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Pierre remembered Ramballe, and named him and his regiment and the street where the house was. "You are not what you say," returned Davout. In a trembling, faltering voice Pierre began adducing proofs of the truth of his statements. But at that moment an adjutant entered and reported something to Davout. Davout brightened up at the news the adjutant brought, and began buttoning up his uniform.

He was dressed in a velveteen coat, with broad lappets, red waistcoat, velveteen breeches, buttoning a little way below the knee; white stockings apparently of lamb's-wool and high-lows. "Buona sera?" said I. "Buona sera, signore!" said the Italian. "Will you have a glass of brandy and water?" said I in English. "I never refuse a good offer," said the Italian.

I can't live upon it." "You will cost less in the House of Correction, Mr. Darvil." "Come, make it a hundred: Alley is cheap at that." "Not a farthing more," said the banker, buttoning up his breeches pockets with a determined air. "Well, out with the shiners." "Do you promise or not?" "I promise." "There are your ten guineas. If in half an hour you are not gone why, then " "Then?"

She went into the back room to put on her bonnet and thick jacket for it was very cold getting colder every minute. As she stood, buttoning her gloves she wouldn't have gone out untidy for the world Bunting suddenly came across to her. "Give us a kiss, old girl," he said. And his wife turned up her face. "One 'ud think it was catching!" she said, but there was a lilt in her voice.

I say it was a bit of a joke; you're thinking I was lost, wasn't it?" she asked, calmly. Polly finished buttoning her dress. "Maud," she said sternly "go back upstairs. To-morrow we may be able to see the joke, but not now." Maud left with Fanny. "I'm most awfully sorry," were her last words. A few minutes later, the girls sought the comfort of Mrs.

Here there broke into the dispute a shout of: "They are just getting him aboard!" and the crowd, rushing away from the stern, carried with it the two disputants the sparer peasant; lowering his shoulders, and buttoning up his jacket as he went; while the bearded peasant, following at his heels, thrust his head forward in a surly manner as he shifted his cap from the one ear to the other.

Already, long before, interrupting the buttoning of his collar, she had whispered softly, persuasively, clingingly, in the classic manner: "Thou art content, chéri? Thou wilt return?" And he had said: "That goes without saying." But not with quite the same conviction as he now used in speaking definitely of the afternoon of the day after to-morrow. The fact was, he was moved; she too.

He's rather dull, and he can't bear women fussing about and wanting to be made love to." They went over the visiting-book and discussed people and dates seriously. The list was made and the notes written before Emily left the house. It was not until she had got up and was buttoning her coat that Lady Maria bestowed her boon. "Emily," she said, "I am going to ask you to Mallowe on the 2d.

Strolling down to the lake shore, he amused himself for a time by watching the waves as they dashed against the pebbly beach, and by fancying that each of them reflected the image of Leffie’s bright, round face. Then buttoning up his coat he would strut back and forth, admiring his shadow, and thinking how much more the coat became him than it did his young master. It had been given to him by Dr.

"It's rough work for a lone woman," he said, almost curtly, "I can't go with you, but, speak frankly, is there any man you know whom you can trust well enough to take? It's not too late yet; think a moment!" He paused over the buttoning of the leather apron of the vehicle. "No, there is none," answered the voice from the interior; "and it's better so. Is all ready?" "One moment more."