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I know Naboth's vineyard is as painted as Noah's Ark. I know Nathan's ewe-lamb is really a woolly baa-lamb on a wooden stand. That is why I could not take them away. I did not mind so much, as long as I thought of men's things as their valuables; but I dare not put a hand upon their vanities. "After a moment I added abruptly, `Only saints and sages ought to be robbed.
To-night and to-morrow morning will not give me more than enough time to pack the cards for the game I must play against the Baron; first and foremost, I must prove to him that the police cannot help him. When our lynx has given up all hope of finding his ewe-lamb, I will undertake to sell her for all she is worth to him " "Sell Esther!" cried Lucien, whose first impulse was always the right one.
I stopped at a case of Wedgwood ware, marked 'Perkins Collection. 'By Jove! I exclaimed, pointing to a vase. 'What a body! He was enchanted by my enthusiasm. 'Funny you should have hit on that, said he. 'Old Daddy Perkins always called it his ewe-lamb. Thus spoken, the name of the greatest authority on Wedgwood ware that Europe has ever known curiously impressed me.
Still, you are silly, for it will not matter to him if he loses his money; but that beautiful mare is your ewe-lamb, and I should be sorry to see you parted from a beast which has done us so good a turn. Well, there it is; perhaps circumstances may yet put an end to this trial; I hope so." "I hope they won't," I answered stubbornly. "I dare say you do, being sore as a galled horse just now.
And now like the story in the Old Testament, the poor relation has one ewe-lamb which is all her joy, and the rich man who has flocks covets the ewe-lamb and steals it without warning, without asking. Adeline has meanly robbed me of my happiness! Adeline! Adeline! I will see you in the mire, and sunk lower than myself! And Hortense I loved her, and she has cheated me. The Baron.
And then is it not the fact that some little amount of shade in the fleece of male sheep is considered, if not absolutely desirable, at any rate quite pardonable? A male sheep with a fleece as white as that of a ewe-lamb, is he not considered to be, among muttons, somewhat insipid? It was of this taste which Pope was conscious when he declared that every woman was at heart a rake.
He would have the magistrate to do like the rich man in the parable, who had exceeding many flocks and herds, and yet did take away the little ewe-lamb from the poor man, who had nothing save that. The brother saith, “Of other governments besides magistracy, I find no institution; of them I do, Rom. xiii. 1, 2.” I am sorry he sought no better, else he had found more.
I shall come to this third sister presently, of whom I make but passing mention here. She was our flower, our pearl, our little ewe-lamb the loveliest and the last and I must not trust myself to linger with her memory now, or I shall lose the thread of my story, and tangle it with digression.
They began to claw up the earth with their nails, and to tear a black ewe-lamb to pieces with their teeth. The blood was poured into a ditch, that thence they might charm out the shades of the dead, ghosts that were to give them answers. There was a woolen effigy too, another of wax: the woolen one larger, which was to inflict punishment on the little one.
Burr, you know that you have taken the very life out of her. You men can have everything, ambition, wealth, power; a thousand ways are open to you: women have nothing but their heart; and when that is gone, all is gone. Mr. Burr, you remember the rich man who had flocks and herds, but nothing would do for him but he must have the one little ewe-lamb which was all his poor neighbor had.
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