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Updated: July 21, 2025
Pipa, in her motherly heart looking out, blesses little Gigi a chubby child blackened by the sun to see him sitting so meek and good beside his brother. Angelo is a naughty boy. Pipa does not love him so well as Gigi. Perhaps this is the reason Angelo is so ill-furnished in point of clothes. His patched and ragged trousers are hitched on with a piece of string.
In the hush that followed his broken sentence, Lon moved one big foot outward, then drew it back. "Afterward I mean a few hours after the man was taken away I began to think of him and his agony over the woman, and I went out to find her. She was in a little hut down by the canal, an ill-furnished, one-room shanty, but the woman was so sweet, so little, yet so ill, that I thought only of her."
When he found that I had leave to remain on shore, and that my pocket-book was far from being ill-furnished, he expatiated very feelingly upon the exactions of living at inns, offered me a bed for nothing, provided only that I would pay for my breakfast, and appoint him my tailor in ordinary; and declared that he would leave no point unturned to make me comfortable and happy.
There was an air of comfort about the ill-furnished dwelling of Henry Gordon that it had not known for a long time, and he felt it. On the next morning, after breakfast, Gordon went back to the shop from which he had been discharged only the day previous. Evenly, the owner of it, was a rough, unfeeling man, and had kept Gordon on, month after month, because he could not well do without him.
The son of a man like Girard, who was virtuous without being able to make virtue engaging, whose mind was strong but rigid and ill-furnished, commanding but uninstructive, is likely to have a barren mind and rampant desires, the twin causes of debauchery. His decided inclination was to leave the bulk of his property for the endowment of an institution of some kind for the benefit of Philadelphia.
In a small and ill-furnished upper room of a fortified country house, sat Synesius, the Bishop of Cyrene. A goblet of wine stood beside him, on the table, but it was untasted.
His lodgings were a pair of very small, mouldy, and ill-furnished rooms; he took them unwillingly, overcome by the landlady's doleful story of their long lodgerless condition, and, in the exercise of a heavenly forbearance, remained year after year.
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