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Miss Feely must'a left it on the bed, and it got caught in the clothes, and so got in my sleeve. Miss Ophelia was so angry at such a barefaced lie that she caught Topsy and shook her. 'Don't tell me that again, she said. The shake brought the gloves on the floor from the other sleeve. 'There, said Miss Ophelia, 'will you tell me now you didn't steal the ribbon?
"I am the most unhappy being on the face of the earth," he said, as he wiped away the tears with his ragged sleeve; "but still I will try to do right. Ah, if Nicholas Herman knew how unhappy I am, I am sure he would try to get me away!" He had by this time reached the city limits, and the gardener's cottage, with its high enclosing palisades and espaliers hanging with tempting fruit, was visible.
Well, squire, what do you want?" he demanded, as he turned and found the latter's hand on his sleeve. "I've to thank ye for arriving in the nick o' time to save me from being plundered," said Mr. Meredith, speaking as if he were taking a dose of medicine. "Now can't ye set to and save my outbuildings from taking fire?"
Aunt Cornelia held her piece of blazing light-wood for them while they cut away the sleeve and made ready to bear apart the powerful jaws of the trap. The little Huldy had said never a word. Her small, white face was strained; but it did not bear the marks of shock and of horror that were written on every other countenance there.
He waited for his friend to speak out, and put the same thought roundly into words. Instead, to his surprise, he heard something quite contrary. "Now we know!" said Heywood, in lively satisfaction. "Now we know what the beasts have up their sleeve. That's a comfort. Rather!" He sat thinking, a white figure in the starlight, cross-legged like a Buddha.
He had like to have suffocated himself with this pleasantry, which he repeated at least forty times during tea; polishing his radiant face with the sleeve of his coat, and dabbing his head all over with his pocket-handkerchief, in the intervals.
"I didn't mean anything, Madam, Vassilissa Timofyevna," says he, "don't you think anything of it; don't you be offended, madam," and a lot more like that he wrote.... But I say, she added after a brief silence: 'what's he like? 'He's all right, Onisim responded indifferently. 'Does he get angry? 'He get angry! Not he. Why, do you like him? Vassilissa looked down and giggled in her sleeve.
He smoked the most extraordinary cigarettes made of some kind of manure, apparently. These and his hair made him smell like the very nation. He had a low-cut vest on, which exposed a deal of frayed and broken and unclean shirtfront. Showy studs, of imitation gold they had made black disks on the linen. Oversized sleeve buttons of imitation gold, the copper base showing through.
But although it behoved me to sink down with the rest, I was but little hurt: on the contary, I had a good laugh in my sleeve at the time; and afterwards, many a merry tumbler of toddy with my brethren, when they had recovered from their discomfiture. The story was this:
He was afraid of Peter's answers, but that fear was passing now. In fact, Peter had answered surprisingly well, and his companion was breathing easily, as a man should in a state of mental health. It was not until this moment the German officer examining his passports, the ranker studying the insignia upon his sleeve that Peter met the disaster of the future.
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