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The girl, who had observed his lips attentively, seeking even to see inside his mouth, replied frankly: "Yes, I am de-light-ed that you have re-turned, that you are not go-ing a-way a-gain nev-er a-gain." Her father embraced her impetuously, and then in great haste, in order to make quite sure, he overwhelmed her with questions. "What is mamma's name?" "An-to-nia."
"It means, sir, that I shall take back Cosette." Cosette shuddered, and pressed close to the old man. He replied, gazing to the very bottom of Thenardier's eyes the while, and enunciating every syllable distinctly: "You are go-ing to take back Co-sette?" "Yes, sir, I am. I will tell you; I have considered the matter. In fact, I have not the right to give her to you.
'Now, sir, pursued the clerk, 'let me have the pleasure to hear your voice again. Where are you going, did you say? 'Sare, I am go-ing to Lon-don, said the Major. I could have flung my plate at him to be such an ass, and to have so little a gift of languages where that was the essential. 'What think ye of that? said the clerk. 'Is that French enough?
You read those lines, sir, like a bellman, without any attention to metre." "To be sure," said Father Phil, who had been listening for some time; "they have a ring in them " "Like a pig's nose," said the doctor. "Ah, be aisy," said Father Phil. "I say they have a ring in them like an owld Latin canticle 'What will you do, love, when I am go-ing, With white sail flow-ing, The says beyond?
"And then and then something told me an aberration, I suppose, as my impulses usually are that I had some sort of r-right to see the very first record man had ever got of that upper air, of Space, if if I was go-ing to turn over a couple of hundred thousand dollars, for the pursuit of the sov-er-eign invention." "I I can't believe it," murmured Pem into the stony teeth of the Man Killer.
"Dat Buttsy knows his business, all right!" "We must descend," commanded the professor. "Deflect the planes, Jack. Watch the indicator. Reduce the speed. Let us float down as easily as possible." But, wrestling as the flying machine was with the wind, she could not descend easily. She scaled earthward with fearful velocity. The irrepressible Jack yelled: "Go-ing down!
When I am wound up I do my du-ty by go-ing just as my ma-chin-er-y is made to go. You have no i-de-a how full of ma-chin-er-y I am." "I can guess," said the Scarecrow, looking at the machine man curiously. "Some day I'd like to take you apart and see just how you are made."
So Father Phil gave the rare example of a man acting up to his own theory, and could not resist the demand that came from a pretty mouth. He took the book and read the lines with much feeling, but, with an observance of rhythm so grotesque, that it must be given in his own manner. "What will you do, love, when I am go-ing, With white sail flow-ing, The seas be-yond?
"Mel-lin-ger a-hoy!" The sloop was now on its outward tack; but from it came a clear, answering hail: "Good-bye, Billy . . . go-ing home bye!" The Andador was the sloop's destination. No doubt some passenger with a sailing permit from some up-the-coast point had come down in this sloop to catch the regular fruit steamer on its return trip.
Everybody ought to look where they were going. Ev-ry bo-dy ought to look where they were go-ing, said the pitching tramcar. Ev-ry bo-dy.... Oh, sickening! Jenny looked at her neighbour's paper her refuge. "Striking speech," she read. Whose? What did it matter? Talk, talk.... Why didn't they do something? What were they to do?
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