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You were long before the news, my lad," he added, with a sort of compassionate air. "Our friend here gave you a rather blunt answer," said the wise man, sagely mischievous, and addressing Paul. "Yes. And I like him for it. My man, will you go a cruise with Paul Jones? You fellows so blunt with the tongue, are apt to be sharp with the steel. Come, my lad, return with me to Brest.
I drew young Howard towards the side of the boat. "What happened?" I asked eagerly. "Did you have trouble?" "Very nearly, I made a slip of the tongue. I called her Mrs. Glendenning." "you called her what?" "I said, 'Mrs. Glendenning, your husband is looking for you. I had come right up behind them, and they hadn't heard me, and of course both were very much startled.
"I don't believe you have ever been in a passion since since the time that little Elsie had that sad fall." "No, I have not been in a rage, but I have said some angry words a few times, and oh as you must remember that I told you some very rebellious and insolent ones to my dear papa not so long ago. Oh dear, I'm afraid my tongue can never be tamed!
In the schoolroom that morning, Robert was called out by the headmistress to her desk, and while she was jotting down in her register particulars as to his age, etc., it happened that Peter Rundell was also on the floor. Robert looked so wonderingly at the white collar and the shining boots, that Rundell, to fill in the blanks and keep himself cheerful, promptly put out his tongue.
I will farther own to you, my lord, that my chief ambition is to please those readers who have discernment enough to prefer Virgil before any other poet in the Latin tongue. Such spirits as he desired to please, such would I choose for my judges, and would stand or fall by them alone.
But, in my opinion, a bitter quality is a drier, and consumes moisture; and therefore a bitter taste is the most unpleasant. For, as Plato says, dryness, being an enemy to moisture, unnaturally contracts the spongy and tender nerves of the tongue. And green ulcers are usually drained by bitter injections. Thus Homer:
Besides," she added, after a slight pause, "Eugenie shall come and dress here; the poor child might get an illness from dressing in her cold room in such weather. Then we will go and wish you a happy New Year beside the fire in the hall." "Ta, ta, ta, ta, what a tongue! a pretty way to begin the new year, Madame Grandet!
Words were her weapons; and she not only trusted in questions, but was armed with stubborn answers. No man could subdue this woman, who could not fight, but who found darts in her tongue instead. Some she would argue down with a flood of impudent words, while others she seemed to entangle in the meshes of her quibbles, and strangle in the noose of her sophistries; so nimble a wit had the woman.
"Oh, dear!" chattered Billie. "Surprised to see me, aren't you?" asked the bear sticking out his tongue. "A little," answered Uncle Wiggily, "but I guess we'd better be getting along Billie. Pick up my top and come along." "Oh, oh! Not so fast!" growled the bear. "I shall want you to stay with me. You'll be going off with me to my den, pretty soon.
And when you speak against hotels, I think you forget that I met your father at Chamounix. You can contribute nothing, dear, at present, and I think you had better hold your tongue. I am going to the kitchen, to speak about the range." She spoke just too much, and the cook said that if she could not give satisfaction she had better leave.
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