This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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13582 | He also omits the discoveries made in 1809(?) |
13582 | How is this discrepancy to be explained? |
18809 | Are they going to rebuild the tower, sir? 18809 But perhaps you are going somewhere?" |
18809 | Good gracious, sir, who could have invented such lies? 18809 How far is it to Hindon?" |
18809 | In what opera? |
18809 | Is it not amazingly like Lord Byron? |
18809 | Is it possible, sir, and which then is your air? |
18809 | Is it possible? 18809 Is this the right road?" |
18809 | Not believe? 18809 Of Carthage?" |
18809 | Sir, did you ever see his sketch of Death on the Pale Horse? 18809 Then you do n''t value that picture much?" |
18809 | Then you have visited Granada? |
18809 | What do you think of the Alhambra? |
18809 | But how shall I attempt to describe to you the St. Catherine? |
18809 | But what can Papworth have done there? |
18809 | Can we see the remains at this distance? |
18809 | Did you never read''Memories of the Duke of Grammont?'' |
18809 | Have you time to go through the rooms with me?" |
18809 | He accompanied us as far as the dining room door, when he inquired if I had seen the Tower? |
18809 | He is a man of considerable talent; but who was that person he brought with him? |
18809 | He went to Vienna, where he obtained vast celebrity, and wrote to me, saying,"Do you remember that march you composed which I kept so long? |
18809 | How do you like it?" |
18809 | I said,"How did you get him to paint it so soft? |
18809 | It surely can not be Fonthill was the instant suggestion? |
18809 | Lord Byron tried many times to get a sight of the Eps[? |
18809 | My companion here observed,"Had Mr. Beckford heard of the recent discoveries made of the ruins of Carthage?" |
18809 | Pray, Sir, do you know that picture?" |
18809 | That was pretty well, eh?" |
18809 | What in the world will they find out next? |
18809 | What think you of it?" |
18809 | When you are attacked by snarling, waspish curs is it at all wonderful if you find them an echo of the proprietor? |
18809 | Who but a man of extraordinary genius would have thought of rearing in the desert such a structure as this, or creating such an oasis? |
18809 | didst thou not inspire Raphael? |
18809 | what? |
33055 | And he is now quite a great man? |
33055 | And little Phyllis, too, father? |
33055 | And the child!--the sweet, innocent child? |
33055 | And what did you think? 33055 And you have practised that quick passage in the song in''Judas Maccabæus''?" |
33055 | Are they so wrapt in their production of music? |
33055 | Are you sure? |
33055 | But give me a kiss, Lina; we do n''t forget our old home- love, do we? 33055 Ca n''t you come to an understanding, gentlemen?" |
33055 | Can I go to him? |
33055 | Could? 33055 Did David take it?" |
33055 | Did you ever see such a hat? |
33055 | Did you send my letter, Graves? |
33055 | Do you know the doctor, Miss Griselda-- this young Doctor Cheyne? |
33055 | Do you remember that promise? |
33055 | Do you think she will be kind to me? |
33055 | Graves, why_ are_ you so gloomy-- like the day? 33055 Griselda, ca n''t you be amusing? |
33055 | Has the matter got wind in Bath? |
33055 | Have you a mother and sister? |
33055 | Have you brought it-- the letter? |
33055 | How can I rest? 33055 How dare you speak like that to me? |
33055 | How did I get here? |
33055 | How shall I tell him? |
33055 | I have bought you, and I will keep you; and, who knows? 33055 I hope the gig came to meet the coach, dear husband?" |
33055 | If I may be so bold, may I beg you to convey my dutiful remembrances to her ladyship? |
33055 | In the street? |
33055 | Is anything wrong? |
33055 | Is it your leg pains, father, or is your head worse? |
33055 | Is the gentleman dead? 33055 Is there a romance connected with her? |
33055 | Lady Betty-- did you hear? 33055 Late-- am I late, mother? |
33055 | Lor'', ma; do you hear? |
33055 | May I be allowed to look into that telescope, madam? |
33055 | Mistress Graves, are you here? 33055 My dear, may I ask you to mind your own business?" |
33055 | Now-- at once? |
33055 | Poor Alex, is the lowest yet most important step of the ladder distasteful to you? 33055 Shall I proceed to Sydney Place, sir? |
33055 | Surely, Caroline, the life or death of a friend is of more importance than an anthem? |
33055 | Surely, by a safe hand? |
33055 | That''s an untruth,said Graves;"but what do I hear him saying about the ladies?" |
33055 | The Lady Betty is your aunt? |
33055 | The chairs?--who said I wanted a chair? 33055 Then may I hope that Mr. Herschel will give me lessons?" |
33055 | Then you came for pleasure? |
33055 | Was Miss Mainwaring ill? |
33055 | Was it very charming at Slough, Leslie? |
