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"It's what we call a man's ring. This is the kind women usually wear." He held up a thin platinum band of delicate workmanship which Allegheny examined with frank disdain. "Pshaw! I'd bust that the first time I hoed a row of 'taters," she declared. "I got to have things stout, for me."
"I thought so till I knew you, Miss Stackpole," Ralph answered; "and then I suddenly changed my mind." "Oh pshaw!" Henrietta groaned. "Then it seemed to me," said Ralph, "that I was not good enough." "It would improve you. Besides, it's your duty." "Ah," cried the young man, "one has so many duties! Is that a duty too?" "Of course it is did you never know that before?
He was going to melt them up the vessels that Christian priests had blessed and held sacred!" "That was no disgrace for him, father; but it is far different with the emperor, who has desecrated the things which are esteemed holy in his own curch. The emperor is not likely to win the affections of his people by acts like these." "Pshaw!
He could write it out in his kind of Dutch, and we could get Lindau to translate it." "I guess not," said March, dryly. "Why not? He'd do it for the cause, wouldn't he? Suppose you put it up on him the next time you see him." "I don't see Lindau any more," said March. He added, "I guess he's renounced me along with Mr. Dryfoos's money." "Pshaw! You don't mean he hasn't been round since?"
Every time he smiled she made a courtesy, and every time she left the room Maurice nudged Fitzgerald. "Smile, confound you, smile!" he whispered. "There's never a maid but has her store of gossip, and gossip is information." "Pshaw!" said Fitzgerald, helping himself to cold ham and chicken. "Wine, Messieurs?" asked the maid. "Ah, then Madame offers the cellars?" said Maurice. "Yes, Messieurs.
But such a blessing as Laura Dunbar's love is not for me. I have spoken to her, and " "She has rejected you?" "She has." "Pshaw! girls of her age are as changeable as the winds of heaven. Do not despair, Mr. Lovell; and as far as my consent goes, you may have it to-morrow, if you like. You are young, good-looking, clever, agreeable: what more, in the name of feminine frivolity, can a girl want?
I reckon he's like a hundred others; too lazy to go to work, he goes to preaching, and learns in the first sermon to beg hard for the missionaries. I'll lick him, Bill, to a certainty, if he gives me the littlest end of an opportunity." "Pshaw, Ned, don't think of such a thing. You are quite too fond of licking people." "Deuse a bit. It does 'em good.
"Pshaw, man!" replied Lambourne, on whom his last draught, joined to repeated visitations of the pitcher upon former occasions, began to make some innovation, "thou speakest thou knowest not what about spirits. No one knows justly what to say about them; and, in short, least said may in that matter be soonest amended. Some men believe in one thing, some in another it is all matter of fancy.
"Indeed it must!" said Miss Josey, who was only confirmed in the determination by the supposed difficulty. "I do not see how it can," repeated Susy. "You cannot go there, of course, without being seen, and I do not know of any way to get her here." "But that is the thing," persisted Josephine. "She must be got here, in some way or another. Pshaw!
But are you in earnest?" "I am that. Why, we live on the very fat of the land." "Pshaw! you must be joking. Whoever heard of the fat of the land being found in a boarding house. They can't afford it." "I don't care, myself, whether they can afford it or not. But we do live elegantly. I wouldn't ask to sit down to a better table." "What kind of a room have you? and what kind of a bed?"
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