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"You are for upholding the House of Commons?" inquires the lawyer. "Of course, sir, of course." "And for increasing the franchise, Colonel Newcome, I should hope?" continues Mr. Tucker. "Every man who can read and write ought to have a vote, sir; that is my opinion!" cries the Colonel. "He's a Liberal to the backbone," says Potts to Tucker. "To the backbone!" responds Tucker to Potts.
Tucker inquires, "has developed, or is likely to develop, any peculiar class of errors at all comparable in importance to those of the Cockney speech of London?" The answer is pat: New York and Chicago unless Mr. Townsend's Chimmie Fadden and Mr. Tucker to find Shakespeare talking of the "two hours' traffic of our stage." He was a hardened offender, was Shakespeare, against Mr.
But the eye is intact; a shrewd, keen eye, accustomed to the penetration of a Northern mist accustomed to a close scrutiny of men's faces. It is painfully obvious that this sailor for gait and clothes and manner set aside all other crafts is horribly conscious of his deformity. "Got the toothache?" inquires the tactless youth.
For, what is very curious, the advocates of the classic authors those I mean whom antiquity has more or less hallowed instead of pitying those unhappy wights who confess their want of appreciation of them, fly at them with bludgeons, and dance upon their prostrate bodies with clogs. 'For who would rush on a benighted man, And give him two black eyes for being blind? inquires the poet.
The gentleman's rank and fine feathers do not impress the youth, who feels himself rather, with respect to the requirements of the hour, in a position to patronise. Walther is startled to hear him suddenly shout: "Begin!" "What is the matter?" he inquires, waking out of his dream. "Begin! That is what the Marker calls out, and then you must sing. Don't you know that?" "Who is the Marker?"
I have only a message for you, which I undertook to deliver on my way home to my lodgings. I was in two minds about coming beyond the gate without ringing: not knowing but you might have a dog about. 'I wish I had, mutters Wegg, with his back turned as he rose from his chair. St! Hush! The talking-over stranger, Mr Venus. 'Is that any one I know? inquires the staring Secretary.
They so appear when one inquires what the good of charity has in common with heat, or the truth of faith with light; when in fact, spiritual heat is that good, and spiritual light is that truth. Although these things are in themselves so distinct, they make one by correspondence.
The incredible part of it seems to me obviously true. But I think it so far dangerous or unsatisfactory that it is in some degree scientific. It inquires whether its gods are worth inquiring into. But no normal lady will allow that young man to look into her eyes to see whether they are beautiful. The same vanity and idiosyncrasy has been generally observed in gods.
Waring there is no answer, Jane, if he inquires," she said. "Was he tryin' to wheedle you into marryin' him?" asked Jane. "He wished me to change my decision." "I'm glad you've given him the bounce," said Jane, whose expressions were not always refined. "I wouldn't marry him myself." Florence smiled. Jane was red haired, and her nose was what is euphemistically called retrousse.
"How long," inquires Madame Montford, who has been questioning within herself whether any act of her life could have brought a Human being into such a place, "has she been confined here?" Mr. Glentworthy says she tells her own tale.
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