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Jealous of you! I? I? And of what? Good God! Of your person or your mind?" But Jean knew full well that he had touched the wound in his soul. "Yes, jealous of me jealous from your childhood up. And it became fury when you saw that this woman liked me best and would have nothing to say to you." Pierre, stung to the quick by this assumption, stuttered out: "I? I? Jealous of you?
"You kn-kn-know Farnham?" She bent her head in regretful acknowledgment. "An' you kn-kn-know the señorita?" "Yes, a very little." Stutter Brown wet his lips, shifting awkwardly. "Well, y-you 'll excuse me, M-Miss," he stuttered in an excess of embarrassment, yet plunging straight ahead with manly determination to have it out.
I followed Glanville into the next room; and to my inexpressible astonishment and delight, discovered in his sister the beautiful, the never-forgotten stranger I had seen at Cheltenham. For once in my life I was embarrassed my bow would have shamed a major in the line, and my stuttered and irrelevant address, an alderman in the presence of His Majesty.
Lancelot had stuttered horribly during the latter part of this most heterodox outburst, for he had begun to think about himself, and try to say a fine thing, suspecting all the while that it might not be true. But Argemone did not remark the stammering: the new thoughts startled and pained her; but there was a daring grace about them.
He looked at her through half-closed lids, and observed how her milk-white little madonna's face flushed to the roots of her blonde hair. "Where did she go?" "Madame meant to go to the dressmaker," the girl stuttered, "and to make some purchases." She avoided his eyes. She had been in service only three months and had not yet perfected herself in lying.
"I hope as how I am, Miss Janice," stuttered Phil, very much taken aback. "Wilt give me your promise, if I tell thee something, to repeat it to no one?" "Certain, Miss Janice, I'll tell nothin' you don't want folks ter know." "Even dadda and mommy?" "Cross my heart." "You see that man over there?" "Yer mean Charles?" "Yes. He is desperately in love with me," announced the girl. "Living jingo!
Suddenly the waiter seemed to grow inarticulate with a rush of words. "I zink," he stuttered eagerly, "I zink it is those two clergy-men." "What two clergymen?" "The two clergymen," said the waiter, "that threw soup at the wall." "Threw soup at the wall?" repeated Valentin, feeling sure this must be some singular Italian metaphor.
In less time than it takes to tell it, we were whirling over the marshes, swaying from side to side, tearing a long hole in the atmosphere, I fancy; and certainly almost jarring the teeth from my head. "How's this for time?" cried the inventor. "It's all right for t-t-t-time," I stuttered. "But " "Yes, that part's all right," yelled the engineer, who had been ruthlessly detailed to assist.
The first glance, and his first words, explained everything to me: in place of what I had taken for the furious tones and terrible looks of an angry man, and the attitude of a frightened victim, I had before me only an honest citizen, who squinted and stuttered, but who was explaining the management of silkworms to his attentive daughter.
In other words, new combinations of images are possible, but an entirely new or basic picture is beyond the power of the imagination to create. So, with the specialist who would cure stuttering and stammering. It is impossible for the man who has never stammered or stuttered to know the fear that grips the sufferer when he thinks of speaking.
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