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Let my heroes for thus I interpret him at his desk as the sunlight beckoned let my heroes kick their heels in patience! Let villains fret inside the inkpot! Down, sirs, down, into the glossy magic pool, until I dip you up! Pirates for surely such miscreants lurked among his papers let pirates, he cries, save their red oaths until tomorrow! My hat! My stick!
The army would be forced to acknowledge my claim upon them; the nation would hear of it." "Well," I asked, "supposing all you say is true? What then?" "You are a little obtuse, Mr. Ducaine," the Prince said softly. "If twenty thousand pounds would quicken your understanding " I picked up a small inkpot from the side of the table and hurled it at him.
"Well," said he, shutting up the inkpot, and throwing our rough copies of the invoice into the waste-paper basket, "that's a good job done. You're not a bad hand at a big grind, young Batchelor. Crow or Wallop would have left me to do it all by myself." Of course I was pleased at the compliment. I replied, "I rather enjoyed it."
You would not suppose, to see these monitors walking grandly up and down the passages striking terror into the hearts of all the small boys, that they could possibly condescend to quarrel over the possession of an inkpot or the ownership of an acid-drop found among the cinders. Alas! it is very sad. They don't seem anything like the Sixth of old days. I shall emigrate if this goes on. "Wednesday.
By the time Loman's wants had been attended to, and his directions for future fagging delivered, the prayer-bell rang, and for the half-hour following prayers the new boy was hauled away by Master Paul into the land of the Guinea-pigs, there to make the acquaintance of some of his future class-fellows, and to take part in a monster indignation meeting against the monitors for forbidding single wicket cricket in the passage, with a door for the wicket, an old inkpot for the ball, and a ruler for the bat.
Now don't throw that inkpot at me, because the room's quite dirty enough already, and as I've made you sit still for five minutes I've achieved something this evening that mighty few people have achieved in Keppel Street. I believe the only time you really rest is in the confessional box." "Mark Anthony, Mark Anthony," said the priest, "you talk a great deal too much.
Hopkins, with a shrewd glance at our soiled clothes, "are not, I venture to think, in a position to pay their cousin's ransom." "Alas, no, sir," says Jack. "We are but two poor shopkeepers of London undone by the great fire." "Well now, sir," says Mr. Hopkins, fetching an inkpot, a pen, and a piece of paper from his pocket.
Either he absents himself entirely from all fellowship, and lives a recluse in a garret, with carpet slippers and a leaden inkpot; or he comes among people swiftly and bitterly, in a contraction of his whole nervous system, to discharge some temper before he returns to work. I do not care how much or how well he works, this fellow is an evil feature in other people's lives.
After that everything was black, as when an inkpot is upset over an exercise-book. Kadambini's memory and consciousness, all the letters of the world's book, in a moment became formless.
"A girl," repeated the top boy, the substitution apparently increasing his embarrassment, "who lived in a wood." "What sort of a wood?" asked the Professor. The first boy examined his inkpot carefully, and then looked at the ceiling. "Come," urged the Professor, growing impatient, "you have been reading about this wood for the last ten minutes. Surely you can tell me something concerning it."
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