33055 | Well, Alex, is that you? 33055 Well, what if I am?" |
33055 | Well,Griselda said,"I have brought you money to buy food, and surely you want a fire; and where is your bed?" |
33055 | What amuses you, Danby? |
33055 | What are you going there for, pray, if I may be so bold? |
33055 | What are you turned spy for? |
33055 | What do you mean? 33055 What does it mean, my dear?" |
33055 | What have you done with Sir Maxwell Danby, child? |
33055 | What is it? 33055 What is the matter?" |
33055 | What? |
33055 | Where am I? |
33055 | Where are your manners, not to invite him to come in? |
33055 | Where have you been? |
33055 | Where is the young lady? |
33055 | Whither away, my fair lady, with that puppy? |
33055 | Who hinders you, sir? |
33055 | Who is the lady? |
33055 | Who opened that door? |
33055 | Who said I had turned spy? |
33055 | Who will you take up with next? 33055 Why do you look so miserable? |
33055 | Why so cruel to me,he asked,"when I would be your slave? |
33055 | Will she be kind to me? |
33055 | Will you be sure to let me know if I can do aught for her? 33055 Will you come?" |
33055 | Will you find out Brian Bellis for me? 33055 Will you not be disturbed by passers- by?" |
33055 | Will you pray for me? |
33055 | Yes; where is Alexander? |
33055 | You can then judge of truth or falseness by the unerring instinct which is one of the gifts of true womanhood? 33055 You did find her? |
33055 | You do n''t feel inclined for a compromise, then? |
33055 | You have copied the score for Ronzini, Caroline? |
33055 | You look charming,Sir Maxwell began;"but why no colour to relieve this whiteness? |
33055 | You were pleased with the music last evening, Mistress Mainwaring? |
33055 | _ Is_ the boy, Brian Bellis, come back? |
33055 | _ Who is she?_Then an exceeding bitter cry echoed through the rafters of the chamber as if it would pierce the very roof. |
33055 | 6, Crown Alley?" |
33055 | Am I not one of the chief patronesses of the ball? |
33055 | And now Graves hesitated a little:"I gave it to his care as soon as I went down this morning; but----""But what?" |
33055 | Are you Brian Bellis? |
33055 | Brian Bellis was standing in the entrance- hall, and Griselda went eagerly towards him:"Have you brought me tidings?" |
33055 | But Claverton Down!--how should she reach it? |
33055 | But Griselda had passed out of hearing before Lord Basingstoke''s friend inquired:"Who is the other? |
33055 | But Norah-- the child?" |
33055 | But about six o''clock Alexander appeared, and said:"Did you hear carriage- wheels roll off not long ago?" |
33055 | But is not the canker at the root of many a fair flower of womanhood in the higher circles of our own time? |
33055 | But may I venture to address a few words to your fair ward? |
33055 | But the true womanly instinct asserted itself, and pointing to an open door leading into another garret, she said:"May I go in there?" |
33055 | But where is Lady Betty? |
33055 | But who were the people she was seated with? |
33055 | But why should you be distressed?" |
33055 | But you would not go to scoff, Miss Griselda?" |
33055 | But, Graves, that letter--_did_ you send it?" |
33055 | But,"he said, checking himself,"I am at your service now about the trinkets, or shall we pay a visit to the poor folks first? |
33055 | By- the- bye,_ your_ star of beauty is not here to- night; has she set behind a cloud? |
33055 | Can I be of any assistance? |
33055 | Can I help to arrange the telescope?" |
33055 | Can it be true? |
33055 | Can we help, Leslie?" |
33055 | Can you handle a sword?" |
33055 | Can you write it?" |
33055 | Could you not make it alone?" |
33055 | Deeply had the mother suffered-- would her child be like her in this, as in outward form and semblance? |
33055 | Did I not tell her to remove every speck before it was placed by the window? |
33055 | Did you ever behold such airs and graces?" |
33055 | Did you ever see anything like the feet of the young one? |
33055 | Did you know that my father was the actor who died in Crown Alley?--that Norah, the beggar- child at your door in Rivers Street, is-- is my sister?" |
33055 | Did you take the soup? |
33055 | Do n''t you understand? |
33055 | Do ye hear?" |
33055 | Do you hear, miss?" |
33055 | Do you hear?" |
33055 | Do you hear?" |
33055 | Do you know Mr. and Miss Herchel, madam?" |
33055 | Do you see?" |
33055 | Do you suppose I can brook that?" |
33055 | Do you take the waters, miss?" |
33055 | Do you think, sir, Lady Betty and myself might venture to pay our respects to Mr. and Miss Herschel?" |
33055 | Do you understand?" |
33055 | Does the gentleman know?" |
33055 | Graves, did you go?" |
33055 | Graves, why do n''t you speak?" |
33055 | Graves-- do hearts break? |
33055 | Griselda exclaimed;"what does she say?" |
33055 | Griselda stood where Graves left her, her hands clasped together, and exclaimed:"What shall I do?--wait till he writes? |
