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Hosmer cast about him for some expedient that might lighten the unpleasantness of the situation, when a happy thought occurred to him. “If you’ll try to bear up, a few yards further, you can dismount at old Morico’s cabin and I’ll hurry back and get the buggy. It can be driven this far anyway: and it’s only a short walk from here through the woods.”
Anna and Yulka showed me three small barrels; one full of dill pickles, one full of chopped pickles, and one full of pickled watermelon rinds. “You would n’t believe, Jim, what it takes to feed them all!” their mother exclaimed. “You ought to see the bread we bake on Wednesdays and Saturdays! It’s no wonder their poor papa can’t get rich, he has to buy so much sugar for us to preserve with.
You especially stated that it was under the pillow, so you must have known it.” “We’ve got it written down,” confirmed Nikolay Parfenovitch. “Nonsense! It’s absurd! I’d no idea it was under the pillow. And perhaps it wasn’t under the pillow at all.... It was just a chance guess that it was under the pillow. What does Smerdyakov say? Have you asked him where it was?
He did, it is true, exclaim, from time to time, “Gentlemen, that’s enough to make an angel out of patience!” Or, “Gentlemen, it’s no good your irritating me.” But even though he exclaimed he still preserved for a time his genially expansive mood. So he told them how Samsonov had made a fool of him two days before.
“Hang it, Welsh—er—the fact is I don’t altogether like the job.” Scruples of any kind always surprised Welsh. “Can’t afford to leave the practice?” he asked with a laugh. “That’s—ah—partly the reason,” replied Twiddel, uncomfortably. “Rot, old man! There’s a girl in the case. Out with it!” “No, it isn’t that. You see it’s the very devil of a responsibility.”
Yet another example of how not to do it: ‘If I’m shabby,’ a despairing wife told me once, ‘he says: “Why can’t you look decent.” When I’m smart, it’s “More new clothes! I
“But where did you get it?” “I took it off my neck, gentlemen, off this very neck ... it was here, round my neck, sewn up in a rag, and I’d had it round my neck a long time, it’s a month since I put it round my neck ... to my shame and disgrace!” “And from whom did you ... appropriate it?” “You mean, ‘steal it’? Speak out plainly now.
Tibbs placed the poker at right angles with the fire shovel, and essayed to speak, but recollected he had nothing to say. ‘The young ladies,’ continued Mrs. T., ‘have kindly volunteered to bring their own piano.’ Tibbs thought of the volunteer story, but did not venture it. A bright thought struck him— ‘It’s very likely—’ said he. ‘Pray don’t lean your head against the paper,’ interrupted Mrs.
So should we have thought had we not seen our copper-faced acquaintance who had in such unmannerly fashion shut the door in our faces. “Come, my lads,” said the lieutenant, “there’s no mistake here; you must leave off drawing rum for your old mother, who wished to take great care of us by locking us in, and go with us, as we want coopers.” “Rum,” said one of the boat’s crew, who had tasted it, “it’s only rum of the fore-hold.
“It’s all over now,” said Twiddel, philosophically, and yet rather nervously—“at least the amusing part of it.” “All the fun, my boy, all the fun. All the dinners and the drinks, and the touching of hats to the aristocratic travellers, and the girls that sighed, and the bowing and scraping. Do you remember the sporting baronet who knew my uncle?
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