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De la Tour, a bottle of right Burgundy; Mr. Jones and I have business, and he hath travelled far." In a trice there was a chicken, a bottle, a set of knives and forks, a white cloth, and a hungry oaf that did eat and swear! One bottle followed another. By the third Mr. Jones embraced me, saying that never had a man been more belied than I; that it was Lord Fellamar, not I, was the villain.
Could it be possible that Madame Max Goesler's ears were so sharp that she had heard the things which Lord Fawn had said of her? "He is a well-informed man," said Phineas. "For a lord, you mean," said Madame Max Goesler. "But he is an oaf, is he not? And yet they say he is to marry that girl." "I do not think he will," said Phineas, stoutly.
Since those days the house had been bolstered up in a feeble corner, considerably repartitioned and newly plastered inside, amplified by a kitchen and added to by a side-porch but, save for where some jovial oaf had roofed the new kitchen with red tin, Colonial it defiantly remained.
And no fool either carried just enough money to get him a bit to eat and a pint, when he wanted them while there was that great oaf Jem Simcoe lying with his broken head which he was fool enough to trust within reach of such a man's cudgel. "Sarve him right," said Mr. Wormit. If Jem had known what Mr.
"Odd's fish, and this is thine oaf; oaf, callest thou it, when it has brought unspeakable joy to thy King? Not so, 'tis an issue that outshines in weight, point of beauty and actual worth that bouncing youngster of Ellswold's." "But, oh! King, I counted not upon the exigencies of thy love.
Tum an' take Too-tums. Waw! Waw! Waw!" After all her hurt pride and sorrow, Nan would have called up a laugh at this. But Tom, who was drinking at the water bucket, wheeled with the full dipper and threw the contents into Rafe's face. That broke off the teasing cousin's voice for a moment; but Rafe came up, sputtering and mad. "Say! You big oaf!" he shouted. "What you trying to do?"
The prisoners looked horribly frightened, having never seen a white man before, and they thought they would be eaten: so Constable Yaidi told me. The man was a stupid looking oaf, and seemed too dazed to speak. The woman, however, if she had been washed, would have been quite good-looking. She had rather the European type of features, and was quite talkative.
She had made up her mind that he should be nothing to her, nothing beyond a dear cousin; nevertheless, her eye had watched him during the whole hour of dinner, and, not knowing that it was so, she had waited for his coming to them in the evening. Heavens and earth! what an oaf was that young Thoresby as the two stood together near the door!
"Oh, a lad about town who lodges above and does odd jobs for me, brushes my coat, cleans my shoes, and after his day's work goes an errand now and then. Make yourself scarce, Beck! Anatomy, vanish!" Beck grinned, nodded, pulled hard at a flake of his hair, and closed the door. "One of your brotherhood, that?" asked Jason, carelessly. "He, oaf?
Can't you be a bit unconventional and go out with me to the band concert in the park?" He remembered that she went about with the oaf. Lena hesitated. She realized that this call was a crucial affair to her, though his long delay in coming proved it to be a casual matter to Mr. Percival. She must make no mistake.
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