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"Do you think she knows it's he, now that he's taken off his marguerites?" whispered Condy. "Know it? of course she does! Do you think women are absolutely BLIND, or so imbecile as men are? And, then, if she didn't think it was he, she'd go away. And she's so really pretty, too. He ought to thank his stars alive. Think what a fright she might have been! She doesn't LOOK thirty-one."
Any one, babe, imbecile, or dotard, can carry my messages you saw some of them today but it takes some mind to set the piece, and it takes a lot of figuring at my end to work out the results. Some day you shall hear it all, for I guess it would please you. 'How do you use it? I asked. 'Well, I get early noos of what is going on in this cabbage-patch.
He grew almost gentle when he spoke to her; and he never knew that she was feeble-minded. She just missed being an imbecile. Perhaps you would not have known that all at once; you might not have found it out at all only meeting her casually. The old man Raynier sent her down to school the first that had ever been there: she could never learn to read. She could not always tell her name.
"Are there any persons about the Court likely to become mad?" said the King. "I know one who will be imbecile in less than three months," replied he. The King pressed him to tell the name. He excused himself for some time. At last he said, "It is M. de Sechelles, the Controller-General."
'Don't I need some consideration as well as that little imbecile? Am I, with my ambitions and aspirations, to be for ever hampered by these three nightmares of children? Oh, if I could once get an astral body, I would stay in it, you may be sure! 'You do not absolutely need Lisa yourself, argued Mary. 'It is the twins to whom she has been indispensable.
When at last he emerged from the anguish and confusion of her folly, her extravagance, her rage, her despair, and her devotion, he was left alone with endless memories of intermingled farce and tragedy, and an only son, who was an imbecile. But there was something else that he owed to Lady Caroline.
He was looking at me with a strange gaze of mingled curiosity and imbecile good-nature, and his hands, white as milk, trembled in the air before him, as if he could scarcely restrain himself from snatching out of my grasp the superb flower I seemed so willing to throw away. A happy impulse seized me. "Here," said I, proffering him the blossom. "This will give you more pleasure than it will me."
The cavaliere retorted that "it was too hot for any lady to walk," swung his stick menacingly in the air, called Baldassare "an imbecile," and peremptorily ordered him to call a fiacre. Baldassare turned scarlet in the face, and rudely refused to move. "He was not a servant," he said. "He would do nothing unless treated like a gentleman."
The alferez ordered the directorcillo to question him. "Señor, Señor," he groaned. "I will tell you all that you wish." "Good. Let us see! What is your name?" "Andong, Señor!" "Bernardo ... Leonardo ... Ricardo ... Educardo. Gerardo ... or what?" "Andong, Señor," repeated the imbecile. "Call it Bernardo or whatever you please," said the alferez, decided not to bother more about it.
‘Yes, I will, but not as you suppose: I’ll have the heart out of your body, man, if you irritate me with any more of that imbecile laughter!—What! are you at it yet?—There! see if that’ll settle you!’ cried Hattersley, snatching up a footstool and hurting it at the head of his host; but he as well as missed his aim, and the latter still sat collapsed and quaking with feeble laughter, with tears running down his face: a deplorable spectacle indeed.
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