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The appeal died in a little choke, and the morsel of handkerchief pressed to her mouth showed a spot of crimson, but Celeste was already there, putting Alexina aside. "You can ring fo' lil' ice yonder," she told the girl jealously. "Then, efen I were lil' missy, I'd go in there that one is yo' room an' I'd shet my do'h. When it's over with, p'tite won't want fo' you to have been in heah."
Efen if she haf not lofe, but only t'e ambition of power or learning or vealt', I might pity her vit' equal injustice, but I cannot. She vill not let me. She does not know t'at she is a failure. She prides herself upon being so mis-made. She cannot help t'at; neit'er can I help despising her. Such vomen are abnormal, monstrous, in a vord, failures. Let t'em die! You, I t'ink, are not so.
"But, monsieur, efen at t'e old price, we haf always gif a tiscount! It iss only Americans who pay t'e full price. Ot'er people expec' " Rushford waved his hand. "I don't care what they expect. Besides, there's going to be one hotel in Europe where Americans get a square deal. If your compatriots don't want to patronise my house, they can go to that low-down lunatic asylum across the street.
If he liges a class of vine, it iss begause his loaf ingludes efen hiss enemy, as Shakespeare galled it." "Ah, but Shakespeare couldn't have been thinking of champagne," said Kendricks. "I suppose, sir," Colonel Woodburn interposed, with lofty courtesy, "champagne could hardly have been known in his day." "I suppose not, colonel," returned the younger man, deferentially.
If he liges a class of vine, it iss begause his loaf ingludes efen hiss enemy, as Shakespeare galled it." "Ah, but Shakespeare couldn't have been thinking of champagne," said Kendricks. "I suppose, sir," Colonel Woodburn interposed, with lofty courtesy, "champagne could hardly have been known in his day." "I suppose not, colonel," returned the younger man, deferentially.
I ton't tink we are all cuilty or gorrubt, and efen among the rich there are goodt men. But gabidal" his passion rose again "where you find gabidal, millions of money that a man hass cot togeder in fife, ten, twenty years, you findt the smell of tears and ploodt! Dat iss what I say. And you cot to loog oudt for yourself when you meet a rich man whether you meet an honest man."
If he liges a class of vine, it iss begause his loaf ingludes efen hiss enemy, as Shakespeare galled it." "Ah, but Shakespeare couldn't have been thinking of champagne," said Kendricks. "I suppose, sir," Colonel Woodburn interposed, with lofty courtesy, "champagne could hardly have been known in his day." "I suppose not, colonel," returned the younger man, deferentially.
"Malcolm, my son," interjected Duncan, who had been watching for the conversation to afford him an opening, "if you'll pe meeting any one will caal you ta son of tat woman, gif him a coot plow in ta face, for you 'll pe no son of hers, efen if she'll proof it no more as hersel. If you 'll pe her son, old Tuncan will pe tisown you for efer, and efermore, amen."
As if tey couldn't know ta silfer from ta prass! If tey wass so stupid, her nose would pe telling tem so. Efen old Tuncan's knife 'll pe knowing petter than to scratch ta silfer or ta prass either; old Tuncan's knife would pe scratching nothing petter tan ta skin of a Cawmill."
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