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"Perhaps it was; for perhaps he calls red orange, as you call it amber," answered the redder Beet; "anyhow he has rather more sense than our neighbour here, with his layer upon layer, and coat over coat, and flaky skin over all. Think of wasting time in such fiddle-faddle proceedings! Grow a good honest fleshy substance, and have done with it, and let people see you know what life is capable of.
The piece was translated by Lord Fiddle-faddle, Tom Bulbul being the Don Alonzo; and Mrs. You know how well he loves you, and you wonder To see Alonzo suffer, Cunegunda? Ask if the chamois suffer when they feel Plunged in their panting sides the hunter's steel?
He said one day to me, "Why don't you give up your fiddle-faddle of geology and zoology, and turn to the occult sciences!" The historian, then Lord Mahon, seemed shocked at such a speech to me, and his charming wife much amused. The last man whom I will mention is Carlyle, seen by me several times at my brother's house, and two or three times at my own house.
I need not remind you of the fiddle-faddle sentimentality that goes down so well with all women; you spill a few drops of water on your stationery, for instance; those are the tears you shed while far away from her. You look to me as if you were perfectly acquainted with the argot of the heart.
"Dost thou think I will fiddle-faddle about myself like a woman?" "But thou must wash " "In the North Sea I wash me every morning. Before thou hast opened thy eyes I have had my bath and my swim in the salt water." "There is rain water in thy room; try it for a change." And he answered her with a roar of laughter far beyond Thora's power to imitate.
Oh, to think of a generous nature, and the world, and nothing but the world, to occupy it! of a brave intellect, and the milliner's bandboxes, and the scandal of the coteries, and the fiddle-faddle etiquette of the Court for its sole exercise! of the rush and hurry from entertainment to entertainment; of the constant smiles and cares of representation; of the prayerless rest at night, and the awaking to a godless morrow!
The Devil suddenly stopped and stood up. 'Out of my house, said the Learned Man; 'out of my house! I've had enough of you, and I've no time for fiddle-faddle! It's past twelve, and I've won! 'Certainly! said Sir Charles. 'Well, said the Devil, 'so much the worse for you to live in Suffolk.
On my honour, as a woman, I feel for him most. The letters I would bear any accusation rather than that exposure. Letters of a man of his age to a young woman he rates too highly! The world reads them. Do you hear it saying it could have excused her for that fiddle-faddle with a younger a young lover? And had I thought of a lover! . . . I had no thought of loving or being loved.
The sight of a sorrow that was not positive, and could not refer to proof, set her resolutely the other way. "Fiddle-faddle," she said. "I'd like to see him repent! He won't find anywheres a beauty like his own dear little wife, and he know it.
What does he accuse himself of to his confessor, I wonder? He must tell him a lot of fiddle-faddle. Royalist as he is, though he doesn't know why, he can't froth up his religion. Poor dear cat! he creeps to Mass at eight o'clock as slyly as if he were going to a bad house. He fears God for God's sake; hell is nothing to him. How could he have a mistress?
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