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My limited and abstractive art is to be found under every hedge and in every lane, and therefore nobody thinks it worth while picking up. My art flatters nobody by imitation: it courts nobody by smoothness: it tickles nobody by politeness: it is without either fol-de-rol or fiddle-de-dee. How can I hope to be popular?" Ruskin's attack on Whistler is another case in point.

It's a fine thing to lie there and do nothing. You won't get well in a hurry, I guess will you? You look as well as I do this minute. Oh, I always knew you was a sham." "You are very much mistaken," said Ellen, indignantly; "I have been very sick, and I am not at all well yet." "Fiddle-de-dee! it's very nice to think so; I guess you're lazy. How soft and good those pillows do look to be sure.

Alice thought she saw a way out of the difficulty this time. 'If you'll tell me what language "fiddle-de-dee" is, I'll tell you the French for it! she exclaimed triumphantly. But the Red Queen drew herself up rather stiffly, and said 'Queens never make bargains. 'I wish Queens never asked questions, Alice thought to herself. 'Don't let us quarrel, the White Queen said in an anxious tone.

Her father had often tested that spirit before, and had allowed her to dominate, secretly proud that she was truly his own in violence of temper and in determination to have her own way. But just now he was lacking that tolerantly humorous mood which usually gave in to her. "To the devil with your fiddle-de-dee friendship!" he shouted.

To the last detail Wycherley found her, as he phrased it, "mignonne et piquante," and he told her so. Lady Drogheda observed, "Fiddle-de-dee!" Lady Drogheda continued: "Yes, I am a fool, of course, but then I still remember Bessington, and the boy that went mad there "

To which speech her mother, the Dowager Lady Combmartin, replied, with the directness of statement which made her acquaintance so cautious of differing from her: "Touching? Romantic? Fiddle-de-dee! You ought to be ashamed of yourself for thinking so at your age, Dorothy. A bargain's a bargain, and in my opinion the bride has got much the best of it.

"Oh for a live coal, a heifer, and a jar of country wine! I am in the vein for sacrifice, for a superb libation. Well, and why not? We are at Franchard. English pale ale is to be had not classical, indeed, but excellent. Boy, we shall drink ale." "But I thought it was so unwholesome," said Jean-Marie, "and very dear besides." "Fiddle-de-dee!" exclaimed the Doctor gaily. "To the inn!"

Cassilis, my sin has found me out, you see! I am very low, very low; but I hope equally penitent. We must all come to the throne of grace at last, Mr. Cassilis. For my part, I come late indeed; but with unfeigned humility, I trust." "Fiddle-de-dee!" said Northmour roughly. "No, no, dear Northmour!" cried the banker. "You must not say that; you must not try to shake me.

He remembered all about it now, and he laughed so heartily at the recollection, that he dropped the reins, and had to get down to pick them up, which pleased Flora very much. When the reins dropped, the limping horse stood still. "I didn't know it was you, Miss Fiddle-de-dee," he said, as he mounted to his seat, and urged him into a jog again. "How is Deacon Brown?"

"Fiddle-de-dee!" was Miss Betsy's contemptuous answer. "He's no more gizzard than a rabbit. But that's neither here nor there; Mary Potter wants me to go down and help, and go I will!" "Yes, I think thee might as well go down to-morrow morning, though I'm in hopes the young man may be better, if he minds my directions," said the Doctor. "To-morrow mornin'? Why not next week?

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