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"Vixen is not the word to apply to any young lady, George Warrington!" exclaims Lambert, "much less to the charming Miss Lydia. She artful the most innocent of Heaven's creatures! She wicked that angel!
'And then I shall be the happiest man in my dominions, cries Giglio, with an elegant bow to the blushing Rosalba. 'Oh, my Giglio! Oh, my dear Majesty! exclaims Gruffanuff; 'and can it be that this happy moment at length has arrived 'Of course it has arrived, says the King. and that I am about to become the enraptured bride of my adored Giglio! continues Gruffanuff.
"And no wonder," exclaims Cato the younger, "for the foolish fondness of man teaches her discourtesy."
"But you said just now," she exclaims, at the moment when Adolphe is getting into a snarl, "that you had paid seven francs for cabs, and you now talk of a hack! You took it by the hour, I suppose? Did you do your business in a hack?" she asks, railingly. "Why should hacks be interdicted?" inquires Adolphe, resuming his narrative.
It is with reason that Sainte-Palaye comments in the very same way upon the text of the Germania, and that a scholar of our own days exclaims with more than scientific exactness, "The true origin of miles is this bestowal of arms which among the Germans marks the entry into civil life."
I see! beg your pardon, gentlemen!" Mr. Stubbs whispers, and bows, and shuts the door quickly. "An infernal affair this, Judge! D-n me if I wouldn't as soon be in the dock. It will all get out tomorrow," interposes Mr. Snivel, facetiously. "Blast these improper associations!" the high functionary exclaims, fussily shrugging his shoulders, and wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"The walls of the hall and staircase were of gray stone, as were the steps which led echoingly up to the second story of the house. My sister exclaims in delight concerning the whole scene: 'This villa, you have no idea how delightful it is! I think there must be pretty nearly a hundred rooms in it, of all shapes, sizes, and heights.
"Twenty-six large lumps every day of your life, Mr Bovis," says his wife. "No such thing!" exclaims Bovis. "You drop them into your tea, coffee, and whisky yourself, my dear, and I count them." "Nonsense!" laughs Bovis, turning to Pilulus, that they may exchange a glance of mutual amusement at a woman's inaccuracy. But she happened to be right.
Caesar's spirit still lives in Antony, a spirit that dares face the conspirators with swords still red with Caesar's blood and bid them, Whilst their purple hands do reek and smoke, fulfill their pleasure, a spirit that over the dead body of Caesar takes the hand of each and yet exclaims:
The managers persist. "No use o' your chinning us! Go on, now!" The heroes escape from their persecutors. The mind of Corkey reverts to the parlors of Esther Lockwin. "Great Caesar!" he exclaims. "Yessah!" "Steer me to a bar!" A few moments later Corkey leans sidewise against a whisky counter, his left foot on the iron rail, his hand on the glass.
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