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"You will have to improve your manners if you expect to earn your bread. You are not a parlor boarder now. Remember that if you don't please me, and I send you away, you have no home but the street. You can go now." Sara turned away. "Stay," commanded Miss Minchin, "don't you intend to thank me?" Sara turned toward her.
"Oh my father and my sovereign," said he in a voice that trembled with emotion, "my whole life will not be long enough to thank you for what yon are doing for me in this critical hour. Till now I have loved you indeed as my father, but henceforth I must look upon you as my benefactor also, as my dearest and best friend.
Alan, you have made our fortune! Oh, Margaret, Margaret! I must go and tell Ritchie and Mary! This is the first real step to our church and all!" "May I do it?" said Alan, turning to Margaret, as Ethel frantically burst out of the room; "perhaps I should have asked leave?" "I was going to thank you," said Margaret.
Corliss made a gesture of apology. "So you're homesteading the water-hole? Jack wrote to me about it. He didn't say anything about your getting married." "Kind of like his not sayin' anything about your gettin' hitched up, eh? He said he was hearin' from you, but nothin' about Misses Corliss. Please to expect my congratulations, ma'am and you, too, Billy." "Thank you!" said Mrs. Corliss, smiling.
"And for not having meant to say anything, you have planted this knife in my heart!" retorted Stefanone, the veins swelling at his temples. "Thank you. I wish to die, if I forget it. You tell me that this daughter of mine is making love with the Englishman. And then you say that you do not wish to have said anything! May he die, the Englishman, he, and whoever made him, with the whole family!
Well, don't fret about it any more; you shall have some others. I think, though, that we will have some other colour; they aren't very pretty, are they?" "Pretty!" cried Betty; "they are 'trocious. No one else would have worn them. I'll take them off now; shall I, father?" "Hadn't you better wait till you have some others to put on?" "Oh no, thank you. Fanny wouldn't take long getting me some.
But their branches enmeshed the horses' legs, and we came to a harmless standstill among a bower of leaves. I looked at the trustworthy man, and smiled vaguely. He considered me for a moment. "I reckon," said he, "you're feelin' about halfway between 'Oh, Lord! and 'Thank God!" "That's quite it," said I, as he got down on the ground. "Nothing's broke," said he, after a searching examination.
Your cousin Will." "All right, ain't it?" questioned the boy. "Yes," replied Hester. "It's from Will. How did you come by it, Davy?" "John Wheeler gave it to me he's one of the jailers. He said Will was in a sore way about his lass." A frown gathered on Hester's brow. "I'll go to him," she said. "Thank you, Davy the letter's all right."
I've meant every single thing!" "I don't " "Of course you don't!" she said. "Now, Mr. Sheridan, I want you to start the car. Now! Thank you. Slowly, till I finish what I have to say. I have not flirted with you. I have deliberately courted you. One thing more, and then I want you to take me straight home, talking about the weather all the way.
"You came in here a full seven hours ago. Open your window and you'll see the dawn creeping over Paris." "Thank you, but you can open it yourself. I never fool with a European window. I haven't time to master all the mechanism, inside, outside and between, to say nothing of the various layers of curtains, full length, half length and otherwise.
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