33055 | Griselda tore the note in pieces, and said:"Why does he not send his ridiculous billets to the person who wants them? |
33055 | Griselda''s eyes flashed angrily; and then, recovering herself, she said:"At what hour shall we order the chairs?" |
33055 | Had I made too much of the misery, and want, and wretchedness of that poor man?" |
33055 | Had she not promised to befriend her? |
33055 | Harrison, do you hear?" |
33055 | Have I not been besieged for cards? |
33055 | Have you a torch handy?" |
33055 | Have you been long a visitor to Bath, madam?" |
33055 | Have you been playing as usual?" |
33055 | Have you been to Crown Alley? |
33055 | Have you never seen her by the help of a reflector before?" |
33055 | Have you taken care of your mother, William and Alex?" |
33055 | He hastened to relieve Griselda''s evident embarrassment by saying:"May I have the honour of presenting you to my mother, Miss Mainwaring? |
33055 | He is an old hand-- and you? |
33055 | Herschel''s?" |
33055 | How about the violins and the harpsichord? |
33055 | How do you fancy my new curtshey?" |
33055 | How was it possible she could be the sister of the orphan child, and the daughter of an actor, who had died sunk in the depths of misery and poverty? |
33055 | I Do you think he has found it out, and that this keeps him away?" |
33055 | I am no longer the pleasure- seeker then?" |
33055 | I could fancy this last is a thief: the odds and ends vanish, who knows how? |
33055 | I feel it for my son-- and how much more is it full of danger for you?" |
33055 | I heard, by- the- bye, Travers, that the voice of the Assembly Room is unanimous in declaring Miss Mainwaring the reigning beauty; but----""But what?" |
33055 | I myself hope to be present; and may I hope to have the honour of meeting you there?" |
33055 | I say, where is Miss Mainwaring?" |
33055 | I want someone, do n''t I, Mr. Travers? |
33055 | I will return hither, mother; meantime, may I hope you and Miss Mainwaring will have some conversation which will be agreeable to both?" |
33055 | If a bad man got hold of you, what then? |
33055 | Is Miss Mainwaring here? |
33055 | Is anything amiss?" |
33055 | Is it not so, Caroline?" |
33055 | Is not Phyllis glad to see father safely back again?" |
33055 | Is there no mistake?" |
33055 | It is, I warn you, a sad spectacle-- can you bear it? |
33055 | May I dare to hope it is so?" |
33055 | May I have the honour of seeing you to North Parade?" |
33055 | May I, sir, introduce myself as Dr. Watson, and may I follow up this acquaintance by a call to- morrow?" |
33055 | Might I ask her?" |
33055 | Nineteen millions of miles, or eighteen and three- quarter millions? |
33055 | No love- story is new to her, is it, Graves?" |
33055 | No; who can tell what to- morrow may bring? |
33055 | No? |
33055 | Now, brother, shall we return to the top of the house?" |
33055 | Now, mother, you do not see sin and wickedness in star- gazing, surely?" |
33055 | Now, what do I care for scolding?" |
33055 | Presently Griselda received a nudge from one of the young ladies''rather sharp elbows:"Pray, miss, who''s that fine gentleman walking with? |
33055 | Promise you will not quarrel with him? |
33055 | Say it is not a dream, those blessed words you spoke in the church, Griselda?" |
33055 | Shall I ever accomplish it? |
33055 | Shall I leave the house?--shall I go to Mrs. Travers? |
33055 | Shall we go to the dining- parlour at once?" |
33055 | Shall we visit him to- day?" |
33055 | So you have two happy people still here, I see?" |
33055 | Stand back, Graves; what do you mean?" |
33055 | Suddenly a flash of intelligence came into those large dark eyes, and the man started up and gazed at Griselda, repeating:"Who is she?--who is she?" |
33055 | Surely there are those who stand in the place of parents to you?" |
33055 | Surely, Aunt Betty, you have not encouraged this gentleman to pursue a suit which is distasteful to me?" |
33055 | That bad man''s evil eye was on us in the church that day-- that bright, beautiful day-- when was it?" |
33055 | The necessary figures were jotted down, and then Caroline said:"Do you think Leslie Travers was going off in that carriage?" |
33055 | There may be a bow in the dark cloud-- who can tell?" |
33055 | There''s the score of that quartette in G minor, Alex-- is it safe?" |
33055 | Was it possible that Leslie Travers could think her unmaidenly to write as she had done? |
33055 | Was she trying your patience-- you poor dear old Graves-- past bearing? |
33055 | Well, girls, shall we take a turn? |
33055 | What answer shall I take to Danby?" |
33055 | What are you about, Danby, to let another get before you? |
33055 | What are you dreaming about, child?" |
33055 | What boy?" |
33055 | What child?--and whither did she go? |
