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Educated people yes, and many who are not educated have discovered that rhymes are not the private property of a few noted writers who, having squatted on that part of the literary domain some twenty or forty or sixty years ago, have, as it were, fenced it in with their touchy, barbed-wire reputations, and have come to regard it and cause it to be regarded as their private property.
"But, dreary as the days are, surely the nights are drearier," said her mother, wonderingly. "Yes, mother; I know but " She paused. What could she say, but that she wished to keep the children asleep, because there was so little to give them when they awoke? She saw from her mother's face that she understood her reason, and she hastened to say, "I must go to the village, mother.
For, if he falls, God help him! Yes, here was London, great and pitiless, and the fear of it was upon our souls as we rode into it that day.
"I'm all in, sir. I've been sick all day, sir." "Why didn't you report sick, then? Can't you get on?" "I don't think so, sir. Not for a while, at least." "Have you any pain, any nausea?" "No, sir, I'm just all in." "Do you know our route?" "Yes, sir, I've got the turns down." "Well, come along then when you can. I'll send back a waggon later, but don't wait for that."
Y' see I've got no sort of cleverness nor nuthin'. I jest look around an' see things an' then, then I think I know." He laughed quietly at his own conceit. "Oh, yes! sometimes I guess I know it all. An' then I get sorry for folks that don't, an' I jest wonder how it comes everybody don't understand same as me. Then something happens." "Yes, yes."
"Yes, he's in the ground-up, in heaven!" said Katie in a dreamy way; for, in her small mind, she believed heaven was a place called "in the ground-up," and that was all she cared about it. "Yes, Charlie is in the ground," replied Dotty, "but he doesn't know it.
"Well, in some countries men have to kill them, to save their own lives, you know." "Yes," said Sylvie: "if one tried to kill me, Bruno would kill it if he could." "Well, and so the men the hunters get to enjoy it, you know: the running, and the fighting, and the shouting, and the danger." "Yes," said Sylvie. "Bruno likes danger."
The sick girl's hands lay on the counterpane; one of them moved as Emma came to the bedside, and rested when the warmer fingers clasped it. There was eager inquiry in the sunken eyes; her hand tried to raise itself, but in vain. 'What did Alice say? she asked, in quick feeble tones. 'Is he coming? 'Not for Christmas, I'm afraid, dear. He's still very busy. 'But he sent you a message? 'Yes.
Have you ever been at Wimperfield? inquired Brian. 'Never. I have heard my father say it is a lovely place, a little way beyond Petersfield. 'Yes, I know every inch of the country round. It is charming. 'It cannot be prettier than this, said Ida, with conviction. 'I hardly agree with you there. It is a wilder and more varied landscape.
"Yes, I am Jocelyn Mounchensey," he said, "the son of him whom your arts and those of your partner in iniquity, Sir Giles Mompesson, brought to destruction; the son of him whom you despoiled of a good name and large estates, and cast into a loathsome prison, to languish and to die: I am the son of that murdered man.
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