of Monte Cristo." "There is no Count of Monte Cristo" said Debray.
One morning, Clapperton was surprised at a visit from Ateeko, the brother of the sultan, to whom he had sent a present of a scarlet jacket, breeches, and bornouse. When he was seated, and the usual compliments were over, Clapperton apologized, on the score of ill health, for not having already paid him a visit.
As for him, he was very restless under Polly's displeasure, and finally apologized, on which Polly gave him a sound scolding, which, to my surprise, he took in the utmost good part, and we were all once more the best possible friends. That visit to London was an era in my life. It certainly was most enjoyable, and it did me a world of good, body and mind.
And Ditmar, gazing around over the heads of the diners, spied in an alcove by a window a little table with tilted chairs. "That one'll do," he said. "I'm sorry, but it's engaged," apologized Mr. Hale. "Forget it, Eddie tell 'em they're late," said Ditmar, making his way toward it. The proprietor pulled out Janet's chair. "Say," he remarked, "it's no wonder you get along in business."
She came forward with a manner that apologized better than words could do, and she received Mr. Vivian so courteously, and with such ingenuous pleasure in her countenance, that he began to rejoice in having accepted the invitation to Glistonbury; at the same instant, he recollected a look which his mother had given him when he first saw Lady Julia on the terrace of the castle.
"I beg your pardon," apologized Jane, slowing down. "I just happened to think of a letter I wanted to write and send by the first mail." "Run on ahead, then," proposed Dorothy. "We'll excuse you this once." "Oh, it's not so urgent as all that. I just let my thoughts run away with me for a minute."
"That's all right," he half apologized. "I want you to understand what you're going up against, that is all. What's your name?" Having the question launched at him suddenly like that, Jack nearly blurted out his own name from sheer force of habit. But his tongue was his friend for once and pronounced the last word so that Ross wrote "John Carew" without hesitation.
The regimental band played during dinner, and the Lieutenant-Colonel apologized to me for its not playing "Hail Columbia," the tune not coning within their musical accomplishments.
She apologized for presenting herself so informally: said she had come, "de la parte de maman," to ask me what I proposed to do. I replied at once, "I am staying."
And Ditmar, gazing around over the heads of the diners, spied in an alcove by a window a little table with tilted chairs. "That one'll do," he said. "I'm sorry, but it's engaged," apologized Mr. Hale. "Forget it, Eddie tell 'em they're late," said Ditmar, making his way toward it. The proprietor pulled out Janet's chair. "Say," he remarked, "it's no wonder you get along in business."
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