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Sir Robert, when your own daughter hangs upon your arm, or looks with her innocent eyes into your face, how do you feel?" Sir Robert Cecil had been too well schooled in Puritanism to suffer the emotions of his mind to affect his features. He did not reply to the question, but skilfully turning the conversation, brought the intruder back to his old subject.
Before doing so I had made the final decision; I had crossed the Rubicon; I had looked the ground over, and had my plans well matured. The next morning, after the day's work had commenced, and the warden had come down to his office, I asked permission of my officer to see Captain Smith. The officer wanted to know what my business was with the warden. My reply was, "Official and strictly private."
"As you please, sir. But how shall I sufficiently thank you?" Mr. Minford was about to protest against this extraordinary method of thanking a benefactor, when a rap was heard at the door. In reply to the invitation, "Come in," a tall boy opened the door, and started back on seeing a stranger. "Do come in, Bog," said Mr. Minford. "I have good news to tell you. This is a friend of ours, Mr.
Morse more impulsively exclaims in his reply: "Is it possible that there are men who hold up their heads in civilized society who can unblushingly take the position which the so-called California State Telegraph Company has deliberately taken? "Accept the proposition?
The Sister, nay, even the abbess, wished to learn what she meant by the wicked witch whom she had mentioned with such terrible curses during the ravings of the fever, but she made no reply. In fact, she said very little, and her nurses thought her a reserved creature with an obdurate nature; for she obstinately rejected the consolations of religion.
A general surprise was pictured in the faces of all present but the poor queen was so overcome by this unexpected happiness, she had no power to reply, she bowed silently. The king frowned and turned from her. Hope was her motto.
Ardsley, who had become his chief adviser. When Thyrsis went to see him, Mr. Ardsley drew out an envelope from his desk, and took from it the opinion of his reader. "'What in the world is the matter with this boy?" he read. "That's the opening sentence." And then he fixed his eyes upon the boy. "What in the world is the matter?" he asked. Thyrsis sat silent; there was no reply he could make.
"The man within me walks no longer with a hanging head." "And what will thee do with thy freedom?" The Highlander made no immediate reply, but, chin in hand, studied the drifts of leaves and the slow-moving water. "I am free," he said at last. "I wear to-day the dress of a gentleman.
Washington's replies to the numerous addresses of societies and public meetings which had greeted his entrance to office eight years before breathed a spirit of toleration. It was his eminent desire, as he said in one reply, to have every association and community make such use of the auspicious years of peace, liberty, and free inquiry, as they should hereafter rejoice in having done.
To this I riposted: On consulting engagement book find impossible come Brinkley Court. Deeply regret. Toodle-oo. Bertie. Hers in reply stuck a sinister note: Oh, so it's like that, is it? You and your engagement book, indeed. Deeply regret my foot. Let me tell you, my lad, that you will regret it a jolly sight more deeply if you don't come down.
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