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"Ay, and no wonder 't is a sad surprise to ye," went on Mr. Meredith, irascibly. "There shall be no more stolen interviews ay, or kisses from henceforth, ye Jerry Sneak! Come out of the hall, Janice, and have done with this courting by stealth." "I call Heaven to witness," retorted Jack, hotly, "if once I have acted underhand; and you have no right " "Pooh!
With that monosyllable, a philosopher massacres a fallacy: by those four letters a rich man gets rid of a beggar. But in the rosy mouth of a woman the harshness vanishes, the disdain becomes encouragement. "Pooh!" says the lady when you tell her she is handsome; but she smiles when she says it. With the same reply she receives your protestation of love, and blushes as she receives.
But Tess did not answer; she throbbingly resumed her walk, her eyes fixed on the ground. "Pooh I don't believe God said such things!" she murmured contemptuously when her flush had died away. A plume of smoke soared up suddenly from her father's chimney, the sight of which made her heart ache. The aspect of the interior, when she reached it, made her heart ache more.
Thou are a convicted scoundrel an impostor a murderer, for aught I know. Thou hast no claim upon my poor girl, who now lies there, insensible; the marriage is null and void!" "Pooh nonsense!" said the Chevalier, very coolly "you make a devil of a fuss about a very small matter.
"Why should this young man have so sounded me as to Violante's chance of losing fortune if she married, an Englishman?" "Did he? Oh, pooh! Excuse him. It was but his natural wish to seem ignorant of all about me. He did not know enough of my intimacy with you to betray my secret." But he knew enough of it must have known enough to have made it right that he should tell you I was in England.
It was true, Coquenil's look had deepened into one of somber reminiscence. "You mean the murders in the Rue Montaigne?" "Pre-cisely." "Pooh! A foolish fancy! How many red sunsets have there been since we found those two poor women stretched out in their white-and-gold salon? Well, I must get on. Come to-night at nine. There will be news for you." "News for me," echoed the old man.
"It were a pity for Sir Henry, but in truth, Maude, I like him not." "Pooh, nonsense! He wants none of our pity, but I tell thee Dorothy is too good a match to throw away upon him." "Perhaps so, Maude," replied the baron; "it may be so, but I shall be much mistaken if, after the tournament, he is able to ask for her again, but if he does I will refer him to you."
"We could make a tent with a sheet off the bed like we do lots of times. Put it over a chair, you know." "But I haven't a gun," Teddy went on. He knew that he and Janet could make a tent, for they had often done it before. "Couldn't you take a broom for a gun?" Janet asked. "I'll get it from the kitchen." "Pooh! What good is a broom for a gun? I want one that shoots!
Suppose Madame Bernstein says in confidence to her own woman, "Fainting fits! pooh! epilepsy! inherited from that horrible scrofulous German mother!" What means have we of knowing the private conversation of the old lady and her attendant? Suppose Lady Maria orders Mrs. Betty, her ladyship's maid, to taste every glass of medicinal water, first declaring that her aunt is capable of poisoning her?
"You didn't faint away as I did when the doctor was finding out if my vertebrums were hurt, so now!" cried Jill, bound to carry her point, though not at all clear what vertebrae were. "Pooh! Girls always faint. Men are braver, and I didn't faint a bit in spite of all that horrid agony." "You howled; Frank told me so.
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