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"Gentlefolk or not," said Sam decisively, spreading a slice of toast with jam, "I tell you you'd better draw off, ma and Jim must chuck up the class. I'm not going to have her mixing with them." "But the child's 'eart would break, Sam, if " "Let it break. She cares no more about shorthand than she does about county courts. It's all part of her craze to tack herself on that lot.
He leant towards her, speaking in an undertone, trying to stare her down. "Do you mean me, Mademoiselle?" "And why not, Monsieur le docteur? Would it be so strange? You say you love nobody. But it seems you love ze poor fat Moretti terribly, terribly, no doubt, so that you almost break your small 'eart for 'er. And per'aps someone else too.
"Oh God," he prayed, his voice now shrill and quivering and just out of tune, so that it jarred every nerve in Maggie's body, "Thou seest what we are, miserable sinners not worthy of Thy care or goodness, sunk deep in the mire of evil living and evil 'abits, nevertheless, oh God, we, knowing Thy loving 'eart towards Thy sinful servants, do pray Thee that Thou wilt give us Thy blessing before we leave this Thy 'ouse this night; a new contrite 'eart is what we beg of Thee, that we may go out into this evil world taught by Thee to search out our ways and improve our thoughts, caring for nothing but Thee, following in Thy footsteps and making ready for Thy immediate Coming, which will be in Thine own good time and according to Thy will."
"Judgin' from 'is manners an' kind 'eart 'e might be princes," said the slavey, drawing in her breath exactly as she would if sucking a ripe orange. "An' 'is darter might be princesses!" exclaimed the landlady with a sniff. Quite plainly she did not approve of the seclusion in which Herr Kreutzer kept his daughter.
An', 'ere, lets 'ave a fag. Wot with that there news and my bad 'eart for war...." Nothing is left to chance in the offensive movements undertaken by that unparalleled fighting mechanism disposed of in two words: British Army. In following out the general scheme of perfecting every minor detail, the Cambrai attack had more than its share of elaborate preparation.
"Oh, would he?" cried Rosemary, a bright colour flaming on her little soft cheeks. "Yes; and what's more," went on her hostess, warming to the subject, "you'd know 'im, the hinstant you clapped heyes on his fice, by 'eaven-sent hinstinct." "What's 'eaven-sent hinstinct?" demanded Rosemary. "The feelin' you 'ave in your 'eart for a father, wot's planted there by Providence," explained Jane.
"Collapses in dat region is wuss, a long way, dan 'splosion of the eart'!" Meanwhile, Nigel and the hermit went to examine the passage leading to the observatory. The eruption had evidently done nothing to it, for, having passed upwards without difficulty, they finally emerged upon the narrow ledge. The scene that burst upon their astonished gaze here was awful in the extreme.
I find that the image which I did suppose had been eradicated from my 'eart is NOT eradicated. Its influence over me is still tremenjous, and yielding to it, I am willing to overlook the circumstances over which none of us have had any control and to renew those proposals to Miss Summerson which I had the honour to make at a former period.
"'Owever can ye find it i' your 'eart but I'll waste no more time on you." She clambered on, and soon was flying down the slope on the farther side. How long she ran she could not tell it seemed to her a century since she had left the shore behind.
'Well, 'e knows that I know, she interrupted. I stared. 'What do you mean? 'You see, me bein' in the room when 'e was a-kissin' of your fotograft, 'e looks up an' sees me afore I could get away, quiet, like. "Good lor', Elizabeth," 'e breaks out, "you don't mean to tell me that you sor everything, that you 'eard my 'eart strings burstin' in a manner of speakin'."
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