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The same friend tells how well he took a rather fierce attack on an unpublished piece, when Mr Palgrave "owned that he could not find one good line in it." Perhaps most of the genus irritabile will grant that spoken criticism, if unfavourable, somehow annoys and stirs opposition in an author; probably because it confirms his own suspicions about his work. Such criticism is almost invariably just.
It is evident that the fact of having to deal with such rascals annoys the good Bishop not a little, as his severe and caustic comments frequently display.
David Lockwin thinks of Tarpion's threat about a claimant. It grows clear to him that there is a Chicagoan alive who can view his own cenotaph, his own memorial hospital, his own home who can proclaim himself to be the husband, and yet there will be men like Tarpion who will deny all. Lockwin's face annoys him. "Why was I such a fool to go without the proper treatment in that outlandish region!
If I talk, it irritates him. My very breathing annoys him; he cannot have me in the same room with him. But if I leave the cabin, he can't write a word. He wants me near, always. He says it's the knowing I'm there that makes him feel like writing. And then Sundays, if he isn't writing, he's painting.
"The turf slang has got into your constitution, I think, since you won that Garrison Cup. It's very wrong of you not to cure yourself, when you know how it annoys Mrs. Molyneux. He is right, though, Miss Tresilyan; it is a case of real distress: our vocal destitution is pitiable; so, if you have any benevolence to spare, do bestow it upon us, and your petitioners will ever pray, etc."
Since it annoys you that I open your letters, the enclosed one will be the last that I open; your letter did not reach me till after I had opened this. "Farewell, my tender one; send me often your news. Break up at once and come to me, and be happy without disquietude; all is well, and my heart belongs to you for life.
"You've not only done a wicked thing, which is bad; you've done a fool thing, which is worse. I have some sort of patience with a knave, but a fool 'annoys' me, as you express it. You've married a girl who loves another man. You may or may not repent your wickedness you and I have different ideas on such subjects; but you'll certainly repent your foolishness.
In each the larger animal keeps a contemptuous good humour; in each the smaller annoys him with wasp-like impudence, certain of practical immunity; in each we shall find a double life producing double characters, and an excursive and noisy heroism combined with a fair amount of practical timidity.
His friends teased him, asked him if he were in love, if some secret sorrow was troubling his mind and heart. At length he confessed. "Yes, indeed, I have to leave soon, and that annoys me." "What, you must leave? And why?" "Oh, I have some business that calls me back. I cannot stay any longer." They then talked of other matters. As soon as breakfast was over the valet in black appeared.
Then Radowitz, furious, appeared at his window, his golden hair more halolike than ever in the bright sun. "What are you doing, you idiots?" "Stop that noise, Radowitz!" shouted Falloden. "It annoys us!" "Can't help it. It pleases me," said Radowitz shortly, proceeding to close the window.
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