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Updated: June 1, 2025
What woman in all Europe, Asia, Africa, and America, nay, in Australia, only it is not yet discovered, can presume to be thy equal? Angelica? Pish! Gruffanuff? Phoo! The Queen? Ha, ha! Thou art my Queen. Thou art the real Angelica, because thou art really angelic. 'Oh, Prince! I am but a poor chambermaid, says Betsinda, looking, however, very much pleased.
Oh, sir, there is my captivity!" "What! Your husband?" "He is not my husband." "Mais a thousand pardons. The child your pardon." "Pish! 'Tis the child of an Indian woman." "Oh!" The blood again came to the young gallant's forehead. "Listen, I tell you! I have been scarce better than a prisoner in this man's hands. He has abused me, threatened me, would have beaten me " "Madame Mademoiselle!"
"Can I achieve the impossible, madame?" he cried, and his impatience waxed beneath this unreasonable insistence of his mother's. "Who asks it of you?" "Do not you, madame?" "I? Pish! All that I urge is that you take Valerie across the border into Savoy where you can find a priest to marry you, and get it done this side of Saturday." "And is not that the impossible?
"Pish," murmured Calton to himself, as he looked at her glowing face and outstretched hands, "these women are always in extremes. The fact is," he said aloud, "Fitzgerald is able to prove an ALIBI, and he refuses to do so." "But why?" Calton shrugged his shoulders. "That is best known to himself some Quixotic idea of honour, I fancy.
"Gold! no, no I got nothing indeed, I lost by it lost a pot full of black paint but never mind that. He's gone," replied Vanslyperken, recovering himself fast. "Who is gone?" "The lad, Smallbones." "Pish!" replied the old woman, rocking her chair. "Ay, well, never mind it was for revenge, then that's sweet very sweet. Now, Cornelius, tell me all about it."
Such is the theory, but such is not the fact. I've seen the owner crank her until his backbone comes unjointed, without getting any response whatsoever. And then, just when he is about to succumb to hate and overexertion, the thing says tut-tut reprovingly and then gives one tired pish and a low mournful tush and coughs about a pint of warm gasoline into his face and dies as dead as Jesse James.
My face was thrust within a hand's-breadth of his own; I had tossed back my cloak, and my fingers clutched the hilt of my sword. He became grave. His fine eyes he had great, sombre, liquid eyes, such as you'll scarcely ever see outside of Spain considered me thoughtfully a moment. Then he laughed lightly and fell back a pace. "Pish!" said he. "Saint James! I am no rabbit for your skewering.
The Deputies seated in the interior of the omnibus had been, it will be remembered, shut out of their Chamber by the perpetrator of the Coup d'Etat, but each had his official scarf. Scarf pish! "l'echarpe!" "Ceindre l'echarpe" there is no real English equivalent. Civic responsibility never was otherwise adequately expressed.
"Pish!" said my Lord Deleroy with a shrug of his shoulders, "a lady who is over-wrought and hangs to some common fellow, like one who kisses the feet of a wooden saint that she thinks has saved her from calamity!" At these words I, who had been listening like a man in a dream, awoke, as it were, for they stung me.
"Pish!" he said aloud, in a tone of sarcasm; "it may be an awful honor to shake hands with such an immaculate person as Montagu, but I'm not proud on the subject;" and he turned away. Montagu's hesitation was but momentary, and without a particle of anger or indignation he sorrowfully held out his hand.
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