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Updated: June 28, 2025
"Goodbye, Richard." "Monsieur, you remember what you told me one day, long time ago?" "What about, Richard?" "About loving one another. Hih, hih, you forget?" "No, Richard, never forgotten." "Mean it yet?" "Yes, in my heart I do." "Hih, that's good adieu!"
Court, you find ze goods where I tell you; hih! hih! you dig um up, an' give dis poor little wretch someting for his information."
Like a child does not import that she actually was a child: she only sat like a child; and so she might though thirty years old. Mi Li. A Chinese Fairy Tale. Mi Li, prince of China, was brought up by his godmother the fairy Hih, who was famous for telling fortunes with a tea-cup.
"You musn't talk too much to Monsieur," said Wilkins, kindly; "he is too ill to hear much conversation hurts his head." "Hih! no, I won't hurt him. A picayune, Monsieur: I've had no bean soup, to-day. Pauvre Richard!" Wilkins dropped a piece of silver in the claw-like hand, and went back into the store.
Hard lot! deformed, friendless, wretched, poor. Nothing to love, no one to love me, hih! wonder what I was born for. Monsieur, what hurt you?" Guly smiled at the sudden transition in the dwarf's manner, and replied briefly that he had been hurt with broken glass. "Hih! that's bad.
I shall find my bride! great Hih! thou art infallible! Emerging into light, the imperturbed gardiner conducted his highness to a heap of artificial ruins, beneath which they found a spacious gallery or arcade, where his highness was asked if he would not repose himself; but instead of answering he capered like one frantic, crying out, I advance! I advance! great Hih! I advance!
The dwarf sat rubbing the dime on his sleeve, brightening it, and looking curiously at it with his one eye, as if to assure himself it was good then disposed of it somewhere about his person. "Are you hungry, Richard?" asked the boy, eyeing him pityingly. "Oui, Monsieur, hungry and poor and friendless. Oh, Lord! but I've got a dime to buy bread now, hih! hih! hih!"
As he lay musing upon that event, his attention was attracted by a singular noise outside his door, and the next moment it was thrown open, and to Guly's utter astonishment the dwarf swung himself in upon his long crutches, with Wilkins, looking like a giant, walking smilingly behind him. "Here's a friend that's true to you, Guly; he misses you, you see, as well as the rest of us." "Hih! hih!
Monsieur," chuckled the little man, reaching up and catching hold of Guly's fingers; "I have seen you nowhere to-day; I think you very sick or very dead. I get no picayune to-day, no bean soup. Hih! hih! Monsieur, I miss you very much." "You are kind, to come and see me, my poor friend. It seems very natural to see your face. You are welcome."
Guly smiled at this odd speech, and rang the little bell for the waiter. As he did so, the dwarf suddenly wheeled his head round on his slender neck, and tipped his one eye curiously up at the face beside him. "'Tis you, Monsieur. Be gor, I thought it was one waiter. Hih, hih! I am very hungry, Monsieur." "Here is the waiter. What will you have, my friend?"
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