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Wilton again echoed the refusal, which was chorused by a dozen others; and from that time Charlie was duly dubbed with the nickname of "No-thank-you." He was forcibly christened by this new name, by being held in bed while half a wine-glass of port was thrown in his face.
M. Brun had become prominent by his proposal that the common expression "Adieu" should be obliterated from all the French classics, and a slight fine imposed for its use in private life. "Then," he said, "the very name of your imagined God will have echoed for the last time in the ear of man."
“Friend!” he echoed. “Yes, by Zeus Orcios, guardian of oaths and friendship, you had a friend. Where is he now?” Democrates lay on the turf floor of the tent, not even groaning. “You had a friend,”—the admiral’s intensity was awful. “You blasted his good name, you sought his life, you sought his wife, you broke every bond, human or divine, to destroy him.
The fleeting hope possessed me that it might be some recollection in which I had place, but my illusion was swiftly shattered. "Because," the pitiless sentence continued, "mother was not well that evening; in fact, she has been ill ever since. So it is only three weeks." "Only three weeks!" I echoed. "Yes," she nodded. "I have not seen the river for all that time. Is it changed?" "Sadly changed."
That is speaking somewhat figuratively, however, for Jan possessed no notion of congratulating anybody. As Lady Verner sometimes resentfully said, Jan had no more social politeness in him than a bear. Upon entering, Sibylla asked him to take some breakfast. Breakfast! echoed Jan, did she call that breakfast? He thought it was their lunch it was getting on for his dinner-time.
'Cease thy gabble, good mistress, and bring us our meat I am hungry, said Sporus, impatiently. 'And I, too, echoed the grim Niger, whetting his knife on the palm of his hand.
But he grew worse as soon as he drank. Poor Daddy! And so he died out there in the cold winter weather. Sniff! Sniff! This has been a painful task, but you must remember every word I've spoken this morning. Now for our review lesson." "E n e m y, enemy," she spelled. "E n e m y, enemy," chanted five obedient mice. "T r a p, trap," went on Mother Graymouse. "T r a p, trap," echoed her scholars.
Time and again the two boys had gone to the doorway to look out, and Snap had even run down to the very edge of the lake. "It's no use," he said finally. "They are snowbound and can't get here. If only they are safe!" "Yes, if only they are safe!" echoed Giant. Left to themselves, Shep and Whopper started off briskly after the deer that had been seen from the top of the tree.
"Valentin!" echoed Mère Giraud. It quite bewildered her, the mere thought of adoring Valentin. "My child," she said when she recovered herself, "it is your good heart which says this." The same night Valentin came. Laure went out into the antechamber to meet him, and each stood and looked at the other with pale face and anguished eyes.
He called aloud, his voice was echoed in a moment by many others, but in tones so wild and discordant, that he desisted in involuntary terror. As the day advanced, and no one approached, he tried the window, and then perceived for the first time it was grated.
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