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He had taken the pawnticket from his pocket and held it out to Pelle, deeply offended. Pelle fingered his collar nervously; he was quite beside himself with rage. But what was the use? And now Hanne and her mother had come out over yonder. Hanne was wearing a yellow straw hat with broad ribbons. She looked bewitching; the old lady had the lunch-basket on her arm.
"The thief inserteth his thumb into the tail pocket of the unobservant archbishop for purposes of research. The young man playeth merrily forsooth with the old astronomer." Mrs. Merillia nodded her lace cap at him encouragingly. It was evident that there was an understanding between them. Lady Enid began to wonder what was its nature.
"Why, to tell you the thruth," answered the attorney, "I don't want to throuble your mother unless it's absolutely necessary; and although I have the notice ready in my pocket, if I could see Miss Lynch, I might be spared the disagreeable job of serving it on her." "The Holy Virgin save us!" said the widow; "an' what notice is it at all, you're going to serve on a poor lone woman like me?"
The terms that I have to offer are simply this: you can do everything you want, go anywhere you choose, if you will only leave this place. I have a hundred-thousand-dollar draft on the United States Treasury in my pocket at your immediate disposal." "But what's to become of me?" asked Chitterlings. "Your case has already been under advisement.
"If Bryant could have secured a loan, he would have had it in his pocket before this. I made inquiry of McDonnell when I reached Kennard concerning the company's cash account and discovered that it looked awful sick. No, he can't get money for the company except through me." "I see," said Pat. Gretzinger turned to Bryant. "Now, Lee, let's get down to brass tacks.
Low gently put aside the few pieces of gold she had drawn from her pocket, and briefly reminded her of the suspicion such a purchase by him would produce. "That's so," she said, with a laugh. "Caramba! what a mule I'm becoming! Ah! wait a moment. I have it!
Lilly and others inquired with some curiosity, 'What rarity have you got now? 'Oh, nothing, said I, 'but the first English book printed in America. There was a pause in the sale, while all had a good look at the little stranger. Some said jocularly, 'There has evidently been a mistake; put up the lot again. Mr. Stevens, with the book again safely in his pocket, said, 'Nay, if Mr.
"I'll tell you all I can, sir, without pay," flushing as he spoke; for a sudden memory of the cruel needs at home made him almost regret yielding to his first impulse of pride and self-respect. The young man flushed a little also, and slid he silver piece back into his own pocket rather quickly. "Pardon me," he said in a graver tone than he had yet used.
I wonder who is the author of it. A singular instance of ignorance in a man of some literature and general inquiry! Saturday, 28th August Dr Johnson had brought a Sallust with him in his pocket from Edinburgh. He gave it last night to Mr M'Aulay's son, a smart young lad about eleven years old. Dr Johnson had given an account of the education at Oxford, in all its gradations.
"You couldn't have played solitaire with this deck," said Jack. "Why not?" "All the cards are not here. There are but fifty-one." "There were fifty-two when I put them in my pocket," said von Ludwig, "because I counted them." Again Jack ran through the deck There were but fifty-one cards. Suddenly the lad gave a start.
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