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But look at the ts and the rs, and the capital P; in fact, look at all the letters. They are exactly the same type." "Of course any one trying to copy another man's hand would make his letters the same," she retorted, "but the character isn't the same. Can't you see?"
"Saul among the prophets," said Cardo, laughing, and picturing himself among the solemn-faced preachers. "No, no; that wouldn't do, Shanw. What would my father say?" "Well, well!" said Shanw, clicking her tongue against her teeth; "'ts, 'ts! 'tis pity indeed. But, there, everybody knows it is not your fault, Ser." Cardo frowned, and fell into a brown study.
"Yes," asserted the publisher, smoothing out the P. Ts.; "the old unreasoned instinct and repugnance will be put on a true basis when it is seen that childlessness is a proof of unworthiness a brand of failure." "As old-maidenhood is, less justly, to-day," I put in. "Quite so," said Marindin eagerly.
There dinna ye see 't?" he went on pointing to the clouds about the moon, " that ane, I'm doobtin', 'ill hae the better o' her or lang tak her intill 'ts airms, an' bray a' the licht oot o' her. Guid nicht, mem. Guid nicht, Fergus. You ministers sudna mak yersels sae like cloods.
A very fine fellow, and one of the best scholars in the county. You know his 'Meini Gobaith, published about a year ago?" "Oh, is that the man?" said the doctor. "Ts! ts! you have left a nest of Dissenters, William. I am glad you have escaped." "Yes," said Will, laughing; "a nest of Dissenters, certainly." "Well," said the vicar, "you owe a great deal to Gwilym Morris.
I'm one of the luckiest fellers ever was born. Always wuz lucky. Found a fip in a crack in the hearth 'fore I was three year old. 'Ts a fack. Found a two-and-a-half gole piece wunst. Golly, didn't I feel some! Haw! haw! haw! The way of't wuz this."
Chile b'long to 'ts mother. Unnerstan?" "Where is she?" said Mrs. Starbottle, with a very white face and a very low voice. "I'll splain all. Chile b'long to 'ts mother. Thash law. I'm lawyer, leshlator, and American sis'n. Ish my duty as lawyer, as leshlator, and 'merikan sis'n to reshtore chile to suff'rin mother at any coss any coss." "Where is she?" repeated Mrs.
"How 'v vif?" he asks as well as he can for the tacks. "Little higher. Oh, not so much. Down a little. Whope! that's .... Oh, plague take the firemen! Just look at that! Mercy! Mercy!" The man of the house can't turn his head. "Oh, I wouldn't have had it happen for I don't know what! Ts! Ts! Ts! That lovely silverleaf geranium that Mrs. Pritchard give me a slip of. Broke right off! Oh, my! My! My!
And she had a licht way wi' her, that was jist dazin'. She seemed to touch ilka thing wi' the verra tips o' her fingers, and syne ken a'thing aboot it, as gin she had a universal insicht; or raither, I wad say, her natur, notwithstandin' its variety, was sae homogeneous, that whan ae nerve o' her spiritual being cam in contack wi' onything, the haill sowl o' her cam in contack wi' 't at the same time and thereby; and ilka pairt read the report efter its ain fashion, translatin' 't accordin' to 'ts ain experience: as the different provinces and languages o' the Chinese Empire read the universal written tongue.
"Take heed to yourself after!" vouchsafed the Englishman between his teeth. "Conquered!" cried M. Beaucaire, and clapped his hands gleefully. "Conquered for the night! Aha, it ts riz'nable! I shall meet what you send after. One cannot hope too much of your patience. It is but natural you should attemp' a little avengement for the rascal trap I was such a wicked fellow as to set for you.
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