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Doggie took one from the crumpled paper packet which was handed to him, and lit it. He made a wry face, never before having smoked American tobacco. "How do you like the flavour?" asked Phineas. "I think I'd prefer the elephants' house," said Doggie, eyeing the thing with disgust. "You'll find it the flavour of the whole British Army," said McPhail.

"Oh, man," said he, eyeing me with a somewhat wry smile, "I'm juist thinkin' ye're no' afeared o' bogles, whateffer!" "Who are you?" said I, in no very gentle tone. "Donal's my name, sir, an' if ye had an e'e for the tartan, ye'd ken I was a Stuart." "And what do you want here, Donald Stuart?"

The daylight shines garishly on the back windows of the Irish quarter; on broken shutters, wry gables, old palsied houses on the brink of ruin, a crumbling human pig-sty fit for human pigs. There are few signs of life, besides a scanty washing or a face at a window: the dwellers are abroad, but they will return at night and stagger to their pallets.

"No, not a bit. I've got over that, and I'm beginning to enjoy myself." "Shall you stay here always?" he questioned. "I don't know, Robin. I'm not going to look ahead. I'm just going to make the best of the present. Don't you think that's the best way?" He made a wry face. "I suppose it is if you don't know what's coming." "But no one knows that," said Juliet. He glanced at her.

There is nothing more dangerous to the family than the present paternalistic and pauperizing trend of legislation." "I wish you would preach that to the factory inspectors," said Mr. Clarke, with a wry smile. "Between the poor mothers who are constantly trying to get the children into the factory, and the inspectors who are trying to keep them out, I have my hands full."

With a wry look Mallow, now seated on the old stump of a tree, held out his left hand. It was covered with blood. "I think we'll have to forego that courtesy, Calhoun," he said. "Look at the state of my hand! It's good blood," he added grimly. "It's damned good blood, but but it won't do, you see." "I'm glad it was no worse," said Dyck, not touching the bloody hand.

"You wouldn't believe how many fine fagots we carried," declared the second son. The other sons began to appear one by one, now that the first shock of battle was over. They all stared up at the Old Woman as if they were prepared to run if she so much as sneezed. "Well, you know what's coming to you now," said the Old Woman. "Come on, all of you!" They all began to make wry faces.

Jimmie almost permitted herself a wry face at the idea of turning her one week with the Lombards to such poor account, and at first I feared that this plan would quite spoil her pleasure, to say nothing of Bee's. But if you have noticed, the hostess has very little to do with a modern house-party, except to get her people together. After that, they manage things to suit themselves.

The General made a wry face at the interruption, but after a moment's pause he took the card, put on his pince-nez, and, uttering a groan, rose, in spite of the pain in his back, to his full height, rubbing his numb fingers. "Ask him into the study." "With your excellency's permission I will finish it alone," said the artist, rising. "I feel the presence."

"A lawyer's son!" Hinde sneered. "And Milchu, being a gentleman, would not be governed by a slave. Think of an Irish gentleman being governed by an Irish peasant!" There was a wry look on his face, "And a little common Irish priest to govern a little common Irish peasant!... They won't get gentlemen to live in a land like that!" "I'm a peasant," said John.