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Updated: May 14, 2025
“I’m sorry, teacher,” said Bully. “You may go,” said the young robin lady with a smile. “How about you, Bawly?” “I’m not!” he exclaimed, real cross-like, “and I’ll whisper again,” for all the while Bawly had been thinking how mean the teacher was to keep him in when he wanted to go out and play ball.
He was very reckless, too; and, once or twice, I heard a whisper among the servants that a doom was over him, and that he knew it, and tried to drown his knowledge in wild activity, and even sometimes, sir, in wine. So I grew up in this grand mansion, in that lonely place. Everything around me seemed at my disposal, and I think every one loved me; I am sure loved them.
Placing a chair close in front of the Interpreter, he seated himself and in a confidential whisper said, "Did you know that everybody thinks I am going insane? Well, I am not. Nobody knows it, but it's not me that's crazy it's John. He's been that way ever since he got home from France.
"Most sacredly, Raymond, will I fulfil every instruction it contains; should I myself survive; but I cannot, will not, bring myself to anticipate your fall." "Move on, move on," passed quickly in a whisper from front to rear of the column." "God bless you, Henry" exclaimed Raymond, again pressing the hand of the youth "remember the key." "We shall talk of that to night," was the light reply.
In almost a whisper, lest she should still be listening, he said, "There is a story about town that Vera Lytton's former husband an artist named Thurston was here just before her death." Senator Willard leaned forward as if expecting to hear Dixon immediately acquitted. None of us was prepared for the next remark.
The development of what we phrenologists call, for the sake of convenience, the organs of tune and time just over and near the side of the eye the fulness of the eyes, the exquisite mobility of the mouth, are fairly abno-or-r-mal," and here the learned professor's whisper made one's flesh creep.
Sir Thomas read the letter twice before he spoke a word to his daughter. Then, after pausing with it for a moment in his hand, he threw it to her across the bed. "Miss Mary is in luck," he said; "in very great luck. It is a magnificent property, and as far as I can see, one of the finest young fellows I ever met. You understand about his birth?" "Yes," said Patience, almost in a whisper.
I think he was within, and she would not answer me 'aye' or 'nay, but I know that she told the truth concerning the Israelite." Masanath, who had stood, the picture of dismay and apprehension during the last part of the recital, seized his arm. "Hast thou had an eye to the master?" she demanded in a fierce whisper. "Aye," he answered quickly. "I have followed him like a shadow, and this I know.
The greed of gain has power to kill superstition. His face puzzled her. Suddenly he cast himself back and hid his face in his hands, "Oh!" he muttered, "I can't do it, I can't do it!" In an instant his mother was standing over him. "Arthur," she hissed, "you know something?" "Yes," he confessed in a whisper at length. "Jem is not dead?" she hissed again. Her voice was hoarse.
"I took the last stitch on it Wednesday night," she said, in a hushed voice. "Didn't he come that night?" "I finished it before he came." "Did he see it?" Charlotte nodded. The two girls stood looking solemnly at the silk dress. "You can't see it here; it's too dark," said Charlotte, and she rolled up a window curtain. "Yes, I can see better," said Rose, in a whisper. "It's beautiful, Charlotte."
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