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I had it painted because it reminded me of my daughter." "By Jove! I thought I knew the face, sir. Is she here?" The frankness of his interest almost disarmed Soames. "She'll be in after tea," he said. "Shall we go round the gallery?" And Soames began that round which never tired him.
By Jove! you fellows, I wonder I didn't kiss her; she had such fine eyes, my favourite nose, a ripping mouth and " "Oh! go on! go on with your story. Never mind her looks," Curtis interrupted, "I've got a touch of indigestion." "As I was saying," Kelson went on complacently, "I could have kissed her and I felt downright mean for upsetting her so.
O Venus, how great is thy power! this fierce giant, the terror of the woods, whom no hapless stranger escaped unharmed, who defied even Jove himself, learned to feel what love was, and, touched with a passion for me, forgot his flocks and his well-stored caverns.
Then he roused himself with an effort. "We've crushed the brutes, haven't we?" "Yes. For the present. The men behaved splendidly. Jove! here comes Norton through the thick of it all. Orders to clear out, most likely. If it's that, I wish to hell it had come five minutes sooner." And Richardson murmured inarticulate assent. Norton carried his message in his face.
If you are a bogus Bunny I don't want you." It was simple, direct, and convincing, and my heart fluttered like the drum-beat's morning call to action the moment I read it. "By Jove!" I cried. "The woman is right, of course. It must be Henriette, and I'll go to her if I have to rob a nickel-in-the-slot machine." It was as of old.
What I object to is the way we are treated by these so-called first-class intellectual actors in London and other great cities. I've seen Hamlet done before a highly cultivated audience, and, by Jove, it made me blush." "Me too," sighed Hamlet.
Seated on a throne of ebon and of ivory, of gold and gems the olive-crown on his head, in his right hand the statue of Victory, in his left; wrought of all metals, the cloud-compelling sceptre, behold the colossal masterpiece of Phidias, the Homeric dream imbodied the majesty of the Olympian Jove!
General Ferrari wants a little information, and he has selected me to go after it. I've got to have a couple of companions." "By Jove, Chester! Here's a chance for us," declared Hal. "We'll go along, and who knows, perhaps we may have a chance to help Uncle John, too." "Good!" agreed Chester. "What do you say, colonel?"
But the times are waking up all who have any wake-up in them, and the exhibition of the latest English cut in coats and trousers is taking on a rather inglorious aspect. How ridiculous it all seems in the light of the last battle! Jove! but I HAVE been young!" He did look young indeed, with his blond mustache and flushed face, that was almost as fair as a girl's.
This morning, however, you will amuse yourself will you not? for I must ride down to San Sebastiano and meet the colonel of carabinieri from Messina." "Certainly. Don't mind me." Martel hesitated an instant, then explained: "It is a matter of business. One of my farm-hands is in prison." "Indeed! What for?" "Oh, it is nothing. He killed a fellow last week." "Jove!
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