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But the figure that is like you will remain lifeless in the bed, and will be duly buried. Then your people, believing you to be dead, will never look for you, and you will always remain here. However, as this distresses you so, I will give you some advice. Can you dance?" "Yes," said Amelia; "I did attend pretty well to my dancing lessons. I was considered rather clever about it."
"You see, I hope, my dear father," said she, "that I am curing myself of that morbid sensibility, that excessive susceptibility to the opinion of others, with which you used to reproach me. I have had some good lessons, and you have had some good trials of me, since we came to England."
Peter's philosophy of standing it in silence and hitting back if he were himself attacked was scarcely satisfactory in Beech's case, and, again and again, his attention would be dragged away from his book to that other room where some small boys were learning lessons in life.
Perhaps," he continued, closing his eyes dreamily, "there is not a man here who does not recall the happy days of his boyhood, the rustic village spire, the lessons shared with some artless village maiden, with whom he later sauntered, hand in hand, through the woods, as the simple rhyme rose upon their lips, 'Always make it a point to have it a rule, Never to be late at the Sabbath-school.
"And what are you going to do?" "Oh, I get work enough on the docks to pay for Mizza's lessons " "Lessons?" "Yes she's learning sewin' and readin' from the nuns, and as soon as she's baptized we're going to be married regular." "Oh!" A sigh of relief escaped me. "Then you'll not need Rebecca for six months or so?" "No; but you'll ask her?" pleaded Jack. "If I'm here."
I rose and walked through the room. My Emily's spinnet stood at the end of it, open, with a book of music folded down at some of my favourite lessons. I touched the keys; there was a vibration in the sound that froze my blood; I looked around, and methought the family pictures on the walls gazed on me with compassion in their faces.
During the first weeks I constantly attended these lessons in my tutor's room; but as they appeared equally devoid of profit and pleasure I was once tempted to try the experiment of a formal apology. The apology was accepted with a smile.
There is a useful volume by my old friend and former colleague the late Prebendary Humphry; but the volume which I most earnestly desire to name is the volume already mentioned, and entitled "Some Lessons of the Revised Version of the New Testament," by the late Bishop of Durham.
"Is Athens in Holland, Mother?" asked Gretel. "I don't know, child. Probably it is." "Oh, no, Mother," said Hans respectfully. "I had that in my geography lessons long ago. Athens is in Greece." "Well," resumed the mother, "what matter? Greece may belong to the king, for aught we know. Anyhow, this rich merchant sent his sons to Athens.
The boy proffered a mark, the German equivalent for the American quarter, and sought vainly through the misty memories of his lessons for the German equivalent of "Size me up for a chump?" The waiter had friends and fellow-conspirators, the boy had none, and when a grab was made for his portemonnaie he backed against the stone wall and whipped out his pygmy six-shooter.
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