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And suddenly he asked in a whisper: "Did you lock the door as you came in?" She glanced at him, lowered her eyes and whispered: "Yes." A coal-heaver, tired from a night of toil, wanders up through the docks with his shovel across his shoulder; he is black, weary, and athirst; he is going home.
Had any man an emperor or a coal-heaver, it would not have mattered spoken as Patricia had done within the moment, here, within arm's reach of the poor flesh that had been Agatha's, Rudolph Musgrave would have known his duty. But, according to his code, it was not permitted to be discourteous to a woman....
Then he gave his own version of the affair, leaving his brother in doubt as to the exact language that had been used. "He ought to have been a coal-heaver instead of a clergyman," said the Marquis. "Of course he would be angry," said Lord George.
"I wish to God I hadn't to work at all," said he. "I hate it! I'd sooner be a coal-heaver." "Bosh!" said I. "I know that you're an essentially idle beggar; but you're as proud as Punch of your fame and success and all that it means to you." "What does it mean after all?" "If you talk in that pessimistic way," I said, "you'll make me cry. Don't. It means every blessed thing in the world to you.
For some reason he had much influence with the President, who later appointed him Chief Justice of the United States; but the Senatorial gorge, indelicate as it had proved, rose at this, as the easy-shaving barber's did at the coal-heaver, and rejected him. Weeks elapsed, during which I felt hopeful from the earnestness manifested in my mission by the President and several of his Cabinet.
as a coal-heaver in winter; and though this more honorable and useful occupation is doubtless open to him the whole year round, yet he does not devote himself to it, but prefers with the expanding spring to lay aside his grimy basket, and, shouldering his organ, to quit the dismal wharves and carts and cellars, and to wander forth into the suburbs, with his lazy, soft-eyed boy at his heels, who does nothing with his tambourine but take up a collection, and who, meeting me the other day in a chance passage of Ferry Street, knew me, and gave me so much of his father's personal history.
But Handel had other associates, and we must now visit Thomas Britton, the musical coal-heaver. "There goes the famous small-coal man, a lover of learning, a musician, and a companion of gentlemen." So the folks used to say as Thomas Britton, the coal-heaver of Clerkenwell Green, paced up and down the neighboring streets with his sack of small coal on his back, destined for one of his customers.
Lenoir expectorated on the floor, crossed his dark hairy arms over the table, and said quietly: "Real patriotism, as the true Jacobin understands it, makes the proofs it wants and leaves nothing to chance." A chorus of hoarse murmurs of "Vive la Liberte!" greeted this harangue of the burly coal-heaver.
A number of people had gathered round a coal-heaver, who was belaboring a lamp-post with the toes of his wooden shoes, at the same time using abusive language. He had run against it and had a bruise on his forehead. People were amusing themselves at his expense. As the light from the lamp fell upon the coal-blackened face of the drunken man, Pelle recognized him. It was Merry Jacob.
I said I might in the interests of science and justice not otherwise. "Well, your face is sufficiently dirty," he commented, "so that with the overalls you don't look very much as you did the first time you went in. I don't think they will recognize you. Do I look pretty good?" "You look like a coal-heaver out of a job," I said. "I can scarcely restrain my admiration." "All right.
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