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I hated to think that you had to shell out last time, and I have quite made up my mind that you sha'n't do it again." "Well, it cannot be helped; it is no fault of yours; still, of course, it is a nuisance. Thank God that no harm has come to you, that is the principal thing. Now, sit down and go on with your pipe, you young monkey. I did not think you had taken to smoking."
The King was always fond of the sex, and if the old woman had not watched him very narrowly he would have slipped through her fingers in spite of all his devotion. She hated the Dauphine because the latter would not let her treat her like a child, but wished to keep a Court and live as became her rank. This the old woman could not and would not endure.
If it had been in his power to hate any one, Mr. Bingle would have hated his solitary male cousin for that stupendous insult to literature. As it was, he could only pity him for his ignorance, and at the same time blame Uncle Joseph for bringing up his son in such a slip-shod manner.
Yes, I grew wrath and hated him for whose sake I had sinned because his mother bewitched me. Lord-from-the-Sea," here his voice dropped to a whisper, "I am afraid of Urco. Even a god such as I am can be murdered, Lord-from-the-Sea. That is why I will not go to Yucay, for there I might die and none know it, whereas here I still am Inca and a god whom it is sacrilege to touch."
But she tried to shape a murmur of gratitude. "Thank you thank you! I hated to ask...." "I'll write the cheque at once." "No no," she protested, "there's no hurry." But he went back to his room, and she turned again to the toilet-table. Her face was painful to look at still but a light was breaking through its fear. She felt the touch of a narcotic in her veins.
It was just a bit of yellow paper that said: "oh gray day girl don't stay too long the fire is singing your chair is waiting and I have so much to tell you come home and forgive." Nobody had asked Fanny to be a member of the Civic League but she was its most energetic promoter, its most zealous advocate. Never had she had such a cold weather opportunity. Fanny hated cold weather.
Within five minutes every man in camp had been aroused. Each man swore frightfully at being prematurely turned out each man hated the Greasers with all his heart and soul and strength; but each man, as he learned what was the matter, made all possible haste, and fluently cursed all who were slower than himself.
No thought of deception ever entered her mind; she merely hated "Tabitha" with all the strength of her passionate nature; she had found a name that filled her with delight; she had adopted it at first in play, but it had become very real to her, and now as she spoke the words that were so beautiful to her, it seemed as if they belonged to her. "How do you ever remember them all?" asked Carrie.
About which time Nancy had finished crying raging at herself all the time, she hated to cry so and was sitting up straight on the couch looking at the door which Oliver had shut as if by looking it very hard indeed she could make it turn into Oliver. It couldn't end this way. If it did it just meant that all the last year wasn't real hadn't any more part in reality than charity theatricals.
The people, delighted at Marius taking the oath, clapped their hands and applauded, but the nobility were much dejected and hated Marius for his tergiversation.
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