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"There she goes now," he muttered. "She's pretty nigh to the corner already. What in the world can she be up to? Where is she bound at twelve o'clock?" Zoeth did not answer. His partner turned and looked at him. "Humph!" he exclaimed. "Why don't you tell me the whole of it while you're about it? You're keepin' somethin' back. Out with it! Do YOU know where she's bound?"

"Not I," denied Janice. "And why should I be?" "Shame upon thee, Janice Meredith, for liking the enemies of thy country!" "And pray, madam," questioned Janice, "what has caused this sudden fervour of Whigism in you?" "I never was unfaithful to my country, nor smiled on its persecutors." "Humph!" sniffed Janice.

Then he cleared his throat deliberately, and said, `Well, in the first place he needs 'em! and in the second place he likes 'em! and in the third place he can't do without 'em! I felt so small!" A forced "Humph!" being the only reception which the story received, Hilary braced herself to fresh efforts.

'That lady had begun when I came, but she knocked too soft, so I relieved her. As he said this, he pointed towards Mrs Quilp, who stood trembling at a little distance. 'Humph! muttered the dwarf, darting an angry look at his wife, 'I thought it was your fault! And you, sir don't you know there has been somebody ill here, that you knock as if you'd beat the door down?

"I don't know, Herr Kapellmeister, it was all right when I tried it this morning." "Well, it's all wrong now." The soprano bit her lips: "I am doing my best, Herr Kapellmeister," she said, "It is very difficult to take that high A without the orchestra." Her tone was slightly defiant, but she dropped her eyes when he stared at her. "Humph!" he said, "Very difficult!

"Humph! that is a distinction, no doubt, but the soft and gentle qualities in women commend themselves more to me than those which ought chiefly to characterise man. However, be this as it may, if Cormac does not return soon after daybreak to-morrow, I will hie me to the camp to see how it fares with him."

"Sorry I can't, lad," said the captain, with a grin, "got a cabin boy already." "Besides, your father would not let you," said Mrs Trench, "and it would never do to go without his leave. Only misfortune could come of that." "Humph! it's very hard," pouted the boy. "I wanted him to get me into the navy, and he wouldn't; and now I want him to get me into the merchant service, and he won't.

Anyway, SOMETHING'S got to be done," she sighed. "He's nervous as a witch. He can't keep still a minute. And he isn't a bit well, either. He ate such a lot of rich food and all sorts of stuff on our trip that he got his stomach all out of order; and now he can't eat anything, hardly." "Humph! Well, if his stomach's knocked out I pity him," nodded Mr. Smith. "I've been there." "Oh, have you?

Newton then entered into a detail of the trunk being picked up at sea; and stated his having brought with him the most valuable of the property, that it might be deposited in safe hands. "Humph!" observed his uncle, when he had finished. "You say that the articles are of value."

"Humph!" grunted the latter; "well, that isn't so tremendous. They don't overpay you mummy-dusters, do they? And you really don't want me to send you any more?" "No, not if you're sure you don't mind." "Oh, I don't mind. Then you want me to keep it and reinvest it for you; is that it?" "I I think so. Yes, reinvest it or ah something." "But you may need some of it occasionally.