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Sir, I do know you; And dare, upon the warrant of my art, Commend a dear thing to you. King Lear. At the precise time when the action of our piece commences, a fine and fruitful season was drawing to a close.

Yer loaded an' yehs on'y makes a fool of yerself." As the latter passed out of the door the man turned pathetically to the women. "He don' know I'm goo' f'ler," cried he, dismally. "Never you mind, Pete, dear," said the woman of brilliance and audacity, laying her hand with great affection upon his arm. "Never you mind, old boy! We'll stay by you, dear!"

Hundreds of men have gathered, and they are armed with knives and pistols. Something has made them angry, and the two soldiers are becoming alarmed. Oh, my dear, my dear! misfortune and I have come to you hand in hand!" "It seems to me that you and Felix have saved my life," said Alec quietly. "Now, Beaumanoir, you and I must fortify the position.

"And you you would pass rather a sad quarter-hour with the Red Duke," replied Aramis. "Oh, the Red Duke! Bravo! Bravo! The Red Duke!" cried Porthos, clapping his hands and nodding his head. "The Red Duke is capital. I'll circulate that saying, be assured, my dear fellow. Who says this Aramis is not a wit?

"Oh, no, no, no! do not go away!" she moaned, sobbingly "Have some little pity! Do not leave me, Amadis! Is everything forgotten so soon? Think for a moment what you have said to me! what you have been to me! I thought you loved me, dear! yes, I thought you loved me! you told me so!"

"Oh, isn't this lovely!" cried Kitty Bury, kicking the fine hay before her till it rose in clouds. "Barns are so nice, I think." "Yes, but don't kick that way," said Romaine Smith, choking and sneezing. "Oh dear, I shall smother. Eyebright, please open the window. Quick, I am strangling."

"Dear Maurice," she said, "mamma tells me to write to you, and say that something has happened which has frightened her very much, and that we are in great need of a friend. Will you keep your promise, and come to us?" This was what she showed to her mother. When Mrs. Costello had approved of it, she wrote a few words more. "I want to ask you to forgive me. I don't deserve it, but I am so unhappy.

"You really must do something for this boy Pierce Phillips." Mrs. Cavendish spoke with decision. The newspaper which the colonel was reading was barely six weeks old, therefore he was deeply engrossed in it, and he looked up somewhat absentmindedly. "Yes, yes. Of course, my dear," he murmured. "What does he want now?" "Why, he wants his liberty! He wants this absurd charge against him dismissed!

They saw Mr. Gilman himself enter the hotel. He was very nervous and very important. As soon as he caught sight of Miss Thompkins he said to the door-keeper: "Tell my chauffeur to wait." He was punctiliously attentive to Miss Thompkins, and held her hand for two seconds after he had practically finished with it. "Are you ready, dear?" he said.

Her uncle lives to Boston, and" "Well, she don't, if she says that!" calmly boning his sixth herring. "She does too!" red with excitement; "she was there visiting when she was a baby, and she" "Hush, Molly! Morton, why will you be so tantalizing? Think a minute, dear, and tell me how many weeks there are in a year; then you'll see what Morton means."