33055 | What did you hear there?" |
33055 | What do I say? |
33055 | What do the gentry want with stabbing one another to the heart about paltry quarrels? |
33055 | What is amiss, Sir Maxwell?" |
33055 | What is it, Samuel?" |
33055 | What is it?" |
33055 | What next, I wonder?" |
33055 | What of that?" |
33055 | What would our mother say at all this?" |
33055 | What''s all this rubbish?" |
33055 | Where are you going, pray?" |
33055 | Where is my mother?" |
33055 | Where was Griselda? |
33055 | Who can tell what may be discovered? |
33055 | Who shall dare to limit the love and forgiveness of God in Christ? |
33055 | Why does the reality of love so often flee away, and only a ghost- like shadow and pale semblance remain? |
33055 | Why is it that it is so often missed? |
33055 | Why is she absent to- night? |
33055 | Why not? |
33055 | Why wo n''t you speak, Graves? |
33055 | Why, child, do n''t you know he is a great catch?" |
33055 | Why-- why do I see no choice exotics in your hand, or on your breast? |
33055 | Will you ask your brother if I may have lessons?" |
33055 | Will you come and comfort her?" |
33055 | Will you come, sir?" |
33055 | Will you discover from Miss Herschel if the tale is true-- now-- I mean now? |
33055 | Will you have the lanthorn; you can leave it as you come back?" |
33055 | Will you sell some for me? |
33055 | Will you take me at once to a shop in the Abbey Churchyard, and inquire for me the price they will fetch? |
33055 | Wo n''t you take a seat here?" |
33055 | Yes, I have seen him; but what is he to me?" |
33055 | Yes, I''ll order the chair-- maybe two; but you''ll dine first? |
33055 | Yet it is not like him to cast me off, is it, Graves?" |
33055 | You are walking? |
33055 | You know the_ on dit_ is that she is to be Lady Danby?" |
33055 | You know, then, her story was true?" |
33055 | You will be a good little maid to her?" |
33055 | You will make Him your Friend, my dear? |
33055 | You will send the boy Zack for a chair, wo n''t you?" |
33055 | and how could she fulfil her promise? |
33055 | and were you kind in your manner to the poor little girl? |
33055 | can not you do something for us? |
33055 | did you see that?" |
33055 | light a torch, and light these ladies on their way; or shall he call a chair, madam?" |
33055 | must I make the way easy?" |
33055 | or the son of man, that Thou considerest him?'' |
33055 | she asked in a low voice--"are you sure? |
33055 | she said;"did-- did he die? |
33055 | that beautiful sacred name, for it was my mother''s?" |
33055 | what will you do when I am gone?" |
33055 | what,"Mr. Herschel said,"did I say? |
33055 | would the truth have changed the aspect of things for him-- made the situation more or less painful? |
33055 | you have been such a long, long time; and have you brought her-- the lady-- the young lady?" |
56227 | ''Twould be interesting to know,further trumpeted Lady Maria,"which of these gentlemen is supposed to have run away with the widow Bellairs?" |
56227 | ( Child, how do you spell quarrel?) 56227 A mask? |
56227 | After all,said she as she tripped along, and the dimples deepened as the smile broadened,"who knows? |
56227 | Ah, Jasper, lad,cried Tom Stafford, and struck him upon his shoulder,"lying in wait for us? |
56227 | Ah, Kitty,whispered Mr. Stafford in Mistress Bellairs''shell- like ear,"do you like them so tender- green? |
56227 | Ah, is it so? 56227 Ah, madam,"cried he reproachfully,"is''t not enough to keep me for ever in Hades, must you needs add to my torture by showing me another in Paradise? |
56227 | All the afternoon? 56227 Alone?" |
56227 | And I never asked,said she, in a melting tone,"after your wound? |
56227 | And after? |
56227 | And did you think,said she, laying the case on the table,"that I would have the face to ask a_ rich_ lover to elope with me?" |
56227 | And how have I alarmed you? 56227 And if I grant you yours,"said he, as his heart beat very fast,"what will you give me?" |
56227 | And is that how you would save my reputation? 56227 And merry, and good company?" |
56227 | And what may his arm be doing over my head? |
56227 | And what of the fool that picked them up and read them? |
56227 | And what, sir,interrupted Sir Jasper in an ominous voice--"what, sir, may I ask, was your purpose in walking this way to- night?" |
56227 | And whither went they? |
56227 | And will you go,said the stranger,"without having seen my face?" |
56227 | Are_ you_ the scoundrel, then,said he, marching upon O''Hara,"who dared to lay hands upon an unprotected lady in the very streets of Bath?" |
56227 | As far as your door? |
56227 | Ay,said he,"where should I be now, Kitty? |
56227 | Baah-- baa ooh.... What can I have seen in him? 56227 Bear you malice, is it?" |
56227 | But has the woman a dimple? |
