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"Of course I know it's all right," he blundered ahead tactlessly the gleam in her eye should have warned him that he might have omitted that reassurance "but just the looks of the thing. And he's such a weak and wishy-washy little nonentity!" Her sense of justice aroused by this, she sprang to the defence of Sansome. "You are quite mistaken there," she said with dignity.
Jealousy of Heaven-knows-who is a wishy-washy passion. Supply a definite object, and it may become vitriolic. Polly Daverill, whoever she was, was definite, and might be the wife the convict had acknowledged or rather claimed when he first made Miss Julia's acquaintance, over twenty years ago. The lip was perhaps saved from bloodletting by an idea which crossed the mind of the biter.
Well, the whole trick consists in pilfering his originality, and dishing it up with the wishy-washy sauce of the School of Arts!
"TAKE a pull, Roger, and pass the flask," was the cordial prescription of Ben Burke, intended to cure a dead silence, generated equally of eager appetites and self-accusing consciences; so saying, he produced a quart wicker-bottle, which enshrined, according to his testimony, "summut short, the right stuff, stinging strong, that had never seen the face of a wishy-washy 'ciseman."
Peggy would think, if her own hair were only dark, or even brown, anything but this disgusting, wishy-washy flaxen. She had longed for dark eyes and hair ever since she could remember. Poor Peggy! But she kept her little romance to herself, and indeed it was a very harmless one, and helped her a good deal about keeping her hair neat and her shoe-strings tied.
Such wishy-washy coffee and only one cigarette." She lit it and stood up on the hearthrug. Her eyes were half closed, every vestige of colour had left her cheeks, her hand was pressed hard to her side. For a few minutes she seemed to struggle for breath. Then with a little lurch as though still giddy, she stooped, and picking up her fallen cigarette, thrust it defiantly between her teeth.
Gower drew her face down and kissed it. "You are that," he said huskily. "You're all Gower. There's real stuff in you. You're free of that damned wishy-washy Morton blood. She made a poodle dog of Norman, but she couldn't spoil you. We'll manage, eh, Betty?" "Of course," Betty returned. "But I don't know that Norman is such a hopeless case.
"I don't believe that, Robin Stout," returned Crux; "an' even if I did believe it I'd go on just the same, for I prefer a short life and a merry one to a long life an' a wishy-washy miserable one." "Hear! hear!" exclaimed several of the topers. "Don't ye think, Crux," interposed Darvall, "that a long life an' a happy one might be better than either?"
Just why a man who knows men, knows how wishy-washy they are as individuals, should be influenced by a demonstration from a mass of them, is hard to understand. But the fact is indisputable. They fooled me then; they could fool me again, in spite of all I have been through.
"I like those sort of fixed colors. I can't abide the wishy-washy tastes of the present day." "They's quite beautiful, ain't they?" said Pen. "I'll give them to you if you will " "You will give them to me?" said Betty. "But where did you get them from?" "That don't matter a bit. Don't you ask any questions and you will hear no lies.
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