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MR. ICKY: Tut-tut! ... One should not judge ... Charity, my girl. What was it Nero said? "With malice toward none, with charity toward all " PETER: That wasn't Nero. That was John Drinkwater. MR. ICKY: Come! Who is this Frank? Who is this Jack? ULSA: Dempsey. DIVINE: We were arguing that if they were deadly enemies and locked in a room together which one would come out alive.
Pomphlett's neighbour on the settle, a long-necked man in brown, "from the wind; don't you, Pomphlett?" Mr. Pomphlett nodded with an aggrieved air, and sucked his pipe. "Death," continued the man in brown, by way of setting the conversation on its legs again, "has been busy in Harwich, Barker." "Ah! now we come to business! Barber, who's dead?" "Alderman Croten, sir." "Tut-tut. Croten gone?"
"Men seldom know what a woman has on, if she looks nice; but women take in every detail of dress and criticise it severely if anything happens to be out of date, ill fitting or in bad taste." "Then they're in bad taste themselves!" retorted the Major, hotly. "Tut-tut, sir; who are you to criticise woman's ways?" asked Uncle John, much amused.
THOU? An' I get my hands upon thee " "Tut-tut!" said the burley Ruffler, interposing in time to save the King, and emphasising this service by knocking Hobbs down with his fist, "hast respect for neither Kings NOR Rufflers? An' thou insult my presence so again, I'll hang thee up myself."
'What need to tell any one? Thoughts are free. 'Oh, but' she laughed hysterically 'I was not free, and I what do you think I did? She was growing more and more excited. 'Tut-tut! the lawyer said. 'What matter? 'I promised to marry some one else. 'Good Lord! he said. The words were forced from him. 'Some one else! she repeated. 'I was asked to be my lady, and it tempted me! Think!
You have better models to follow, and in any case what was lacking on the side of birth, in these instances, was compensated by fortune. Without that balance they would not have had the baseness and imprudence to marry thus." Poor Eleonore had no compensating balance of that kind in her favour. She was only beautiful, charming and sweet-natured. Therefore, "tut-tut, my son!"
"I am busy," Herring interrupted her, scowling, and he swung his chair so that his back was toward her. "You won't be busy long, if you keep talking that way," predicted the girl. "Tut-tut!" said the Hon. Andrew, warningly. "Your threats, young lady, are as unwise as Mr. Herring's speech." "But they carry more weight," she asserted stoutly.
If they succeed in their vile plot, Mr. Watson, we shall be humiliated and disgraced forever." "Tut-tut," said he; "don't think of that. Let us consider John Merrick, and nothing else." Louise protested that Beth had not been fair in her conclusions. The Count was an honorable man; she would vouch for his character herself. But Mr. Watson did not heed this defense.
Jekyll," he said in a loud, unsteady voice. "I am quite done with that person; and I beg that you will spare me any allusion to one whom I regard as dead." "Tut-tut," said Mr. Utterson; and then after a considerable pause, "Can't I do anything?" he inquired. "We are three very old friends, Lanyon; we shall not live to make others." "Nothing can be done," returned Lanyon; "ask himself."
'To be sure, child. 'On your word? with a sudden glance at him. 'Of course, I could not ask better security! Surely, sir, there's but one thing to be said. 'Tis too generous, too handsome! 'Tut-tut! he answered, wondering at her way of taking it. 'Far too handsome seeing that I have no claim on you, Sir George, and have only put you to great expense. 'Pooh! Pooh! 'And trouble.
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