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"I don't know," he answered. "I can't do a thing with Jennie Junebug. She knocks me down whenever I meet her. She annoys me." "It's not so much myself I'm thinking of," said Mrs. Ladybug. "It's Farmer Green's fruit trees that I'm disturbed about. Jennie Junebug eats the leaves. I must put an end to that." "I have it!" Freddie Firefly exclaimed suddenly.
It is very merry, but it annoys me occasionally." "But I assure you confidentially that long and alone I should not care to live here; serious men and affairs are here in little demand and little appreciated. A compensation for this is found in the beautiful surroundings. Yesterday I was in the cemetery where Beethoven and Schubert are buried.
This old gentleman evidently supposed he had unearthed a great literary secret; but why had it made him so angry? 'Certainly not, he replied, firm and composed again now. 'I am Mr. Cyril Ernstone. I'm very sorry if it annoys you. 'It does annoy me, sir. I have a right to be annoyed, and you know the reason well enough! 'Do you know, said Mark languidly, 'I'm really afraid I don't.
"So he has settled down into a regular nuisance, who does a bit of poaching, steals fruit, breaks windows, and generally annoys every one in the place. If he were not such an ugly, shambling cub some recruiting sergeant might pick him up. As it is, we have to put up with him and his ways."
"Well, yes, I've done wrong. It's very bad what I did. You see I'm sorry for my fault. It makes me grieve very much because it annoys you. Come now, be nice, too, and forgive me." She had crouched down at his feet and was striving to catch his eye with a look of tender submission. She was fain to know whether he was very vexed with her.
"I am heartily glad, but it really is no more than I expected; for when did you ever fail in anything of importance?" "Most signally in one grave matter, which deeply concerns me. Despite my efforts, Olga's animosity grows daily more intense, and it annoys, wounds me; for you are aware that I have a very earnest interest in her welfare.
What annoys me the most, is his occasional attempts at affectionate fondness that I can neither credit nor return; not that I hate him: his sufferings and my own laborious care have given him some claim to my regard—to my affection even, if he would only be quiet and sincere, and content to let things remain as they are; but the more he tries to conciliate me, the more I shrink from him and from the future.
I have something to tell you, yet scarcely know how to tell it, or whether I should tell it at all. "I have not been quite well for some days past, and poor old Jup annoys me, almost beyond endurance, by his well-meant attentions.
You are too much immersed in matter." "But when it annoys me?" said Bouvard. "For my part, I don't admit it," rejoined Pécuchet. He had recently been reading an analysis of Berkeley, and added: "I deny extension, time, space, even substance! for the true substance is the mind-perceiving qualities."
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