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Nell passed rapidly, and with evident indignation out of the room; nor could any entreaty on the part of the Dead Boxer induce her to return and prolong the dialogue. She had said enough, however, to produce in his bosom torments almost equal to those of the damned.

Her contemporaries indulged in an occasional solemn pun, but the only one in her writings is found in the grim turn on Laud's name, in the "Dialogue" just quoted, in which is also a sombre jest on the beheading of Strafford. "Old Age" recalls the same period, opening with a faint very faint suggestion of Shakespeare's thought in his "Seven Ages."

The larger parrots, travelling in pairs, screamed their passing salutation, as they displayed their bright plumage to the sun; while hundreds, of a smaller kind, with crimson shoulder, were concealed amid the green leaves; and, as they rode beneath them, babbled like frolicsome children of the forest a rude, but to themselves a not unmeaning dialogue.

What rendered this, besides, of such peculiar advantage to me in after life, as a literary man, was, that I heard them as often in the Irish language as in the English, if not oftener, in circumstance which enabled me in my writings to transfer the genius, the idiomatic peculiarity and conversational spirit of the one language into the other, precisely as the people themselves do in their dialogue, whenever the heart or imagination happens to be moved by the darker or better passions.

"There is a gracefulness to the dialogue and an artistic balance in the characterization that keep one reminded that this is an author who is also an artist down to the last word." Philadelphia Press. "Mr. Nicholson keeps us entertained and uncertain to the end." Boston Herald. The Madness of May Illustrated by Frederic Dorr Steele "May to Mr. Nicholson is neither a person nor a month.

This boy arrived the other day with another poultry claim, when the following dialogue occurred: "I see you have got down sixteen young ducklings on the list?" "Yaas, the jackdars fetched they." "How do you know the jackdaws took them?" "'Cos maister said so." "Do you shut up your fowls at night?" "Yaas, we shuts the daar, but the farxes gets in. It be all weared out.

"There is no chance for me or my old man, for neither of us can read it; but not so Mrs. O'Clery, God be good to her. She had her Bible, and many more good books." "Yes, sir," said Paul, joining in the dialogue. "We have always had the true Catholic Bible, and mother always read it on her knees."

But the intellectual energy of Henry the Second's time is shown even more remarkably in the mass of general literature which lies behind these distinctively historical sources, in the treatises of John of Salisbury, the voluminous works of Giraldus Cambrensis, the "Trifles" and satires of Walter Map, Glanvill's treatise on Law, Richard Fitz-Neal's "Dialogue on the Exchequer," to which we owe our knowledge of Henry's financial system, the romances of Gaimar and of Wace, the poem of the San Graal.

I am confident that I shall find the volcanic matrix, and perhaps make my fortune in a week or two." When the dialogue took this turn, Reginald Falcon's cheek began to flush, and his eyes to glitter.

She was clearly nervous and unsettled all the afternoon before, and made an errand into town and came back with a perturbed face. But after dinner the mother heard Jeanette at the telephone, and this is the one-sided dialogue the mother caught: "Yes this is Miss Barclay." "Oh, yes, I didn't recognize your voice at first." "What meeting?" "Yes yes." "And they are not going to have it?" "Oh, I see."