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He was a more conscientious borrower, however, than most of his class are, for he had a case made for these books, kept them carefully locked up, and carried the key in his pocket. This put the owner to some trouble occasionally when he wanted to consult his books. In one instance he begged Mr. Mill to leave the key when the latter was going out of town.
And of course they are more than fifty times as valuable. D'Arcy turned round to see what we were talking about, when he saw the cross in my hand, and an expression of something like awe came over his face. 'The Moonlight Cross of the Gnostics! he exclaimed. 'You carry this about in your breast pocket? Put it away, put it away! The thing seems to be alive.
Well, she had succeeded for them surely, she had made other people happy; and out of her labors for those others she had won the supreme happiness for herself. But it was after Delancy had left them that Hamilton reached into the inner pocket of his waistcoat, and plucked forth a little packet of tissue paper, which he unrolled with a touch that was half-caressing.
You see, sir, I keep the money I take for the pencils in the left pocket, and the money that is given to me I keep in the right pocket. In this way I know if my accounts are right when I make them up in the evening." Now where, in what lonely room does he sit making up his accounts? but, not wishing to seem inquisitorial, I turned the conversation. "I suppose you know some of the passers-by."
If you were seventy-five years old and had never set foot on the cars in your life you'd be nervous too, and you can't be sure that everything will be all right. You never know what sort of people you'll meet on the train. I may get on the wrong train or lose my ticket or get carried past Green Village or get my pocket picked. Well, no, I won't do that, for not one cent will I carry with me.
Three weeks I carried this card in my pocket, without making an effort to see this lady; but at last I was led to do so. This was God's way of giving me my excellent wife. A. N. Groves, afterwards my brother-in-law, had preached once a month, before he went out as a Missionary to Bagdad.
Accordingly, about half-past nine, I put the book into my pocket, and strolled leisurely toward the haunted house. I took with me a favorite dog: an exceedingly sharp, bold, and vigilant bull terrier, a dog fond of prowling about strange, ghostly corners and passages at night in search of rats; a dog of dogs for a ghost. I reached the house, knocked, and my servant opened with a cheerful smile.
That's all right when a man works for me when a man in the other pocket, I reckon when a man why, where the mischief as that portmonnaie! when a well now that's odd Oh, now I remember, must have left it at the bank; and b'George I've left my check-book, too Polly says I ought to have a nurse well, no matter. Let me have a dime, Washington, if you've got ah, thanks.
But to have left off with as much money in his pocket as he began with, would have been felicity, compared with the bitter consciousness of folly, the stinging vexation and regret, which came with his misfortunes.
Collingwood made no remarks for the moment. He was wondering whether or not to tell what Jabey Naylor had told him about this paper taken from the linen pocket inside the History of Barford. But Mrs. Mallathorpe's ready explanation had given him a new idea, and he rose from his chair. "Thank you," he said. "I suppose that's it.