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It was as if he were crawling around scavenging for bits of himself, not heeding the horrified calls of his old wife who nervously maundered her concerns to him from the bed.
Who had any claim to know a mere passing fault, which the partner in it must least of all desire exposed, seeing it would fall heavier upon her than upon him? Where was any call for that confession, about which the soutar had maundered so foolishly?
He was too occupied with his own vision, and vividly burned before him the sordid barrenness of a poor-house ward, where an ancient, very like what he himself would become, maundered and gibbered and drooled for a crumb of tobacco for his old clay pipe, and where, of all horrors, no sip of beer ever obtained, much less six quarts of it.
Change the slide, boy; I'm sick of it. I'm sick of it all. I want to get home and go to bed." He maundered on in this way, uttering even worse nonsense than I have set down, and mingling with it soiled and dusty commonplaces of religion, every now and then dwelling for a moment or two upon his own mental and physical declension from the admirable being he once was.
Potts maundered moralities upon 'life, holding the thing in his hand, weighing it, eyeing the muzzle.
It transfigured them; from men sunk in the gross and sensual thoughts and aims of an irreligious and priest-ridden age an age which ate and drank and slept and fought, and kissed the feet of popes, and maundered of the divine right of kings from this sluggish degradation it roused and transfigured the Englishmen who came to be known as Puritans.
And surely had very strange adventures; an original German character withal: about the stature of Belleisle, for example; and not quite unlike Belleisle in some of his ways? REQUIESCANT in oblivious silence, Belleisle and he; it is better than being lied of, and maundered of, and blotched and blundered of.
The Dancing Master maundered and raved till the Hawley Boy suggested that he should burst in and beat him. His voice runs up into an impassioned squeak when he is afraid. The Dowd must be an extraordinary woman.
He maundered thus, and kept turning back to look at the wreck, till he happened to lay his hand on his breast He stopped in the middle of his ridiculous lament wore a look of self-reproach, and cast his eyes upward in heartfelt gratitude. The companions of so many adventures dispersed. A hospitable mayoress entertained Mrs.
Could she reform this giddy whirl? Could she bring chaos out of cosmos? Was her own ego sufficient to egg her on in her chosen work? She haed her doots. She maundered down the street on one side back on the other. Dudie's Drug-store was like unto a Turkish Mosque. Minaret and pinnaret, battlement and shuttle-door, it was a perfect drug-store, nobly planned.
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