56227 | But what has happened, woman, what has happened? |
56227 | But, think you, was Sir Jasper at home? |
56227 | Come, come, we understand each other,said he;"will you walk with me? |
56227 | Come, devil take it all, Sir Jasper,said he,"and what is it about?" |
56227 | Come,said Mistress Bellairs,"what else have you against him? |
56227 | Could you-- could_ you_ have_ found_ it, Sir Jasper, I wonder? 56227 Did I not tell you your honour was safe with me? |
56227 | Did she say an hour? |
56227 | Did you write that letter? 56227 Do I look like a woman who needs to drink waters for''wholesomeness?''" |
56227 | Do? |
56227 | Eh,cried the Irishman,"what is that ye say?" |
56227 | Eh? |
56227 | Eh? |
56227 | Eh? |
56227 | Expecting visitors, Julia? |
56227 | Faith,cried Stafford,"ca n''t you cover that head of yours, somehow, O''Hara? |
56227 | Fie, fie, who wears a peruke now- a- days, unless it be your country cousin? 56227 Fight you, sir?" |
56227 | Fly to his bosom? 56227 For goodness sake,"moaned the lady from her pillows,"what are you talking about now?" |
56227 | From your tenderest years she sedulously inculcated in you earnest principles and pious practices, did she not? |
56227 | Gad, we have ten minutes yet, we will have her up, eh, Verney? 56227 Good God, and whom did she refer to?" |
56227 | Has she? 56227 He said,"sobbed Julia,"''May n''t a man even go for a stroll?'' |
56227 | How dare you ask it? |
56227 | How like you the mode? |
56227 | How now,cried Sir Jasper fiercely,"have you heard from Villiers? |
56227 | How now? |
56227 | How now? |
56227 | How? |
56227 | I asked you, sir,he demanded with an ominous rise in his voice,"if you wore your own hair?" |
56227 | I wonder,she said innocently,"if my carriage be ready, and whether Lady Maria is well installed?" |
56227 | I, vexed? |
56227 | I? 56227 I?" |
56227 | I? |
56227 | If I wept,said she,"must my tears have been for you?" |
56227 | In his bedroom? |
56227 | Is it me? |
56227 | Is it not, perhaps, a thought fly- away? 56227 Is it possible that you and I are of the same sex?" |
56227 | Is it true that you love Lady Standish? |
56227 | Is it we? |
56227 | Is it your intention to live with your mother when you are married? |
56227 | Is n''t poor Denis O''Hara to run away with you merely to save your reputation? |
56227 | Is this your gratitude? |
56227 | La, girl,cried Mistress Bellairs with a scream, and upset her chocolate,"going to fight this morning? |
56227 | Lud, madam, how can I tell? 56227 Madam, and what might that mean?" |
56227 | Madam,said Lord Verney,"what can I do for you?" |
56227 | Madeira? |
56227 | May I not hold your hand? |
56227 | Me darling, sure, wo n''t I love to feel your little pearls of nails on my cheek? |
56227 | Me sisther, man? |
56227 | Mistress Bellairs''love, my lady, and will you read this letter at once? |
56227 | Mr. O''Hara,said Sir Jasper,"will you shake hands with me?" |
56227 | Must I grant your request when you refuse me mine? |
56227 | My poor Bellairs,said she,"how oft has it not been my pleasure and my duty to fill such a glass as this and convey it to his lips? |
56227 | Nay, why should I be vexed? |
56227 | Not-- eh, not-- er, old Colonel Villiers? |
56227 | Now, my lord? |
56227 | Now, whom,said Mistress Bellairs, in a tone of good- humoured banter,"would you choose, I wonder? |
56227 | Oh fie, my lord, who would have deemed you so bloodthirsty? 56227 Oh, Sir Jasper, will you not listen to me? |
56227 | Oh, faith,said he, without a shade of uneasiness,"should n''t I be a poor fellow if I did not contrive to persuade you on the way? |
56227 | Oh, heavens,said Mistress Bellairs,"is what I hear true? |
56227 | Oh, how can I explain? 56227 Oh, how can you think such a thing of me? |
56227 | Oh, indeed? |
56227 | Oh, madam, how could that be? |
56227 | Oh, merciful heavens,_ what_ gossip mean you? |
56227 | Oh, what have you done, what have you made me do? |
56227 | Oh,said she,"it is true, then, what I heard?" |
56227 | Pistols or swords? |
56227 | Pray, sir,with an angry titter,"how will even your fertile wits prove that?" |
56227 | Pray,said Mistress Kitty inquisitorially_ ex cathedra_,"how many times a day do you tell that unfortunate man that you love him? |
56227 | Pretty, man? |
56227 | Punch? |
56227 | Safe? |
56227 | Say you so? |
56227 | Shall I wait upon Lord Verney and suggest pistols at seven o''clock to- morrow morning in Hammer''s Fields? 56227 Sir Jasper, what do you suspect? |
56227 | Sir Jasper? 56227 Sir Jasper?" |
56227 | Sir, would you know better than I? |
56227 | Sir,interrupted he at this juncture,"excuse me, but I should be glad to know if you wear your hair or a wig?" |
56227 | Sir? |
56227 | So if I scream, sir, and give you a scratch or two, you will bear me no malice? |
56227 | So madam,he turned again to his wife,"this is your choice, eh? |
