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Very placidly, and as if lost in thought, he insisted on having the foreyard squared. 'I don't know if there's anybody alive, said Mahon, almost tearfully. 'Surely, he said gently, 'there will be enough left to square the foreyard. "The old chap, it seems, was in his own berth, winding up the chronometers, when the shock sent him spinning.

Polly Grundy, and this inquiry carried out, might cause the lady some little embarrassment, so I've concluded to have the dedication read thus: 'To Willie's father, who sleeps on the western prairie, this useful work is tremblingly, tearfully, yet joyfully dedicated by his relict, Sarah."

A certain memorable event occurred there: when Kherboga ordered the grass to be burned, the bishop saw that the dense smoke was pouring into the faces and eyes of the Franks as they rushed into battle, and he held the holy Lance in front of him, while, with his pious right hand, he made the image of the cross in the face of the rising smoke, tearfully imploring the aid of all-powerful Jesus; then, swifter than speech, his piety sent the round mass of foul smoke right back at those who had sent it.

No horse never stepped out from under me yet. I'll not only ride him, but I'll put a silver dollar in each stirrup and give you a thousand for each one I lose and a thousand for every time I touch leather." Cousin Egbert here began to plead tearfully: "Don't do it, Jeff come on around here. There's a big five-year-old roan around here that will be safe as a church for you. Let that pinto alone.

But a few days before they left Moscow, moved and excited by all that was going on, she called Sonya to her and, instead of reproaching and making demands on her, tearfully implored her to sacrifice herself and repay all that the family had done for her by breaking off her engagement with Nicholas. "I shall not be at peace till you promise me this."

When he gets tired or racked with pain, he just pretends he's a chieftain of the Clan Cameron, living on his estates, and he says he's far happier than if he really were." Miss Arabella smiled almost tearfully. It was the first time in her life she had heard her romantic day-dreaming condoned. "Now I must run, Arabella. Good-by, Polly. Are you good to-day?"

Father Yevmeny, that delightful little old man, sat down by me, and looking tearfully at me kept babbling something like a child. I did not understand what he said, but I know how to understand true feeling. The day did not pass without a hitch, however.

"Ah!" groaned the fat woman, looking tearfully over her double chin, "I see you have heard of it." "Everybody has heard of it," replied Lucian, "and I was one of the first to hear, since I live in Miss Greeb's house, opposite No. 13." "Indeed, sir!" grunted Mrs. Bensusan, stiffening a little at the sound of a rival lodging-house keeper's name. "Then you are Mr.

Now, what can we do to keep him from being murdered?" the boy added, tearfully. "I give it up!" replied Jackson. "All we can do is to give them some signals and tell them to keep away." Jimmie sprang out to one of the guards, who already stood erect, watching the light with his gun in his hand.

Old Grannis still kept silence, still bending forward, with wide eyes, his hands gripping the arms of his chair. Then with the tea-tray still held straight before her, the little dressmaker exclaimed tearfully: "Oh, I didn't mean I didn't mean I didn't know it would seem like this. I only meant to be kind and bring you some tea; and now it seems SO improper. I I I'm SO ashamed!