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Updated: June 24, 2025
No onlooker would have even remotely suspected the fact that M. Roussillon had chanced to overhear a conversation between Hamilton and Farnsworth, in which Hamilton stated that he really did not intend to hurt M. Roussillon in any event; he merely purposed to humiliate the "big wind-bag!" "Ah, no; let me die bravely for honor's sake I fear death far less than dishonor!
Killing is its burden. I would the devil had all these Improvisadores. They gape round him while he twangs and screeches, the wind-bag! And he knows what words to sing to them, too. He has talent. Maladetta!" "Well, and what do you advise?" "I advise the senor to keep, now, within the Casa. No songs can give that vermin the audacity to seek the senor here.
For it became momentarily more apparent that those at the head of affairs were incompetent that the man upon whom hope had been placed was nothing but a talker, a man of words, an orator, a wind-bag.
As I didn't know, either, our colloquy was fruitless. Eventually Sir Anthony said: "Perhaps it's likely, after all, that Gedge may offend young Oxford's fastidiousness. It can't be long before he discovers Gedge to be nothing but a vulgar, blatant wind-bag; and then he may undergo some reaction." I agreed. It seemed to be the most sensible thing he had said.
'Surely, we are a common enough species! And then the green-grey eyes would narrow themselves in their shortsighted way, and Mrs. Ogilvie's voice, charmingly refined and well-bred, would with a few words lightly prick the falsely sentimental and self-inflated wind-bag of oratory that had presented its unprotected surface to her shaft. Towards religion her attitude was the well-bred one.
"It's gold," Peters yelled in answer "gold, you old wind-bag! There's a fortune in that boulder. Come on, boys. Out with the tools, and let us dolly a lump and test it." It might be only native copper, but for the moment neither Tony nor Murray doubted the opinion of Peters.
"We had better not speak of that, my son," he said to Nicholas. "It is best to leave such things alone." Ralph was smiling broadly with tight lips by now. "By my soul, Nick, you are the maddest wind-bag I have ever heard. All our heads might go for what you have said to-night. Thank God the servants are gone." "Nick," cried Mary imploringly, "do hold your tongue."
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