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Though somewhat older than when she drew Cæsar to her arms, her charms were still conspicuous; "Age could not wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. Other women cloy The appetite they feed. But she made hungry Where most she satisfied."
"Oh, not always," Fay said reassuringly, "only when he doesn't mind doing it. They've both got very strong wills." "So have I," said Jan. Fay sighed. "It was time you came to keep them in order. I can't." This was evident, for Fay had not attempted to interfere with her daughter beyond saying, "I expect she's hungry, that's why she's so fretty, poor dear."
I think I have been growing rather fast. Your loving niece, MABEL." "P.S. Lots, please, because some of us are very hungry." It was found difficult, but possible, for Mabel to creep along the tunnel in the yew-hedge.
That evening the Kangaroo tried to persuade Dot to eat some grass, but as Dot said she had never eaten grass, it got some roots from a friendly Bandicoot, which the little girl ate because she was hungry; but she thought she wouldn't like to be a Bandicoot always to eat such food. Then in a nice dry cave she nestled into the fur of the gentle Kangaroo, and was so tired that she slept immediately.
We hate change for fear of somehow being spilled off into space. The nonsenseorship of the child mind is splendidly conservative. The baby in the habit of receiving its bottle from its nurse will go hungry rather than take it from its mother or father. Gilbert was wrong. Every child is not born a little radical or a little conservative.
For no one liked him, though some people feared his tongue, and he knew it. Perhaps Guido would take pity on him and give him shelter, for Guido was charitable, but the thought was not pleasant. Never having been hungry since he could remember, Monsieur Leroy thought starvation would be preferable to eating Guido d'Este's bread.
He is sitting on the edge of the table dumb. "Oh! I'm so glad I've left her," says Perpetua, with indeed heartfelt delight in look and tone. "But do you know I'm hungry. You you couldn't let me make you a cup of tea, could you? I'm dreadfully thirsty! What's that in your glass?" "Nothing," says the professor hastily.
He needed, he needed Whatever he needed, he never found his need. A11 through the day and the summer night he wandered, growing hungry but as yet untired, marking the varied traffic of the different streets, the inexplicable businesses of all these infinitesimal beings. In the aggregate it had no other colour than confusion for him....
Shortly after this was done, I received a message from him, to say that they were all hungry, and wanted me to treat them to something to eat. This was refused until they had finished their dance, and much delay took place in consequence.
"No;... what do you want?" she queried, and she added these distressing words, "I can't be sure that you are not insane!" I checked myself involuntarily, and I said: "You don't mean that!" "Indeed, God knows I do! you look so strangely. And the forenoon you followed me after all, you weren't tipsy that time?" "No; but I wasn't hungry then, either; I had just eaten...."
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