56227 | So,said Mistress Kitty,"he has been a brute again, has he? |
56227 | Somewhat irregular? |
56227 | Speak not to him of lambs,whispered Stafford;"do not you see he is all for blood and thunder?" |
56227 | Sure what else can I say to you, with my eyes upon your angel face? |
56227 | Sure, did n''t I see the little pink foot of you step out, and did n''t I know it before ever it reached the ground? |
56227 | Sure,''tis mad, I know ye are, lepping mad, Sir Jasper, but ought you not to be ashamed of yourself before the lady? 56227 Surely you do not mean me to understand that Lady Standish has any connection with this extraordinary scene?" |
56227 | Surely you would not contradict a lady? |
56227 | Swords? |
56227 | Tell me,cried he panting,"what did these letters contain?" |
56227 | Tell me,said he, and bent to her,"tell me was it Lord Verney after all?" |
56227 | Tell me,she said with a parched lip,"what shall I do?" |
56227 | Then I may read it? |
56227 | These servants grow monstrous unpunctual,she said;"are we not to dine to- day?" |
56227 | To be sure,thought he,"do n''t I know it''s only some old hen being joggled home to roost, after losing sixpence and her temper at piquet? |
56227 | Tom Stafford,said Sir Jasper, for the twentieth time,"how goes the hour?" |
56227 | Tush-- you mean he is good- natured, I suppose? |
56227 | Was I not there? |
56227 | Was that your pet name for your husband? |
56227 | Weeping? |
56227 | Well, Lydia, well? |
56227 | Well, my Verney? |
56227 | Well, my good creature, and what say you? |
56227 | Well, then? |
56227 | Well, well,said the lady, mollified,"and what says the rest of your Bath acquaintance?" |
56227 | Well, what said he? |
56227 | What did I say? |
56227 | What has come to you? |
56227 | What have you there? |
56227 | What in the world---- And d''ye think I did n''t know you? |
56227 | What is it, my dear? 56227 What is it?" |
56227 | What is my pretty Bellairs up to now? 56227 What is the difficulty, what is the difficulty?" |
56227 | What is this, now? |
56227 | What is to be done now? |
56227 | What is to be done? |
56227 | What means this? |
56227 | What of_ Red Curl_, madam? 56227 What shall I do? |
56227 | What will you do? |
56227 | What''s come to me at all? |
56227 | What''s that, what''s that, nevvy? |
56227 | What,said the injured husband,"what if they should have taken another road?" |
56227 | What? |
56227 | When you have done your little conversation, gentlemen,said Mr. O''Hara good- naturedly,"perhaps you will let me put in a word edgeways?" |
56227 | Whence? |
56227 | Where are you going? |
56227 | Where is she? |
56227 | Where''s my wife, sir? |
56227 | Who are you? |
56227 | Who cares for Sir Jasper? 56227 Who is that remarkably agreeable person?" |
56227 | Who then were your tears for, if they were not for me? 56227 Why do you fight?" |
56227 | Why then the more reason,she said, cutting him short;"must I not show myself duly discreet? |
56227 | Why will you men write? |
56227 | Why, who knows? |
56227 | Why, you know me, you know me well,said she,"am I not Mistress Bellairs, Kitty Bellairs-- am I not, Kitty?" |
56227 | Will you not give me your arm to my carriage? |
56227 | Would you lay hands upon the Lord''s anointed? 56227 Wretched girl,"cried Julia, and her eyes flashed,"what dost thou mean?" |
56227 | You do not, then? |
56227 | You goad me, sir; do_ I_ want to fight Villiers? 56227 Zounds, man, would you have him sit down in his dishonour?" |
56227 | ''Ha, have I got you now, my friend?'' |
56227 | ''I''m Misther O''Hara''s sister,''says she----""And am I not?" |
56227 | ''Insulted you,''says I,''and where are you running to? |
56227 | ''Sure, is n''t it all mad we are more or less? |
56227 | ''Tis their nature man; and then, must they not follow the mode? |
56227 | ''Tis you, you----""What are you staring at, girl?" |
56227 | ''Well, what matter of that?'' |
56227 | ''Why, what did he do to you?'' |
56227 | ''Would you? |
56227 | ( thus she prayed Sir Jasper in a frightful whisper) would he in mercy walk softer? |
56227 | ("And did I doubt my own taste?" |
56227 | --''Ha, would you step between me and my wife? |
56227 | A lady, Ned? |
56227 | A little conundrum, eh? |
56227 | Am I not right, Mr. O''Hara, in believing you to have written a letter to my wife?" |
56227 | And Master Stafford? |
56227 | And hark ye, where are the pistols?" |
56227 | And how is it you are not overjoyed, Sir Jasper? |
56227 | And she wo n''t go away, eh, Ned?" |
56227 | And so Sir Jasper''s left you; so Sir Jasper''s gone; and with whom, my dear?" |
56227 | And then she added:"Has there not been enough of this?" |
56227 | And then, what would the world say if you did not marry me after travelling all night with such a wild Irish devil? |
56227 | And what do people think of that?" |
