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When matters came to this point, the gipsies, without scruple, entered upon measures of retaliation. Ellangowan's hen-roosts were plundered, his linen stolen from the lines or bleaching-ground, his fishings poached, his dogs kidnapped, his growing trees cut or barked. Much petty mischief was done, and some evidently for the mischief's sake.
"Well," said Mr. Paramor with a laugh, "there is nothing like an idealist for-making hay! You once told me, if I remember, that marriage was sacred to you!" "Those are my own private feelings, Paramor. But here the mischief's done already. It is a sham, a hateful sham, and it ought to come to an end!" "That's all very well," replied Mr.
The first is, If our thoughts get into a low, nervous, aguish condition, we should make them change the air; the second is comprised in the proverb, 'It is good to have two strings to one's bow. Therefore, Pisistratus, I tell you what you must do, Write a book!" PISISTRATUS. "Write a book! Against the abolition of the Corn Laws? Faith, sir, the mischief's done!
What was it? a dead animal buried thereabouts, a dead fish, perhaps, put in for mischief's sake, or more likely a victim of the September massacres, some noble or priest, left to rot in a cellar. "They buried them in cellars, eh?" "They got rid of 'em anywhere and anyhow." "It will be one of the Châtelet prisoners. On the 2nd I saw three hundred in a heap on the Port au Change."
"Hallo, old man, what's up now? How goes the war?" said Hawbury. "But what the mischief's the matter? You look cut up. Your brow is sad; your eyes beneath flash like a falchion from its sheath. What's happened? You look half snubbed, and half desperate." Dacres said not a word, but flung himself into a chair with a look that suited Hawbury's description of him quite accurately.
See here, now, Mester Adrian, nowt but a pint of wine left; and it the last," pointing her withered finger, erratically as the palsy shook it, at a cut-glass decanter where a modicum of port wine sparkled richly under the facets. "And he not back yet, whatever mischief's agate wi' him, though he kens yo like your meat at one."
A thorough egoist, a spendthrift and a miser in one, that is to say, spending his money solely on himself, sharp, aggressive, and indiscreet, he did mischief for mischief's sake; above all, he attacked the weak, respected nothing and believed in nothing, neither in France, nor in God, nor in art, nor in the Greeks, nor in the Turks, nor in the monarchy, insulting and disparaging everything that he could not comprehend.
"Would ye let it go on, Peter, eh?" the doctor asked, somewhat embarrassed, one evening when he and Peter were walking from the train in the late September twilight. "Lord, don't ask me!" Peter said, gruffly. "I think she's too young to marry any one but the mischief's done now!
"Now, what mischief's he up to now?" he grumbled; and he set to and watched the boy while making believe to be busy cutting the dead leaves and flowers off certain plants. He soon became aware of the fact that Dexter was searching for him, and this altered the case, for he changed his tactics, and kept on moving here and there, so as to avoid the boy. "Here! Hi!
I wish I hadn't so wholly denied my signature. If the mischief's done, there's no good in bothering the fellow." The Seraph's good nature was apt to overlook such trifles as the Law. Baroni kept pace with him as he approached the hotel door, and spoke very low. "My lord, if you do not listen, worse may befall the reputation both of your regiment and your friends."
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