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Not indeed that anybody's hand is more delicate than Tolstoy's at certain moments and for certain effects, and a critic is bound to come back to him again in connection with these. But we have seen how, in dealing with his book, one is continually distracted by the question of its subject; the uncertainty of Tolstoy's intention is always getting between the reader and the detail of his method.
They are all superstitious; and as no one ever regarded their fears, now they have no regard for anybody's feelings but their own." "But we are in the middle of the Atlantic, no one knows where. We may drift for days we may starve the Lord only knows what will happen to us!" Agatha, who had been floating, swam a little nearer and laid her hand on Jim's shoulder, until he looked into her face.
He would not have called the Queen his cousin, still, but this time it was from a sense of profound abasement. He didn't think himself good enough for anybody's kinship.
But, remembering what Molly had told him of the care which Sir Thomas took of this particular necklace, and the frequency with which Lady Julia wore it, he did not see how such a substitution could have been effected. There had been no chance of anybody's obtaining access to these stones for the necessary length of time. "By George, I believe you did!" he cried. "You must have!
He could not have declared more clearly by any words that he differed altogether from Mr Robarts, and that as the subject was one so peculiarly his own he had a right to expect that his opinion should be allowed to prevail against that of any other person. "If you come to that, you know, how is anybody's tongue to be stopped?" "That vain tongues cannot be stopped, I am well aware.
"You ought to know I'm sore enough without having you find fault." "Cut it out, fellows," Frank put in peaceably. "It wasn't anybody's fault; just hard luck, that's all." "But what?" Mollie interrupted impatiently. "What happened?" "Well, you see it was like this," began Will, still in a bad temper.
"If Colonel Marten hadn't saved my father's life, I should never have been born," he said. "And you have come to thank me for that?" I said, and I did not mean to be rude. "I was told to, you see," he answered. I looked at him and we both laughed, though I went on laughing long after he had stopped. The idea of me being thanked for anybody's existence was beautifully comic.
Willie reflected, scratching his thin locks. "Sorter looks as if it was time I took a hand, don't it?" "I figger if anybody's goin' to interfere, now's the minute. Bart's got his sails set an' is clearin' port fur good an' all this time, no mistake. 'Twas sure to come sooner or later."
Meanwhile, is there a prettier sight at anybody's windows than the row of healthy, happy faces of our children? Look at that great house, across alley, with not a chick nor child in it. What do you suppose its mistress would give for such a batch of jolly little tackers as ours?"
Saint James!" shouted the men, with their caps pike-high. The Bailiff glowed in his skin. He drew his sword. "Forward!" He gave the word. The entire ardent garrison marched out of the town, and Wanmeeting was left with its women and elders, anybody's capture.
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