56227 | And what woman is not ready to judge her sister woman-- above all, what maid to condemn her mistress? |
56227 | And when did you see Death, my lord?" |
56227 | And when you are shot,''twill be a fine satisfaction to think that your wife can console herself with the owner of the red curl, eh? |
56227 | And where is Sir Jasper supposed to fight my Lord Verney? |
56227 | And who''s she got with her in tow now? |
56227 | And why Lord Verney, may I inquire?" |
56227 | And with whom does Sir Jasper fight?" |
56227 | And, blast me, is not the pistol the deadlier weapon and therefore the most suited? |
56227 | And, indeed,"What had come to him?" |
56227 | And, oh dear, oh dear; what_ am_ I to do?" |
56227 | And, pray, if you spend all you have, and empty your purse, do you think your purse becomes a very valuable possession? |
56227 | And, worse still, how many times a day do you want him to say that he loves you? |
56227 | Any sign of the Duchess?" |
56227 | Are these your thanks?" |
56227 | Are they all rats now- a- days? |
56227 | Are you a good hand at the barkers, Jasper?" |
56227 | Bless me,"she cried to herself testily;"is a woman to have no choice between mid- winter, green spring, or the dog days? |
56227 | But then, Colonel, did not he think you had cut him out with his wife, and was not that a compliment? |
56227 | But what''s to prevent me beguiling myself for a bit by dreaming of some lovely young female coming to visit me in me misfortune? |
56227 | But where are they supposed to fight? |
56227 | But, indeed, ma''am, as Mr. Mahoney says, what does it matter to a gay gentleman like Mr. O''Hara? |
56227 | By the way, Verney, were n''t you also to have walked with the jealous husband this morning!--Ah, by the same token, and you too, Spicer? |
56227 | Ca n''t you indeed? |
56227 | Can not a husbandman detect a poacher on his land and yet laugh as he sets the gin? |
56227 | Colonel Villiers?" |
56227 | Could it be he, think you? |
56227 | Could it be? |
56227 | Did Sir Jasper take any luggage?" |
56227 | Did ever woman spend a more ridiculous hour-- and in Heaven''s name, what''s to be done?" |
56227 | Did he kiss you on the forehead instead of on the lips? |
56227 | Did you not see? |
56227 | Do I not understand from our friend here that he called Lord Verney a rat? |
56227 | Do I understand you correctly, my dear child? |
56227 | Do n''t you see the lady has fainted?" |
56227 | Do you mean, sir-- am I to understand, Sir Jasper--? |
56227 | Do you not believe me?" |
56227 | Do you want to be the only husband in Bath whose wife is not in the fashion? |
56227 | Does it hurt you? |
56227 | Egad, Lord Verney, would you be last at the meeting?" |
56227 | Faith, Tom, me boy, is that you? |
56227 | Fie, fie, and must I not think of my reputation?" |
56227 | Free, madam?" |
56227 | Go on; what has Lady Standish been found out in, pray?" |
56227 | Had I killed Sir Jasper, could I have looked upon myself other than as a murderer?" |
56227 | Hath a man ever had from_ me_ an unsolicited avowal? |
56227 | Have I ever thrown the most ardent lover more than a''perhaps''and''it may be,''a smile, a dimple, a finger- tip? |
56227 | Have I not learnt of the great Angelo Malevolti himself? |
56227 | Have I not read your letter? |
56227 | Have you brought another bath- chair for our man? |
56227 | Have you understood, rascal? |
56227 | He folded the letter, placed it beside its fellow, and once more, with a sort of bellow, he cried,"_ Patience!_"*****"Well, Lydia?" |
56227 | He strove to unfasten the chair door, when:"What?" |
56227 | He turned for a moment to bellow again into the room:"Tim, you limb of Satan, where are you at all? |
56227 | Here, I say!--Selina, fool, have you gone to sleep?" |
56227 | Hey?" |
56227 | How could I ever have called him a cucumber? |
56227 | How dare you come and tell me such a pack of nonsense? |
56227 | How dare you hold her?" |
56227 | How long have I been with you, sir, alone? |
56227 | I exclaimed as he reached the door,''not a word for poor Julia?'' |
56227 | I write such brimstone nonsense? |
56227 | If he is killed, how will you feel then?" |
56227 | In God''s name how comes he upon Colonel Villiers? |
56227 | Is anything wrong with my face?" |
56227 | Is he not handsome, child?" |
56227 | Is it not enough that a poor woman''s heart should be set a- fluttering by over- much love, must it now go pit- a- pat again for over- much hate? |
56227 | Is not me own first cousin a real raw lunatic in Kinsale Asylum this blessed day? |
56227 | Is not this business the merest fooling; sheer waste of time when the real fellow-- villain!--has eluded me?" |
56227 | Is that devil Sir Jasper going to fight Lord Verney this morning? |
56227 | Is that the heart of a cucumber? |
56227 | Is this your help? |
56227 | Julia, is there anyone, anything between us?" |
