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The old order is already so eaten away that only its shell remains." "It may be. If these assassins are punished I shall feel hopeful of the change." "I shall recommend you for the supervisorship of the Washakie Forest," concluded Dalton, decisively. "And so good-bye and good-luck."
Just as well might we be called upon to pronounce Alchemy a wise art, because a perseverance in its failures and reveries had led by accident to the discoveries of Chemistry. But even this sanction of good-luck was wanting to the unredeemed mistakes of Mr. Pitt. What would have been the course of affairs, both foreign and domestic, had Mr.
Several spoke from the shadows as Rome stepped on the porch, and Rufe Stetson faced him a moment in the doorway, and laughed. "Seem kinder s'prised?" he said, with a searching look. "Wasn't lookin' for me? I reckon I'll s'prise sev'ral ef I hev good-luck." The subtlety of this sent a chuckle of appreciation through the porch, but Rome passed in without answer.
You know already, or will know by to-morrow, which of us has won the cock-fight. You have only to look at me! What woman ever broke her heart for such a Thersites-face. Good-luck to the winner, and the other one well, since it must be so, farewell till to-morrow."
And when it happens, as in our case, that the haven thus gained is not merely a part of a great continent which the stupidest ship could not miss, if it only sailed far enough, but is actually a small volcanic island, a mere dot among those wild waves, a thing which one might easily have passed in the night, unsuspecting, and which yet was not so passed, it really seems like the maddest piece of good-luck, as if one should go to sea in a bowl, hoping somewhere or other to land on the edge of a tea-cup.
"I have to wait for Mrs. Gasgoyne and Delia." "Delia! Delia! Goddess of proprieties, has it come to that!" He saw a sudden glitter in Gaston's eyes, and changed his tone. "Well, an' a man will he will, and he must be wished good-luck. So, good-luck to you! I'm sorry, though, for that cuisine in Paris, and the grand picnic at Fontainebleau, and Moban and Cerise. But it can't be helped."
As good-luck would have it, while rummaging in the store-room a day or two after that coffee talk, I came upon a little old oval wooden box, the lid of which I detached with some difficulty, and as the scent of the roses hung round it still, I had no difficulty in identifying my treasure-trove with the wooden box that had played such a distinguished part in the good old times when cooks "knew better than not to have good coffee, I can tell you."
I don't think I've any other last words to say." He lighted his cigar with his ordinary composure in the hall, and whistled one of his favourite airs as he went through the garden. "Oddly enough, however, our friend Wodehouse can beat me in that," he said, with a smile, to Frank, who had followed him out, "perhaps in other things too, who knows? Good-bye, and good-luck, old fellow."
"Just out a bit," wrapping a plain shawl about her. "To find Christmas, you know. For you and me." He pattered after her to the door. "You'll come put me to bed, Charley dear? I'm so lonesome!" "Yes, Bud. Kiss me. One, two, three times, for God's good-luck." He kissed her. And Lot went out into the wide, dark world, into Christmas night, to find a friend.
"And I was a-thinking it would never come! It's ashamed I should be to have doubted. My big Dan!" "Is it the dolly that's brought us the good-luck, Mom?" interrupted Beryl, round-eyed. "A foreman!" cried the mother in the very tone she would have used if she had said "a king." She-danced about until the floor creaked threateningly. "Our good fortune is coming, my precious.
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