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Ah! my dear Madame Junot," he added, giving her ear a delicate pinch, "those were the days when life seemed worth the living when one of a taciturn nature and prone to irritability could find real pleasure in existence. Oh to be unknown again!" And then, Madame Junot's husband having entered the room, the Emperor once more relapsed into a moody silence. But to return to Brienne.

"They may call it October first," said March, "because it's too late to contradict them. But they'd better not call it December first in my presence; I'll let them say January first, at a pinch."

It is only for a few hours, said Martin, dropping wearily into a chair behind the little screen in the bar. 'Our visit has met with no success, my dear Mrs Lupin, and I must go to London. 'Dear, dear! cried the hostess. 'Yes, one foul wind no more makes a winter, than one swallow makes a summer. I'll try it again. Tom Pinch has succeeded. With his advice to guide me, I may do the same.

'If you can only get away with one horse, Simon, take the Cid. It is worth more than most men, and will not fail you at a pinch. As I turned away, I gave him one look to see if he understood. It was not without hesitation that after that look I left him. The lad's face was flushed, he was breathing hard, his eyes seemed to be almost starting from his head.

Mr Tapley suppressed his own inclination to laugh; and with one of his most whimsically-twisted looks, replied: 'You couldn't guess, I suppose, Mr Pinch? 'How is it possible? said Tom. 'I don't know any of your flames, Mark. Except Mrs Lupin, indeed. 'Well, sir! retorted Mr Tapley. 'And supposing it was her!

Mandel had gone to her room to write letters, after beseeching them not to stand there. When Kendricks came, Christine gave Mela a little pinch, equivalent to a little mocking shriek; for, on the ground of his long talk with Mela at Mrs.

If you killed Erris Boyne, he deserved it. He was a bad man, as the world knows. That isn't the point. Now, there's only one kind of quarrel that warrants non-disclosure." "You mean about a woman?" remarked Dyck coldly. The old man took a pinch of snuff nervously. "That's what I mean. Boyne was older than you, and perhaps you cut him out with a woman."

"I once saw a dead body galvanised," observed Mr Phillott: "it was the body of a man who had taken a great deal of snuff during his lifetime, and, as soon as the battery was applied to his spine, the body very gently raised its arm, and put its fingers to its nose, as if it were taking a pinch."

Hey, is it not so?" I nodded assent as well as I could. He paused, with a pinch between finger and thumb, to nod back to me. Though his eyes were now blazing with madness, his demeanour was formally, even affectedly, polite. "My wife never came back: naturally, sir for she was dead."

The word "pipe" is at once too trivial and too big to be applied to this delicate silver tube, which is perfectly straight and at the end of which, in a microscopic receptacle, is placed one pinch of golden tobacco, chopped finer than silken thread. Two puffs, or at most three; it lasts scarcely a few seconds, and the pipe is finished.