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"There is nothing the matter," I returned, evasively. "Don't tell me a tarradiddle, my dear," Lillian countered smoothly. "You're as white as a sheet, and I can see your hands trembling this minute. Something has happened to upset you. But, of course, if you'd rather not tell me " There was a subtle hint of withdrawal in her tone. I was afraid that I had offended her.
"You couldn't see her," says Roger; "she spent her entire evening in the rose-colored ante-room with Gore." "What a shameless tarradiddle," says Sir Mark. "What did she wear?" asks Julia. "I can't remember. I think, however, she was all black and blue." "Good gracious!" says Dicky Browne, "has George Mainwaring been at it again? Poor soul, it is hard on her.
"'Tis a disappointment for all of us, this tangle with Rackham's crew, but why any worse for you?" "I can't tell it all, Peter, but my life is forfeit once they lay hands on me." "What tarradiddle is this? As I remember it in the Revenge, when all hands of us were cruisin' together, ye had no mortal enemies." "It happened in the Plymouth Adventure," answered Joe.
"You must n't!" gasped Janice, hanging her head more than ever. "I'm to marry Philemon." "Tush!" exclaimed the man. "I heard that tarradiddle in York City. Why, thou 'rt promised to me, dost not remember, and I'll not release thee, that I bind to. Wouldst rather have that clout than me, Janice?" Very falteringly and still with downcast face the girl murmured, "No."
This way, lovey. Did I ever tell a lie, Miss Patty? Goodness gracious me! Well, to be sure, perhaps I told a bit of a tarradiddle when I was a small child; but an out-and-out lie never, thank the Almighty!" "But what is the difference between a lie and a tarradiddle?" "Oh, Miss Patty, there's a deal of difference. A tarradiddle is what you say when you are, so to speak, took by surprise.
Several of its members distinguished themselves greatly in after years. Lady Bancroft had left the company before I joined it, but Mrs. I was much struck at that time by Mrs. Kendal's singing. Her voice was beautiful. As an example of how anything can be twisted to make mischief, I may quote here an absurd tarradiddle about Mrs.
"If I could have fetched it to my mind," she said, "that Squire Darling were a tarradiddle, and all his wenches liars which some of them be, and no mistake and if I could refuse my own eyes about gold-lace, and crown jewels, and arms off, happier would I sleep in my bed, ma'am, every night the Lord seeth good for it.
Prockter looked at him. "Men are trying creatures!" she said. "So it seems you can't tell a tarradiddle for me?" And she sighed. "I don't know as I object to that. What I object to is contradicting mysen." "Why did you bring Helen?" Mrs. Prockter demanded. "I didna'. She come hersen." They exchanged glances. "And now she and Emanuel have run off."
Lord Lufton, she said, though he would not sleep in Bruton Street Lady Lufton lived in Bruton Street had promised to pass there as much of his time as his parliamentary duties would permit. O Lady Lufton! Lady Lufton! did it not occur to you when you wrote those last words, intending that they should have so strong an effect on the mind of your correspondent, that you were telling a tarradiddle?
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