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He already had the seemliest wife in the village. Yvonne's milk pails and her brass kettles were bright ouf! they blinded you in the sun when you passed that way. But you must keep your eyes upon her yard, for her flower beds were so neat and gay they restored to you your sight. And you might hear her sing, aye, as far as the double chestnut tree above Père Gruneau's blacksmith forge.

All at once he was startled to hear his name pronounced and to see before him, with his hand outstretched, as if he were asking alms, old General Vogotzine, who said to him, timidly: "Ah, my dear Prince, how glad I am to see you! I was breakfasting over there, and my accursed paper must have hidden me. Ouf! If you only knew! I am stifling!" "Why, what is the matter?" asked Andras. "Matter?

You do turn 'em out. A letter from a Press Agency who has never heard of one's name before, 'A little sheaf of thin miserable cuttings. ... The Sixpenny Lot ... Ouf! And still I go on and shall go on until I die. Perhaps after all I'm more justified than any of them. I'm stripped of all reasons save the pleasure, the thrill, the torment, the hopes, the despairs of the work itself.

I don't know that I require much protection, but I might as well be agreeable and go. Ouf! how I will grow homesick, before I am out of sight! Midnight. Here we go, sure enough. At precisely eleven o'clock, while we were enjoying our first dreams, we were startled by the long roll which was beat half a square below us.

"Oh! but you think of me sometimes, I suppose," said Jacqueline, softly, "for I share your time with him." "I think of you to blame you for taking me away from the fifteenth century," replied Hubert Marien, half seriously. "Ouf! There! it is done at last. That dimple I never could manage I have got in for better or for worse. Now you may fly off. I set you at liberty you poor little thing!"

"Perhaps they thought," responded Brower, "that you wouldn't appreciate the beauty of consolation until you had first appreciated the gravity of your case. I think their idea was less consolation than instruction." "Ouf!" said Truesdale, who disdained instruction from whatever source.

"Ouf!" said Fred, "take the beast off. Is it poisonous?" Philip laughed heartily at his cousin, as he assured him to the contrary; but the beetle saved him the trouble of brushing his horny body away by making a fresh flight, and disappearing over the trees. "Come on," said Philip, "let's go." "But how about Harry?" said Fred.

Grantly tripped and, though on each occasion he pulled himself up and went on again without embarrassment, it seemed to Cassy that he did so without dignity. The impression, which was but momentary, drifted; another distraction intervened, her finger was being ringed. I'm done for! she despairingly thought. "Amen!" "Ouf!" Cassy gasped.

Here and there in the black sky there were dark cloudy patches, and soon a star peeped out and timidly blinked its one eye. The deacon walked along the high rocky coast and did not see the sea; it was slumbering below, and its unseen waves broke languidly and heavily on the shore, as though sighing "Ouf!" and how slowly!

Isn't the current strong here?" Renée Mauperin and young Reverchon, her parent's guest, were swimming in the Seine. "How beautiful!" exclaimed the girl, as she noticed the evening sun gilding the river and the banks where country and suburb merged into each other. "You are an artist by nature, mademoiselle." "Ouf!" she exclaimed with a comic intonation. A boat approached.