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"Blessings on ye, for a dear little lady! It's a wonder to see the likes of you. The saints above bless the hand and the fut that wasn't above doing that same! and may ye always have plenty to wait on ye, and the angels of heaven above all!" "Sit down, Mrs. Sullivan," said Daisy. "Do you like coffee?" "Do I like it!
He likes sporting, he likes billiards, he likes his club, and he likes the ladies; but he has just as much intention of turning a huntsman at the one, or a marker at the other, as he has of matrimony. He knows life is a chequered table, and that there could be no game if all the squares were of one colour.
"I'd like you to tell me what you know about the organization." "I see," mused Sinclair. "Is that an order?" he added, chuckling. "That's a request. I'd like to learn as much about the Nationalists as possible." "For what purpose?" Connel paused and then said casually, "A spot check. The Solar Guard likes to keep its eyes open for trouble." "Trouble?" exclaimed Sinclair. "You're not serious!"
It may be the chief or king, there are many instances in which the chief is believed to have power to bring rain, or it may be a separate functionary, medicine-man, sorcerer, diviner, seer, or whatever name be given him. He has more power over spirits than other men have, and is able to make them do what he likes.
'Here's to him, poor fellow! said Kilne; and was deliberately echoed twice. 'Now, it wasn't that, Kilne pursued, pointing to the bottle in the midst of a smacking of lips, 'that wasn't what got him into difficulties. It was expensive luckshries. It was being above his condition. Horses! What's a tradesman got to do with horses? Unless he's retired! Then he's a gentleman, and can do as he likes.
As for our position, I think I don't fool myself. The job at the Foreign Office is easy because there is no real trouble between us, and because Sir Edward Grey is pretty nearly an ideal man to get on with. I think he likes me, too, because, of course, I'm straightforward and frank with him, and he likes the things we stand for.
Smith, simpering; "it is indeed, to tell the lady's secrets.-But never mind him, Miss Biddy, for I won't believe him." "Why, I know Bid would give her ears to go," returned the brother; "but only Mr. Smith likes Miss best,-so does every body else." While the sister gave him a very angry answer, Mr.
'Now you can see for yourself what a poor man can do if he likes! That's what they tell you. There's no need to blame society. "No, the masses themselves are to blame if they aren't all rich men! Good God! They just don't want to be! So they treat you like a fool, and you put up with it and baa after them!
I'll hire a sleigh an' drive ye down to Sam Small's hut. I know that Sam has got one or two sleds and teams of dogs, for, like myself, he's an owld nor'-wester, an' likes to revive owld memories by takin' a trip now an' then in the owld fashion. There's no road av coorse, but dogs ain't like horses; they don't have no need of roads, so that don't matter. I'll git owld Bogus, the Injin, to help.
He looked at the girl as he spoke. Her high color and shining eyes spoke eloquently of her interest in the letter. "Ah," he thought, "I believe she still likes Davie best. I'm sure she does." The preacher had been greatly changed by the events of the past year. He would always be a bit too strict in his views of life, a bit narrow in many things. Nevertheless, he was changed.
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