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The rest of the furniture looked like that of a bourgeois household fixed up for Lent, or for a charity dance or for a visit from the priest. A great fire blazed on the hearth. The room was lighted by a very high lamp with a wide shade of pink lace "Stinks of the sacristy!" Durtal was saying to himself at the moment the door opened. Mme.
"Stinks like hell! I say, master, are you sure the bungs are in your casks? The cats have been contributing to the fluid. We must qualify this;" and having poured away one half of the water, which, by the by, was very good, he supplied the vacancy with rum. Then tasting it, he said, "Come, miss puss, this will rouse you out, at any rate."
He walked whistling down the room, flirted and laughed with Hilda. Later on he said to himself: "What was I so impudent to Clara for?" He was rather annoyed with himself, at the same time glad. "Serve her right; she stinks with silent pride," he said to himself angrily. In the afternoon he came down. There was a certain weight on his heart which he wanted to remove.
Be assured that as soon as a man actually becomes an adulterer, heaven is closed to him; and when heaven is closed, God is not acknowledged. Hear the reason; every filthy principle of hell is from adulterers, and it stinks in heaven like putrid mire of the streets."
"My son!" wailed the High Priest. "Where is my son?" "Tell him, Suliman!" "Where I caught thee, thou idol-briber!" snarled the Risaldar's half-brother. "Where? In that den of stinks. Gagged and bound all this while?" "Ha! Gagged and bound and out of mischief where all priests and priests' sons ought to be!" laughed Mahommed Khan. "Farward! Farm twos Ter-r-r-ott!"
He found Holt sitting on the ground looking very wretched and said, wiping his muddy hand on the fellow's face: "There's a plaster for you, Holt. You don't look very pretty, but it may do you good." "Ouch! it stinks!" yelled Holt. "So does your reputation," laughed Jack. "One will act as a counter irritant to the other. And like curses like, you know. That's the new school of medicine.
I have a past that stinks to heaven, as Shakespeare says, and I am an outlaw of the one land which has all my soul and name and heritage. Yes, that is what they have done to me made a convict, an outlaw of me. I may live but not in the British Isles; and if any man kills me, he is not liable to the law.
The corruption of the venal politicians of the nation stinks aloud in the nostrils of all men. It behoves the country to look to this. It is time now that she should do so. The people of the nation are educated and clever. The women are bright and beautiful. Her charity is profuse; her philanthropy is eager and true; her national ambition is noble and honest honest in the cause of civilization.
"Our commissary and quartermaster departments aren't much better, tho," said Foster. "Somebody's getting rich, to judge from the prices we pay and the stuff we get. The meat stinks, and the boots are made with glue instead of stitches and nails." "Then they must have been appointed from civil life," cried Sam.
When he came back to the kitchen, Saxon was already serving him fried potatoes on a clean plate. "Nothin's too good for the Robertses," he said; "but, by God, that sort of truck is too high for my stomach. It's so high it stinks." He glanced at the fried potatoes, the fresh slice of dry bread, and the glass of water she was placing by his plate. "It's all right," she smiled, as he hesitated.
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