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She struck vaguely at him with her chubby little fist, which he waggishly took between his teeth in a gingerly gentle grip. "Stand back thar, Tennessee," Birt murmured mechanically. As usual, Towse was the precursor of Rufe, who presently dawdled out from the underbrush.
Then he slipped it into his pocket, and out he came where I immediately pinned him by the neckerchief. And, after a while, finding he could not again break my hold, he lay still, beneath me, panting, and, as he lay, his one eye glared more balefully and his other leered more waggishly than ever, as I, thrusting my hand into his pocket, took thence the purse, and transferred it to my own.
“Aves with them are rarae aves,” replied Mercurius, wagging his tail right waggishly; “and, what is more, I will lay thee any wager that no one of these will say a prayer to save thee.” “I would wager willingly,” responded he of Chauchigny; “but what has a poor soul like me to stake?”
This Amsterdam is the famous town built upon Wooden Piles, as is also Petersburg, and in some order Venice; and from its Timber supports, gave rise to the sportive saying of Erasmus when he first came hither, that he had reached a City where the Citizens lived, like Crows, upon the tops of Trees. And again he waggishly compared Amsterdam to a maimed Soldier, as having Wooden Legs.
We are impatient to visit him and give old Provencal the butler a run every day through those dark crypts of his, where lie entombed the choicest vintages of sunny France." The Chevalier said this waggishly, for the benefit of old Provencal, who stood behind his chair looking half alarmed at the threatened raid upon his well-filled cellars.
It really was worth while struggling to get on.... "Mother, where did they come from?" "Ah!" said Mrs. Melville waggishly. "Och, tell me! I don't imagine you went out and pawned the family jewels. Och, do tell me! Come on!" "A boy brought them up from Gilbey, the florist's, this morning. I could have fallen down when I opened the door.
He laughed waggishly. "And you'll be none too easy either," he added. "You beasts," cried Desmond, "but just you wait, your turn will come!" "Yours first, however," chuckled Bellward. "I rather fancy you will think us beasts by the time we have done with you, my young friend!" Then he turned to Strangwise. "Where's Minna?" he asked. "With the girl." "Is the girl sleeping?" Strangwise nodded.
LECTOR. But you are no fair judge, Scriptor. You say my health, my youth, as you waggishly call it, puts me out of court. Yet surely your ill-health and low spirits just as surely vitiate your judgment? SCRIPTOR. Admitted, so far as my views are the outcome of my particular condition.
"Are you fond of roasted hare, Cousin Louise?" asked the Landed Proprietor. "Are you fond of roasted hare, Magister?" whispered Petrea waggishly to Jacobi. "Brava, Petrea!" whispered her brother to her. "Are you fond of cold meat, Cousin Louise?" asked the Landed Proprietor, as he was handing Louise to the supper-table. "Are you fond of Landed Proprietor?" whispered Henrik to her as she left it.
"These are the proper things in the evening, aren't they?" he inquired. "I notice you've got on a pair." His guest chuckled. "They'll do to dance in afterwards if we go on to Covent Garden," he laughed, and then added waggishly, "How would you like to go to a fancy dress ball, Heriot?" "Is there one on to-night?" asked Heriot. "Yes." "Are you going?"
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