Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: April 30, 2025
How comes it, my white man, that such a fair woman as this marrieth so mean-looking a man? Was she a slave? Were she a woman of Ponapé, and of good blood, Nanakin the Great would take her to wife." "Aye," said Chester lazily; "and whence came she and her husband?" "Ha!" said the trader quickly; "what are their names?" She told him, and Chester suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Once in possession of the wine-list if such could be called the crumpled, dirty paper on which the owner of the house had scribbled in pencil the fresh drinks, composed of indescribable mixtures specially recommended to his clients the guest of Hogshead Geoffrey became absorbed in the list of strange beverages. So mean-looking an individual was this guest that he had been nicknamed "The Scrub."
Of this great number two only offered insults to the gang of prisoners. One was a dirty, mean-looking little Hollander. He said, 'Well, Tommy, you've got your franchise, anyhow. The other was an Irishman. He addressed himself to Frankland, whose badges proclaimed his regiment.
His eyes were directed squarely into the eyes of the mean-looking interpreter. Nor did he use any pigeon English to express himself now. "See right here, you neche," he cried, his tones strong, and full of restrained force. "You can hand this on to that darn old bunch of garbage you call a great chief. The play Louis Creal figgers on is played right out.
The advocate was ugly, short, stumpy, square-shouldered, mean-looking, and, moreover, a husband. Anna, tall and pretty, had almond eyes, white skin and refined features. She was all love; and passion lighted up her glance with a bewitching expression. While her family was poor, Maitre Lebrun had an income of twelve thousand francs. That explains all.
"Gentleman indeed!" cried the irate Peggy, who had the intruder by the throat, "he's only a dirty auld blagyird." "Niver ye mind, Peggy," returned Mrs Niven peremptorily; "I ken him. Let him up." Immediately after, there walked into the parlour a bowed, mean-looking, dirty little old man, who, as he sat down on a chair, paid some doubtful compliments to Peggy.
To each any expedition in which the other took part had become delightful. They were together now more than they had ever been before. No, Count Paul could not be sorry that Sylvia's friend had left Lacville. He had no wish for her return. At last they came to a rather mean-looking white house; out of one of the windows hung a tricolour flag. "Here we are!" he said briefly.
There was already a postchaise at the gate, from which three individuals had alighted one of them the postillion said was a mean-looking scoundrel, with a regular petty-larceny expression in his countenance. He was dressed very much like the man in black, and the postillion said that he could almost have taken his Bible oath that they were both of the same profession.
Cold, narrow lanes, between tall, ugly, mean-looking whitewashed houses, sour bread, pavements most uncomfortable to the feet, enormous prices for poor living; beggars, pickpockets, ancient temples and broken monuments, and clothes hanging to dry about them; French soldiers, monks, and priests of every degree; a shabby population, smoking bad cigars, these would have been some of the points of my description.
"And on the other side of the hedge, Perry, is a small, unpleasant person who peeps and peers and follows. Let us investigate!" So saying, Anthony turned suddenly and confronted a small, mean-looking fellow who starting back out of reach, touched a shaggy eyebrow, cringed, and spoke: "No offence, my lords an' gents none in th' world, s' help me true!"
Word Of The Day
Others Looking