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Updated: June 16, 2025


John's mother must have been closely akin to this woman in character. You know my weakness for analyzing everything. You used to say I couldn't smoke a cigar without going into the philosophy of it. I had not spent one evening in the society of Miss St. John before I saw that she was a rara avis. Then her devotion to her invalid father is superb.

A crowing hen was always an object of interest and distinction; she was pointed out to visitors; the owner was proud of her accomplishment, he was naturally likely to preserve her life, and especially if she could lay. A hen that can lay and crow is a 'rara avis'. And it should be parenthetically said here that the hen who can crow and cannot lay is not a good example for woman.

He has lived in that country some fifteen years. Has a good Canadian wife, and a flock of small children. He is a rara avis in that country from the fact that he hates whiskey. He hates it almost as much as he does Colonel Hicks and his Freethinking Club. When I visited the village, for some reason or other Hank took me up, the Scotch blood in him possibly recognising kinship.

And in these matters Liosha was as much overawed by Barbara as was Susan. This, I repeat, was a good sign in Liosha. I don't say that she would have fallen captive to any ordinary child, but Susan being my child was naturally different from the vulgar run of children. She was rarissinia avis in the lands of small girls one of the few points on which Barbara and I are in unclouded agreement.

"You ridiculous grannie," Elizabeth once said to her, for she and Cedric often called her grannie, probably from her careful, loving, old-womanish ways, "do you suppose such a rara avis exists in Earlsfield or Rotherwood? Let me see," ticking off each qualification on her fingers, "young Mrs.

The other division of them, the prigs, are truly not to be endured, for they are but half learned, are ignorant of the world, narrow-minded, pedantic, and overbearing. And now and then you meet with a rara avis who is accomplished and agreeable, a man of the world without licentiousness, of learning without pedantry, and pious without sanctimony; but this is a rara avis'.

I thought that you had some information about it.... H'm... Stavrogin it's quite the opposite, quite.... Avis au lecteur." "Do you mean it? And can it be so?" Lembke articulated mistrustfully. "Yulia Mihailovna told me that from what she heard from Petersburg he is a man acting on some sort of instructions, so to speak...." "I know nothing about it; I know nothing, absolutely nothing. Adieu.

"She needn't ask me to paint anything in her album, for I shan't do her even a pencil sketch!" declared Winnie. "I wish I hadn't given her the rest of my chocolates! I wouldn't have done so if I'd known," said Avis.

"Why, Mona doesn't care for me, and Avis does, or, at least, I think she does." "Do you mean by this," inquired the doctor, "that you have transferred to Avis the personal interest you had in Mona?" "Have you anything to say in disparagement of Avis?" I asked. "Certainly not. I have a high respect for her.

The reader must be reminded that the reverend gentleman referred to was a rara avis, and that between him and the neighbouring clergy there was little sympathyunless the common rallying cry of ‘The Church in Danger!’ was raised as an electioneering dodge.

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