United States or Myanmar ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
You must know, Mr. Harrington, she's very fond of managing; I can see that, though I haven't known her long before she gave up short frocks; and she said to Mr. Laxley, who's going to marry her some day, "She didn't like my lady, the Countess, taking Mr. Harry to herself like that." I can't a-bear to speak his name, but I suppose he's not a bit more selfish than the rest of men. So Mr.
"I have left my uncle's house for good and all, Dan, and there are no more suppers in it for me." "I was afeard so! I was afeard so, Mister Rod," exclaimed the boy with a real distress in his voice, "an' to tell the truth that's why I came after you. I couldn't a-bear to have you go without saying good-by, and I thought maybe, perhaps, you'd let me go along with you. Please do, Mister Rod.
"He rumpled Bill Chambers's 'air for 'im as he passed a thing Bill never can a-bear and gave Henery Walker, wot was drinking beer, a smack on the back wot nearly ruined 'im for life. "Some of 'em went and told Mr. Bunnett some more things about Bob next day, but they might as well ha' saved their breath.
'Well, ma'am, for one thing, I didn't know as you'd bring a bird with you. It was a pet bird belonging to Madge. 'But what harm does the bird do? It gives no trouble; my daughter attends to it. 'Yes, ma'am, but it worrits my Joseph the cat, I mean. I found him the other mornin' on the table eyin' it, and I can't a-bear to see him urritated.
I went in there and says: "Miss Mary Jane, you can't a-bear to see people in trouble, and I can't most always. Tell me about it." So she done it. And it was the niggers I just expected it.
Weller's easy manners and conversational powers had such irresistible influence with his new friends, that before the dinner was half over, they were on a footing of perfect intimacy, and in possession of a full account of the delinquency of Job Trotter. 'I never could a-bear that Job, said Mary. 'No more you never ought to, my dear, replied Mr. Weller. 'Why not? inquired Mary.
There was a knock at the door, and he started. It was Mrs. Carter. "Come," she said as he went out, "you have been here long enough. Poor dear man! there, there of course it's hard to bear poor dear man!" and the good creature put her hand affectionately on his shoulder. "I don't know how it is," she continued, wiping her eyes with her apron, "I can't a-bear to see a man cry. It always upsets me.
"He rumpled Bill Chambers's 'air for 'im as he passed a thing Bill never can a-bear and gave Henery Walker, wot was drinking beer, a smack on the back wot nearly ruined 'im for life. "Some of 'em went and told Mr. Bunnett some more things about Bob next day, but they might as well ha' saved their breath.
"Don't ask me wot I've seen," he said, to Ali's inquiries, "I can't a-bear to think on it. God help me! I wish I could wipe it out of me brain intirely. Come along, let's finish our business, an' git out o' this cursed place."
"No, no, to be sure," said she, a little confused, "but I can't a-bear to have madam left alone for a day even." She pressed my hand hard, and, "Oh, Miss Hartley," says she, "be good to your mistress, as you're a Christian woman." And with that she hurried away, and left me staring. A moment later Agnes called me to Mrs. Brympton. Hearing Mr.
Word Of The Day