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"But you have been heard." "Your pardon, sir. You have examined me, but I have made no statement." "Oh, very well." Sir John, as well as the other two, assumed an attitude of patient boredom. "Fire ahead, then, Mr. Dale." And, bowing, Dale plunged into his long-pondered oration. Their three faces told him that he was failing. Not a single point seemed to score.
I notice that our good-hearted but sometimes difficult friend said little of our brother Jean-Baptiste, though he knows us so anxious on his account spoke only of his constant industry, cautiously, and not altogether with satisfaction, as if the sight of it wearied him. September 1714. Will Antony ever accomplish that long-pondered journey to Italy? For his own sake, I should be glad he might.
Sewell, hastily left the house and sought his boat. When one has suddenly come into possession of a letter or paper in which is known to be hidden the solution of some long-pondered secret, of the decision of fate with regard to some long-cherished desire, who has not been conscious of a sort of pain, an unwillingness at once to know what is therein?
I notice that our good-hearted but sometimes difficult friend said little of our brother Jean-Baptiste, though he knows us so anxious on his account spoke only of his constant industry, cautiously, and not altogether with satisfaction, as if the sight of it wearied him. September 1714. Will Antony ever accomplish that long-pondered journey to Italy? For his own sake, I should be glad he might.
And he, who has always lacked either the money or the spirits to make that long-pondered, much-desired journey to Italy, has found in her work the veritable accent and colour of those old Venetian masters he would so willingly have studied under the sunshine of their own land. Alas!
And he, who has always lacked either the money or the spirits to make that long-pondered, much-desired journey to Italy, has found in her work the veritable accent and colour of those old Venetian masters he would so willingly have studied under the sunshine of their own land. Alas!
Whereupon Ainslie was seized with fright, and Brodie, losing his head, called off the others, so that six hundred pounds were left, that might have been an easy prey. Smith, indignant at the collapse of the long-pondered design, laid the blame upon his master, and they swung, as Brodie's grim spirit of farce suggested, for four pounds apiece.
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