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"It's beautiful weather for the time o' year," she continued, almost tearfully, "and I have been a-thinking of makin' a call upon you; but I'm short of breath, and Eld is such a creetur he'd rather see a body stop in the house as if it was a prison, than harness the pony and drive me half a mile, to save his life." "Short o' breath!" said Sennacherib. "Thee talkest like one as is short o' breath!
"Ah," said one of the sifters, "poor Jem's always a-fancying something or other good but it never comes." "Didn't I find three cats this morning?" cried Jem, "two on 'em white 'uns! How you go on!" "I meant something quite different from the like o' that," said the other; "I was a-thinking of the rare sights all you three there have had, one time and another."
Here was a great idea; exciting and ennobling. It threw quite a new light upon the position of Leander. He started; his brow seemed to clear. Leander, then, like other eminent men, had duties to perform as well as rights to enjoy; he had a right to fame, but it was also his duty to form and direct public taste. That then was the reason he was brought down to Bellamont Castle; because some of the greatest personages in England, who never had eaten a proper dinner in their lives, would have an opportunity, for the first time, of witnessing art. What could the praise of the Duke of Clanronald, or Lord Hampshire, or Lord Hull, signify to one who had shared the confidence of a Lord Monmouth, and whom Sir Alexander Grant, the first judge in Europe, had declared the only man of genius of the age? Leander erred too in supposing that his achievements had been lost upon the guests at Bellamont. Insensibly his feats had set them a-thinking. They had been like Cossacks in a picture-gallery; but the Clanronalds, the Hampshires, the Hulls, would return to their homes impressed with a great truth, that there is a difference between eating and dining. Was this nothing for Leander to have effected? Was it nothing, by this development of taste, to assist in supporting that aristocratic influence which he wished to cherish, and which can alone encourage art? If anything can save the aristocracy in this levelling age, it is an appreciation of men of genius. Certainly it would have been very gratifying to Leander if his Grace had only sent him a message, or if Lord Montacute had expressed a wish to see him. He had been long musing over some dish
He's been a-thinking of it ever since Christmas night, when I saw you, Master Augustus, and a certain young lady when you came out into the dark passage together." "That's a downright falsehood, Mrs. Baker." "Oh very well. Perhaps I was mistaken. But now, Mr. Graham, if you don't treat our Miss Madeline well " "That's just what I've been telling him," said her brother.
I always fall on my feet like a cat, and have nine lives." "Nine lives come to an end some day," replied Sir Roland, grimly. "On what art thou a-thinking thus busily, Phyllis?" "Your pardon, Mistress Perrote; I was thinking of you." "Not hard to guess, when I saw thine eyes look divers times my ways. What anentis me, my maid?"
The republication of Mr. Arnold's Friendship's Garland after an interval of twenty-seven years may well set us all a-thinking. Here it is, in startling facsimile the white covers, destined too soon to become black, the gilt device, the familiar motto. As we gazed upon it, we found ourselves exclaiming, so vividly did it recall the past: 'It is we, it is we, who have changed.
In August I am taking part of my leave to run up to Scotland, but I can always come to town if I'm needed, or if there's a special inducement. I came up for both the Willoughbys' `At Homes." "Did you?" Claire said feebly, and fell a-thinking. The inference was too plain to be misunderstood. The "special inducement" in this instance had been the hope of meeting herself.
I want to get round to the front of the parson's house." "Zurely, zurely," said the farmer, coming forward and opening the gate. "Be there anything wrong about, Squire?" "I don't know. I think there is. Speak softly. I fancy there are men lying in the churchyard." "I be a-thinking so, too, Squire. Bone'm was a growling just now like the old 'un."
"After the young men had put up the shutters and were gone," he said, returning to the counter, "leaving me as usual to bolt the door, I fell a-thinking. Outside, the street was full of sunlight, but only enough came in to show how gloomy the place was without more of it, and the back of the shop was nearly dark.
First to wash teeth and mouth with orris, then to bathe, half asleep still; and yet again to lie a-thinking in my arm-chair, robed in a banyan, cheeks all suds and nose sniffing the scented water in the chin-basin which I held none too steady; and I said, peevishly, "What a fool a man is to play the fool! Do you hear me, Cato?"
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