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Updated: May 31, 2025
At a distance it is very like the nineteenth century type; the same bright light, the same pleasant deglutition, the same hum of conversation; but, approaching, you discover each diner has a little drum-shaped body under his chin his phonograph. So he dines and babbles at his ease. In the smoking-room he substitutes his anecdote record.
Why, I am only a pebble on a shore like yours, a little unknown slip of a girl who babbles, and babbles in vain." She got to her feet now. "Oh, but believe me, believe me," she said, with sweet and sudden earnestness, "I am prouder than I can say that you will let me be a friend of yours! I like men who have done things, who do things. My grandfather did big, world-wide things, and "
He drops the talisman, he is back in common life again the dancing baby in the arms of the bobbing nurse babbles a welcome. Alfred looks up for a while at his uncle in the white trousers, and then instantly proposes that Clive should make him some drawings; and is on his knees at the next moment.
At Horner village the road winds round to Luccombe, but a broad path follows the course of the Horner and leads up through the woods. The scenery is comparable with that of the E. Lynn. It is a delightful combination of wood, mountain, and rill, and is everywhere full of charm. The Horner Water descends from the moors and babbles its way through the valley to the sea.
It was the edge of the bush, and all around was the stir of the army getting ready for the road. You know how a native babbles and chatters over any work he has to do. It says much for Laputa's iron hand that now everything was done in silence. I heard the nickering of horses and the jolt of carts as they turned from the bush into the path.
So it couldn't have been my thought projected, because I had never imagined. He was evidently engrossed by his own reflections. His eyes had an inward expression. His voice died in a murmur, almost like the murmur of one who babbles in sleep. "Never had imagined what?" said Uniacke, sharply. "Oh, forgive me. I cannot understand it.
"You didn't tell me to head them by the little gulch," babbles Algernon. This is just the utterly fool reply that upsets your artificial and elaborate courtesy. You probably foam at the mouth, and dance on your hat, and shriek wild imploring imprecations to the astonished hills.
'And pore upon the brook that babbles by. "But I don't want you to paint me," rebelled the boy. "Goodness! Why not?" For a moment or two Arthur Miles faced the question almost sullenly. "I don't want my likeness taken," he explained at length. "My young friend," the artist cheerfully assured him, "if that's your trouble, dismiss it. I can't paint a likeness for nuts." "You are sure?"
He tosses from side to side, babbles, and, at last, unable to endure his excitement, begins crying. "You are feverish," says mamma, putting her open hand on his forehead. "What can have caused it? "Stove!" wails Grisha. "Go away, stove!" "He must have eaten too much . . ." mamma decides.
But Mahommed Ramadan Saggara babbles yet of the time when, for one day, David threw away his shovel hat; and Abdul Huseyn, the jeweller, tells how, on the same day, the Sitt that is, Hope bought of him a ring of turquoises and put it on her finger with a curious smile.
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