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As this was unanswerable, Priscilla returned to her frogs, and Patty drummed gloomily on the window-pane until a maid appeared with a card. "A caller?" cried Patty. "A missionary! A rescuer! A deliverer! Heaven send it's for me!" "Miss Pond," said Sadie, laying the card on the table. Patty pounced upon it. "'Mr. Frederick K. Stanthrope. Who's he, Pris?" Priscilla wrinkled up her brows.
L.C.J. Go on, go on, in God's name: but give us nothing that is impertinent. Att. Indeed, my lord, I will keep to my matter. L.C.J. Ay, I remember it in my own country, in Shropshire. What ails you, man? staring like a player that sees a ghost! Pris. My lord, I was amazed at hearing such trivial, foolish things as they bring against me.
"Well, there are Diana and Fred and little Fred and Small Anne Cordelia and Jane Andrews. I wish I could have Miss Stacey and Aunt Jamesina and Priscilla and Stella. But Stella is in Vancouver, and Pris is in Japan, and Miss Stacey is married in California, and Aunt Jamesina has gone to India to explore her daughter's mission field, in spite of her horror of snakes.
Pris was walking backward and forward in front of his desk, smoking his pipe with the picture of the king on it, and with the newspaper sticking out of his pocket. "To your places!" he shouted, striking his desk with the cane. "Is there any news?" asked a boy, when they had taken their places. Fris sometimes read aloud the Shipping News to them. "I don't know," answered Fris crossly.
You are taking a wife," Varvara Petrovna hissed malignantly. "Oui, j'ai pris un mot pour un autre. Mais c'est egal." He gazed at her with a hopeless air. "I see that e'est egal," she muttered contemptuously through her teeth. "Good heavens! Why he's going to faint. Nastasya, Nastasya, water!" But water was not needed. He came to himself. Varvara Petrovna took up her umbrella.
Laurent Brulard, concerning whose fate much discussion arose, was strangled par beaucoup de considerations et par une suite du parti qu'on avrait pris de mettre a mort tons ceux qui etaient impliques dans cette affaire.
When mamma and I sit down to what we call dinner, I always feel that there is a grace hovering in the air different to that which she says." "And what is it, Pris?" "Pray, God, don't quite starve us, and let everybody else have indigestion. We don't say it out loud, but there it is; and the spirit of it might damp the orange blossoms." She went of course, and the orange blossoms were not damped.
Faire reproche, certes yeu voli. Non; Mais souis dos hivers prez." Or, as it may be rendered in modern French: "Or sachent bien, mes hommes, mes barons, Anglais, Normands, Poitevins, Gascons, Que je n'ai point si pauvre compagnon Que pour argent, je le laisse en prison. Faire reproche, certes, je ne le veux. Non; Mais suis deux hivers pris."
"Why, Jack, of course, dear old cousin Jack. Nobody else ever thinks of me, or cares whether I have a bit of pleasure now and then. Isn't he kind? Mayn't I go? and, O Pris, what shall I wear?" Kitty paused suddenly, as if the last all-important question had a solemnizing effect upon both mind and body.
The larger number grow wild, and the rest are planted in a careless, irregular manner about their villages. Les terres possedees par les Malais, sont en general de tres bonne qualite. La nature semble avoir pris plaisir d'y placer ses plus excellentes productions.
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