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We will see how the matter fudges. Almost finished the first volume. January 21. James Ballantyne in ecstasies at our plan of an amanuensis. I myself am sensible that my fingers begin to stammer that is, to write one word instead of another very often. I impute this to fancy, the terrible agency of which is too visible in my illness, and it encourages me to hope the fatal warning is yet deferred.
The solemn concentration of mind displayed by many of these personages is worthy of the pencil of Bunbury; and though French caricaturists have done no more than justice to our guttling Bob Fudges, I question whether they would not find subjects of greater science and physical powers among their own countrymen.
I heard a clear voice calling along the deck. No answer, and Jimmy raised a hand to command silence of me also. "Jimme-e-e-e!" It was Helena's voice, and nearer along the rail. "Here's the fudges now where can the little nuisance have gone! Jim!"
While we was up on deck, what do you suppose Pinky goes and does? She slips down to the cabin and fudges my peg three holes ahead. It seems that Bull, who talked the island lingo, has been braggin' to her an' tellin' her what we've been up to. The minute we have the anchor down, me an' Bull returns to the game.
But the insolence of the Norman nobles led to the attempt made by the successors of the Conqueror to revive the Saxon earldoms as a counterpoise. The weakness of Stephen enabled the greater fudges to fortify their castles, and they set up claims against the Crown, which aggravated the discord that arose in subsequent reigns.
He was a universal favourite; and even Chuck Farthing, the gentleman jockey, with a cock-eye and a knowing shake of his head, squeaked out, in a sporting treble, one of his monstrous fudges about the Prince in days of yore, and swore that, like his Royal Highness, the young Duke made the Market all alive. The heart of our hero was never insensible to flattery.
And that worthy smiled as he pointed toward an open canister of that dainty. "But I haven't any pan." "Yes, you have, too, got a pan. Here's one a-settin' right here in front of you. Come on now, Auntie. We're goin' to have duck and terrapin and oysters and everything all a fellow would want, besides that, is just fudges."
Helena stood preoccupied and hesitant, hardly hearing what he said, as I fancy. At once L'Olonnois' attitude changed. Folding his arms, he turned toward her sternly. "Woman!" said he, "are you not a captive to our band? Then who gives orders here? Either you make fudges, or your life's blood stains these sands!" "Oh, all right, Jimmy," she said listlessly. "I'll make them, if you like."
Isabel, convulsed with secret mirth, informally passed the pan, and only Romeo refused. "I can have 'em any time," he said, generously. "Doesn't Jule make dandy fudges, though?" Everybody agreed that she did. Madame Francesca expressed something more than conventional regret that Juliet had not been able to come. "She was asleep," Romeo explained, with studied indifference.
"It wasn't like Gertrude to burst out like that just because Sara came late to our domestic evening, but it did spoil the fudges and the game and everything." "And not to give her a chance to explain!" fumed Bea's temper always ready to flame over any injustice. "Before she could open her lips, Gertrude blazed up, cold as an icicle "
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