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"Have you ever had any experience at this kind of work?" he inquired. She answered that she had not. "Well," said the foreman, scratching his ear meditatively, "we do need a stitcher. We like experienced help, though. We've hardly got time to break people in." He paused and looked away out of the window. "We might, though, put you at finishing," he concluded reflectively.
"I am never up to my elbows, Miss, in making a pudding but one of two things do happen either my nose must needs begin tickling, and I can't live without scratching it, or somebody knocks at the door. Here's Mr. Boldwood wanting to see you, Miss Everdene."
When he had finished he rubbed the place he had been scratching against his master's calf, and settled down again with his chin over the instep of the disturbing boot. And into old Jolyon's mind came a sudden recollection a face he had seen at that opera three weeks ago Irene, the wife of his precious nephew Soames, that man of property!
Disgusted with the selfish heartlessness of society, Joab shambled off and was passing the scratching-post without noticing her. Joab paused, looked at her with his ox-eyes, and gravely marching up, commenced a vigorous scratching against her. "Arabella," said he, "do you think you could love a shaggy-hided beef with black hair? Could you love him for himself alone?"
He was awakened from his reveries by a scratching at the window- pane like that of the point of an ivy leaf, which he knew to be really caused by the tip of his sweetheart-wife's forefinger. He rose and opened the door to admit her, not without astonishment as to how she had been able to get away from her friends.
Things went on nicely for a time; scratching with a pen was as easy as rubbing Aladdin's Lamp; and my blank check-book seemed to be a dictionary of possibilities, in which I could find all the synonymes of happiness, and realize any one of them on the spot. A check came back to me at last with these two words on it, NO FUNDS. My check-book was a volume of waste-paper.
Swearing softly and scratching his head in mystification, the conductor stood in the aisle staring at the ubiquitous babe, when a double cry arose: "Elsmere, where in thunder?" "Hullo, Algy!"
It would have gone hard with the boy that had fired. Clang and clang again. The twelfth call was still ringing in the iron throat of the old bell, high in its steeple, when Harvey shouted, "Now give it to her!" There was a hasty scratching of matches.
It was in the constant shifting of the feet which the table revealed. For the time, at least, the cowardice Standing claimed for himself was entirely swamped. He was stirred by the headlong excitement of battle in a manner that left Bat more than satisfied. Once Bat turned from his contemplation of the piled-up country beyond the valley. It was at the sound of Standing's fiercely scratching pen.
If I had been able to stop my scratching but for a moment, I would have had what the servants call a "good cry" over one little group I laid bare.
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