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"Ouf! Then we think rightly! Glory! Is it the cross, the star, the baton?
You'll have plenty of time to get down again and powder your nose before your Bunje-man, or whatever you call him, can get ashore. Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" Together they toiled up the hill to the high stretch of moorland from which a view of the entrance to the Firth could be obtained. "This is where I always come," said Eileen Cavendish. She stopped and panted for breath. "Ouf!
She was adding to the barricade, but he was bold and resourceful enough to level it. "Ouf!" thought Truesdale. "Girls they're alike, every one of 'em, after all!" It was two o'clock in the morning when Jane said good-bye to Theodore Brower in the vestibule and burst into the house. There was a light burning in the library, and thitherward Jane swept in high feather.
I stayed for a week, held spell-bound by the charm and ease of everything, by the middle-class paradise, without a sin, without a victim, without a blot, without a tear. And yet what was my own astonishment, on emerging into the dark and wicked world again, to catch myself quite unexpectedly and involuntarily saying: "Ouf! what a relief!
But Dom Claude, who stood in terror of some new freak on the part of Jehan, reminded his worthy disciple that they had some figures on the facade to study together, and the two quitted the cell, to the accompaniment of a great "ouf!" from the scholar, who began to seriously fear that his knee would acquire the imprint of his chin.
The platters were as clean as if they had been washed; crumbs of bread, potato parings, nutshells, and bits of cake littered the table; coffee and ice-cream stains and spots of congealed gravy marked the position of each plate. It was a devastation, a pillage; the table presented the appearance of an abandoned battlefield. "Ouf," cried Mrs.
Toussaint did not fail in her duty, and Cosette was well aware of the fact, but she could not refrain from adding: "It is so solitary here." "So far as that is concerned," said Toussaint, "it is true. We might be assassinated before we had time to say ouf! And Monsieur does not sleep in the house, to boot. But fear nothing, Miss, I fasten the shutters up like prisons. Lone women!
I do not think it fanciful to discern a sort of involuntary or rather unconscious "Ouf!" of relief in the first, the "Guide to English Literature," on the subject, as has been said, of Mr Stopford Brooke's always excellent and then novel Primer. For this was the result of State interference: and all the works of State interference are blessing and blessed.
Ouf! that brutal sneeze, that jargon, that tobacco, that quaking of head and hesitancy of expression! It distracts one's thoughts from an insoluble problem; How to shuffle off this coil not of life, but of respectability, conspicuity, environment! But what is this? This is not a wave. If David Lockwin hold longer to this stanchion, he will go to the bottom of the sea.
And she did not even ask if I were well. Never even said, "Is Ivan Afanasiitch quite well?" She hasn't seen me for two whole days and not a sign.... She's even again, maybe, thought fit to meet that Bub Lucky fellow. Ouf, devil take it, what a fool I am! Pyetushkov got up, paced up and down the room in silence, stood still, knitted his brows slightly and scratched his neck.
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