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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?
Then she added, "I like your own best." "So do I," I said, laughing. "Ouf! it's a relief to get rid of the other." "So it was a regular plot a kind of conspiracy?" "Oh, a conspiracy we were only two," I replied, leaving out Mrs. Prest of course. She hesitated; I thought she was perhaps going to say that we had been very base.
The little bewitching thing, which is much emaciated, clings to its master now the whole time, unlike other animals, which hide themselves when they are ill, puts out its feeble little arms to him with a look of unspeakable affection on its poor, pinched face, and murmurs in a feeble voice ouf! ouf! Mr.
"Then you were lying?" "Julian, what are you saying? Don't go too far." "Either you were, or else a man has been sitting at that table between us, and I have held his hand, the hand of some stranger. Ouf!" He shook his broad shoulders in an irrepressible shudder. "I was not lying, Julian. I tell you so, and I mean it." Valentine's eyes met Julian's, and Julian believed him.
He shows the most exquisite devotion to his master, caresses him with his pretty baby hands, murmurs ouf in the tenderest of human tones, and sits on his shoulder or on his knee as he writes, looking up with a strange wistfulness in his eyes, as if he would like to express himself in something better than a monosyllable. This is a curious life. Mr.
They had heeded her and let her rule over them almost as much when she had been seven years old, and her curls, now so dark, had been yellow as corn in the sun. "Ouf!" growled only one insubordinate, "if you had been a day and night eating nothing but a bit of moist clay, you might be hungry too." The humiliated supplication of the reply appeased their autocratic sovereign.
I simply stay at home and write. I earned seventy pounds last year, and Mr. Graham says I could almost certainly earn twice as much if I were living in London." "Why was I not told of this?" said Sydney, with an air of vexation. "What do you write?" "Essays, and now and then a review, and little stories." "Little stories ouf!" he muttered, in evident disgust.
"I'll remember." The detective rose to go. "Good night or, rather, good morning, for the day is shining through that rose window. Pretty, isn't it? Ouf, I wonder when I'll get the sleep I need!" He moved toward the door. "Oh, I forgot about the dog. Tignol will come for him Tuesday morning with a line from me. I shall want Caesar in the afternoon, but I'll bring him back at six."
Ouf, though, mercy on us, look how it flares! We drove almost up to the edge of the fire. I got down and went to meet it. It was neither dangerous nor difficult. The fire was running over the scanty pine-forest against the wind; it moved in an uneven line, or, to speak more accurately, in a dense jagged wall of curved tongues. The smoke was carried away by the wind.
"Captain Barry, when dot launch I had comes back from dot gunboat, we schall sail. Mister Leedle has agreed to go back to the station unt take charge until Mister Gordon returns, unt he takes dot launch unt some navy mans to stay mit him in case dose leedle brown mans ouf Leyden's make more bodder. So now mine boy Hendrik schall tell you somedings, yes?" Barry kept silent, merely nodding.
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