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If he liges a class of vine, it iss begause his loaf ingludes efen hiss enemy, as Shakespeare galled it." "Ah, but Shakespeare couldn't have been thinking of champagne," said Kendricks. "I suppose, sir," Colonel Woodburn interposed, with lofty courtesy, "champagne could hardly have been known in his day." "I suppose not, colonel," returned the younger man, deferentially.
"Lige?" she answered, with a soft rising inflection that made the "k" in "like" sound as "g." "I do not know what Americans mean by the word 'Lige. You 'lige' so many people. A Chinese girl 'liges' only a few her parents, her relatives; sometimes she 'liges' her husband, but not always." "Don't like your husband!" exclaimed Bab in surprise. "Why, what do you mean?"
If he liges a class of vine, it iss begause his loaf ingludes efen hiss enemy, as Shakespeare galled it." "Ah, but Shakespeare couldn't have been thinking of champagne," said Kendricks. "I suppose, sir," Colonel Woodburn interposed, with lofty courtesy, "champagne could hardly have been known in his day." "I suppose not, colonel," returned the younger man, deferentially.
Each baron wore at the point of his lance the small square banner with the device and color of his ancestral house and the motto, "Cour, Coin, Justice," which was the privilege of his class, signifying that he was entitled to receive homage and tribute from his vassals his hommes liges and his serfs, and to render judgment upon their minor causes.
If he liges a class of vine, it iss begause his loaf ingludes efen hiss enemy, as Shakespeare galled it." "Ah, but Shakespeare couldn't have been thinking of champagne," said Kendricks. "I suppose, sir," Colonel Woodburn interposed, with lofty courtesy, "champagne could hardly have been known in his day." "I suppose not, colonel," returned the younger man, deferentially.
I reckon he wouldn't hardly be thankful for it, though, eh?" "Ay gass not. Ha liges ta haf hes nights ta hemself." "Well, we had our fun, anyway. Sort of puts me in mind of old Wisconsin, somehow." From far off over the valley, with its dismantled cornfields and snow-covered haystacks, beyond the ice-bound river, floated slow, and sonorous, the mellow clanging of church bells.
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