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I say, butler, you must have gone out to quiet Don who by the way can't abear the sight of you through Mrs. Quarles's room: and, for all your threats, I'm not afeard to tell you what I think. First answer me this, Mr. Simon Jennings: where were you all that night, when we were looking for you? Oh! you choose to forget, do you? I can help your memory, Mr.
For constant comparisons of life with a vapour or a show, see Quarles's Emblems , though these conventional figures may be found thousands of times in general literature. The latter part of the sentence refers to the Tempest, Act IV, Scene I. "Matter then, may be defined, a Permanent Possibility of Sensation." John Stuart Mill, Examination of Sir William Hamilton's Philosophy, Vol. I. Chap.
Quarles's shawl, and sundry fearful fancies tinged with blood, these worried her exceedingly, and made her look upon the gold with an uneasy feeling, as if it were an unclean thing, a sort of Achan's wedge. At last, here comes Roger back, somewhat unsteadily I fear, with a stone two-gallon jar of what he was pleased to avouch to be "the down-right stingo." "Hooray, Poll!"
Bunyan felt, like the translators of the preceding century, that the text was sacred, that his duty was to give the exact meaning of it, without epithets or ornaments, and thus the original grace is completely preserved. Of a wholly different kind, and more after Quarles's manner, is a collection of thoughts in verse, which he calls a book for boys and girls.
Quarles's nervousness, which had been apparent during the drive from Chelsea, disappeared as dinner progressed, and I did not suppose a stranger like Randall would notice it. He would probably form rather a wrong impression of the professor, would look upon him as a highly-strung man, and would not realize that he was not in a normal condition this evening.
"Now, gentlemen and my lord, if Jennings did not go that way, nor the kitchen-way neither for he always was too proud for scullery-door and kitchen and if he did not give himself the trouble to unfasten the dining-room or study windows, or to unscrew the iron bars of his own pantry, none of which is likely, gentlemen there was but one other way out, and that way was through Bridget Quarles's own room.
I suppose Cockran felt a fool, as the professor intended he should. There was little to be explained when I went to Chelsea later. Quarles's reconstruction of the crime had showed me the lines along which he had worked.
Was the agent expecting to let the house again at once, or had they been put there for Quarles's convenience to-morrow night? How long my mind slid from one thing to another I cannot say; but gradually my ideas seemed to dwindle away into nothingness, and it is easy to imagine that I slept. I do not think I did, however.
Is there no conceivable method of possessing that vast hoard? Bless me! how huge it must be! and Simon turned whiter at the thought: only add up Mother Quarles's income for fifty-five years: she is seventy-five at least, and came here a girl of twenty. Simon's hair stood on end, and his heart went like a mill-clapper, as he mentally figured out the sum.
Quarles's identical honey-pot, full of her clean bright gold, and many pieces still encased in those tidy leather bags;" and his round eyes glistened again; but all at once, with a hurried look over his left shoulder, he exclaimed, involuntarily, in a very different tone, "Ha! away, I say! " Then he snatched the crock up eagerly, and nursed it like a child.
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