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She hopped to her feet and shook herself in delight, her long, light braids flying out gayly. "Well, I am glad that Aunt has gone" looking around the room, and drawing a long breath. Polly Pepper stood quite still over by the bed. "Well heigh-ho come on," cried Alexia, dancing over to seize her arm; "let's have a spin." But Polly didn't move.
And John would never keep him away from hence, for he thinks it his only chance. 'I suppose we must do something with Lucy. Heigh-ho! People used not to be always falling in love in my time, except Fred, and that was in a rational way; that could be got rid of!
Suppose the boiler should blow up, we run on a rock, take fire, or get struck by a squall " "Or be carried away in a balloon," was the impatient exclamation. "One is just as likely to happen as the other." "Hardly heigh-ho!"
If Miss Vivie Warren had condescended to accept me as a husband she might have brought a wholesome atmosphere into my life and swept away all this ... inspired me perhaps with some final ambition for the little that remains of my stock of energy.... Heigh-ho! Well: what is the quarrel now? The life I lead, the people who come here?" David: "No.
There he comes riding across the sea from the south, in the middle of his youthful train. Never before has his coming been so glorious! Is he not like the sun himself? The sea glitters under golden hoofs, and the air is quivering with sunbeam-darts caught and thrown in the wild gallop over the waves. Heigh-ho! Who'll be the first to reach the Danish shore?
Brunings died years ago; they've a monument to his memory in the cathedral of Haarlem. I have seen his portrait, and I tell you, Ben, he was right noble-looking. No wonder the castle looks so stiff and proud. It is something to have given shelter to such a man!" "Yes, indeed," said Ben. "I wonder, Van Mounen, whether you or I will ever give any old building a right to feel so proud. Heigh-ho!
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho! 'tis a poor bird sings at the word of a king, and a poor enough song too, if Edward did but know it. "Who comes here? Faith, the lad goes a steady pace and carries a light heart from his song; and no ill voice either." It was Hilarius, and he sang the Alma Redemptoris as he sped along the green grass which bordered the highway.
The Jasmine lady must have been practising on his poor little heart. Heigh-ho, I wish she could do as much for me! And the other one? Her I suppose." The use of the pronoun, the disuse of the grammar pulled him up short. "By Jove," he said, "that's what people say when But I'm not in love with anybody. I want to work." But he didn't work. He seldom did now. And when he did the work was not good.
And then he read aloud the words docketed upon the outside: "'Warranty Deed and Conveyance from Charles Walton to Jonas Wegg and William Thompson. Our troubles are over, my boy, for here is the key to your fortune." "Also," whispered Louise to her cousins, rather disconsolately, "it explains the last shred of mystery about the Wegg case. Heigh-ho! what a chase we've had for nothing!"
I do assure you, my dear Baron, that there is taste in the selection of flowers as well as everything else, and were I a girl of sixteen I should wear some rosebuds in my bosom, but at five-and-twenty I think it would be more apropos to wear a full-blown rose, quite ripe, and ready to drop off the stalk for want of being pulled heigh-ho!"
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