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"It's very good," said the drawing-master, who was now looking over her shoulder. "Oak branches are all elbows," she murmured, warming to her work, and apparently talking to herself. "So different from willows and beeches." "Ve-ry good," said Mr. Henley, as Eleanor fitted the branches dexterously into the clusters of leaves; "now for a little bit of the oak bark, if you please."
'I should like to stop to nurse you; but I must be getting home. 'You surely won't think of going out such a night as this; you'll never find your way home. 'Yes, yes, I shall; it wouldn't do for me to remain here. They who had once been husband and wife looked at each other, and both smiled painfully. 'Ve-ry well, I'll see you do-wnstairs. 'Oh no! you mustn't, you'll kill yourself!
"Perfectly s-weet!" was Chrissie's verdict; then her eyes passed on to her handsome, stalwart father, and a twinkle of amusement showed in her eyes. "They both do! And so spick and span everything new from head to foot. They might be a newly-married couple a trifle elderly, but ve-ry well preserved! I shouldn't wonder if people thought they were. How would it be if we hid a little rice?
"We are going to talk to you, Genevieve Maud," she began, "ve-ry seriously, and we want you to pay 'tention and try to understand." This much was easy. Mamma usually opened her impressive addresses in such fashion. "'Pay 'tention and try to understand," echoed Genevieve Maud, and grinned in joyful interest. "Yes, really try," repeated Helen Adeline, firmly.
The boys were experts at the weary game. "Ve-ry good. I shall be sorry when any of you resume your 'abits of punctuality. Quietly return dumb-bells. We will now try some simple drill." "Ugh! I know that simple drill." "It would he 'ighly to your discredit if you did not, Muster Corkran. At the same time, it is not so easy as it looks." "Bet you a bob, I can drill as well as you, Foxy."
"A close shave that, sir, a VE-RY close shave! With Warnock on the bench I thought we could manage to pull it off. Had it been Guppy now ... Still, all's well that ends well, as the poet says. And now for a trifling matter of business." "How much do I owe you?" The bill it was already drawn up for "solicitor's and client's costs" came to twenty odd pounds.
"So, cousin," said the cheerful voice of Richard to Ada behind me. "We are never to get out of Chancery! We have come by another way to our place of meeting yesterday, and by the Great Seal, here's the old lady again!" Truly, there she was, immediately in front of us, curtsying, and smiling, and saying with her yesterday's air of patronage, "The wards in Jarndyce! Ve-ry happy, I am sure!"
Pilgrim did not in the least mean it, so he only said, 'I shouldn't wonder if Tryan turns out too many for you, after all. He's got a well-oiled tongue of his own, and has perhaps talked over Prendergast into a determination to stand by him. 'Ve-ry little fear of that, said Dempster, in a confident tone. 'I'll soon bring him round. Tryan has got his match.
A kourbash is a strip of old hippo-hide with a sort of keel on it, like the cutting edge of a boar's tusk. But we use the rounded side for a first offender." "And do any consequences follow this sort of thing? For the victim, I mean not for you?" "Ve-ry rarely. Let me be fair. I've never seen a man die under the lash, but gangrene may set up if the kourbash has been pickled." "Pickled in what?"
Conant's voice could be heard angrily protesting. A moment later the lawyer came in, followed by the little man with the fat nose, who bowed to Colonel Weatherby very respectfully yet remained planted in the doorway. "This is er er very unfortunate, sir; ve-ry un-for-tu-nate!" exclaimed Peter Conant, chopping off each word with a sort of snarl.
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