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As soon as she had persuaded him that there had been no offence, he strove to say with a good grace, that it was very proper, and told Guy he would be a thorough book-worm and tremendous scholar, which Guy took as an excellent joke. Philip had made up his mind to be forbearing, and to say no more about it.
That's the thing I like about it the nerve, the pluck." "A game is never lost until it's won, sir," said Bob sententiously. "That's it, my boy. Stick to that. What did I hear about your plan to go into Parliament? Do you mean it?" "If I have good luck, sir." "A great career, my lad, and you should do well. I am so glad you've given up the idea of being a book-worm.
He declared that the song was original, but Archie, who was a bit of a book-worm, and never neglected taking in the "Monthlies," expressed grave misgivings about having seen something like it applied to a skater in "Scribner's Magazine."
I have nothing to complain of, nothing I could wish altered; could I stay." "And does your father approve of your leaving me thus?" Pisistratus. "Yes, fully." "I see, he would send you to the University, make you a book-worm like himself. Pooh! that will not do; you will never become wholly a man of books, it is not in you.
My scarcity of English denies me the power of doing her justice in that language, but you know the Scottish idiom. She was a bonnie, sweet, sonsie lass. In short, she, altogether unwittingly to herself, initiated me in that delicious passion, which in spite of acid disappointment, gin-house prudence, and book-worm philosophy, I hold to be the first of human joys here below!
But if not, whom would his son select to perform those friendly offices indispensable in polite quarrels? Some half-priest, half-woman? Some spectacled book-worm? He suffered. Still the time dragged painfully, and he began at length to wonder why Mossy did not return.
"Oh, don't sit there like a stodgy old book-worm, reeling off nicely rounded sentences." "I hope it might impress you with the incongruity of addressing me as an infant." Hal looked up from her lowly seat with a mischievous, engaging expression. "You know you really are rather clever in a useless sort of fashion," she informed him. "Thank you," making a bow.
"But he too is odd, we must admit," resumed Louise, "and he had the very same kind of paper we found in the bottle." "And his boat was covered with it," added Grace. "But you really don't think he could be malicious enough to start fires?" asked Julia. "I don't know," replied Grace. "They always say book-worms are queer, and surely he is a book-worm, if there ever was one."
Not only is all muscle culture at the same time brain-building, but a book-worm with soft hands, tender feet, and tough rump from much sitting, or an anemic girl prodigy, "in the morning hectic, in the evening electric," is a monster. Play at its best is only a school of ethics.
The first day he got into the berth when no one was there, and was able to read his Bible without interruption for nearly an hour. He was thinking that it was time to go out lest he should be wanted, when a tall handsome lad entered the berth. "What! young chap!" exclaimed the latter, "are you a book-worm?
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