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Updated: September 28, 2025
"Ecco, signore!" cried the fellow, snatching the watch from my waistcoat pocket, and putting one black thumb-nail on the long hand, the other on he numeral twelve. "Mezzogiorno poco tempo poco tempo!" And again I seized his meaning, that it was twenty past eleven, and we must be there by twelve. But where, but where?
He was pausing between phrases to think and to bite at his thumb-nail, and he was so intent upon this letter to Pope Innocent that he did not notice the slow opening of the third window: and Melicent had been in conference with the queer small boy for some while before Dom Manuel looked up abstractedly toward them.
He received it gratefully on a palm, carried it to the window, and there split it open with a thumb-nail; and having been assured by Cis that it was a safe enough thing to do, he finally put the divided thorn into his mouth and chewed it up. And found it good! Next, he begged a bit of stem.
"I want to give her a book to read." "Ah, indeed. Where is it? Let me see it." Jean took from the breast of his loose jerkin a small volume, dog-eared and mildewed, and handed it to Hamilton. Meantime he stood first on one foot, then the other, gnawing his thumb-nail and blinking rapidly. "Well, Helm, just look here!" "What?" "Manon Lescaut." "And what's that?" "Haven't you ever read it?"
On the instant his past rushed into his consciousness. When he discovered a blood-blister under a thumb-nail, which he had received the previous week, his self-identification became doubly sure, and he knew that those unfamiliar hands belonged to Marcus O'Brien, or, just as much to the point, that Marcus O'Brien belonged to the hands.
"Encouraged him to think I cared for him; to to be in love with me." Mrs. Breen lifted her head now, and pushed her spectacles up on her forehead, while she regarded her daughter in silence. "Has he been making love to you?" "Yes." Her mother pushed her spectacles down again; and, turning the seam which she had been sewing, flattened it with her thumb-nail.
And since the subject of self, with an attentive listener, is always an attractive one, even to modest young men like Cyril Waring especially when it's a pretty girl who encourages you to dilate upon it why, the consequence was, that before many minutes were over, the handsome young man was discoursing from his full heart to a sympathetic soul about his chosen art, its hopes and its ideals, accompanied, by a running fire of thumb-nail illustrations.
And now for Hetty's thumb-nail biography while she climbs the two flights of stairs. She walked into the Biggest Store one morning four years before with seventy-five other girls, applying for a job behind the waist department counter.
Bell followed the account with the deepest interest. Then he proceeded to tell his own story. David appeared to be fascinated with the tale of the man with the thumb-nail. "So Miss Chris hopes to hypnotise the man with the thumb," he said. "You have seen more of her than I have, Bell.
"That Annie?" asked Uncle Pentstemon, pointing a horny thumb-nail. "Fancy your remembering her name!" "She mucked up my mushroom bed, the baggage!" said Uncle Pentstemon ungenially, "and I give it to her to rights. Trounced her I did fairly. I remember her. Here's some green stuff for you, Grace. Fresh it is and wholesome.
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