56227 | Kitty, Kitty,"dropping from her height of tragedy very quickly and landing on a whimper again,"is it not sad? |
56227 | Light up, light up-- who can speak in the dark?" |
56227 | Look at it, you cruel woman; is n''t it all yours, and are n''t you sticking pins into it for sheer devilment, this minute? |
56227 | Look over it, eh?" |
56227 | Lydia, you untruthful, impertinent girl, how dare you tell me such a story?" |
56227 | Might he, might he? |
56227 | Mistress Bellairs? |
56227 | My Lord Verney, will you give me those three minutes?" |
56227 | Now tell me-- I gather that your worthy husband has set forth upon an affair of honour, eh? |
56227 | Now, damn you body and soul, Sir Jasper, how dare you ask me such a question?" |
56227 | O''Hara?" |
56227 | Of course you must have heard the hour?" |
56227 | Oh, heavens, what has happened? |
56227 | Oh,"pursued Mr. O''Hara, waxing louder and more voluble still,"sure what could I say, with my heart in my mouth stopping the way? |
56227 | One word, fairest:--When may I dream again? |
56227 | Or will she keep it and let it speak to her, every hair a tongue, of the burning flame of love that she has kindled in this mortal breast? |
56227 | People talk so in this giddy place, and have you not your aged aunt to wait upon? |
56227 | Poor Ned, he made a discovery something like yours, eh? |
56227 | Rabbit me!--what''s that?" |
56227 | SCENE XVI"And now, child, what''s the town talk?" |
56227 | See, now, is that small ale that bursts from the wounds? |
56227 | Shall I refuse aid to the bruised sinner or to the smoking lamp whose conscience is awakened? |
56227 | Shall I,"she sniffed,"be stricter than becomes a Christian? |
56227 | Shall he not mortally avenge himself upon him who has robbed him of his honour? |
56227 | Shall we not have more trust in the ruling of a merciful Heaven? |
56227 | Shall we say a duel?" |
56227 | Sir Jasper shook himself and interrupted with a snarl:"To what, sir, do I owe the honour?" |
56227 | Speak, or must I drag the words from your throat?" |
56227 | Squire Juniper? |
56227 | Stafford was weak with laughter, and tears rolled from his eyes as he gasped:"Let us see, who can the Judas be? |
56227 | Stay, is she tall and fair and slight?" |
56227 | Sure, after our little game the other night, was n''t he that dove- like, poor fellow, a child might have milked him?" |
56227 | Sure, am I not here? |
56227 | Sure,"said he, with a wink,"what else could a poor woman do to save her reputation?" |
56227 | Tell him all? |
56227 | Tell me, madam, how can I serve you? |
56227 | That is the case, is it not? |
56227 | The Bath Comedy SCENE I"What? |
56227 | The one man I thought... the one man I could have.... Oh, how did you dare? |
56227 | These suspicions of his are unfounded? |
56227 | This friend of ours has had a mortal affront, has he not? |
56227 | Verney, you dog, what is this? |
56227 | Verney-- Lord Verney? |
56227 | Was a man so lightly swayed? |
56227 | Was all a woman''s loving heart to count for so little, and a pretty gown, a new shoe, a coquettish manner for so much? |
56227 | Was it last night or a hundred years ago that we met? |
56227 | Was it so easy really? |
56227 | Was the, ah-- quarrel about cards, or some such social trifle?" |
56227 | We shall find all our happiness with each other, shall we not? |
56227 | Well, Jasper, what did I say? |
56227 | Were there two of them, a black and a ruddy? |
56227 | What are you going to fight old Villiers about, I should like to know?" |
56227 | What could a Christian do, a gentleman and a shepherd of souls, but catch her lest she fall? |
56227 | What do these insinuations mean? |
56227 | What in the name of God do you mean? |
56227 | What is it now? |
56227 | What is the use of them if they do not do their business? |
56227 | What makes you mumble so? |
56227 | What of Mr. Stafford, now?" |
56227 | What of the man who kissed the dimple, madam? |
56227 | What pleasantry is this?" |
56227 | What says my Verney?" |
56227 | What shall I do? |
56227 | What signify these manners? |
56227 | What would you say to the Marquis, Lydia?" |
56227 | What would_ you_ advise me to do in the matter? |
56227 | What''s taken you? |
56227 | What_ is_ the difficulty?" |
56227 | Where are my eyeglasses? |
56227 | Where is my Lord Verney?" |
56227 | Where is that brimstone idiot, my servant? |
56227 | Where is that woman of yours?" |
56227 | Whisper, Foulks, is he going to shoot in his cage-- beg pardon, I mean his chair?" |
56227 | Who am I,"she said with the most angelic humility,"that two such gallant gentlemen should stake their lives for me? |
56227 | Who can it be? |
56227 | Who cares for gifts? |
56227 | Who did you say? |
56227 | Who''s that over there? |
56227 | Who''s that, did you say? |
56227 | Who, shall it be? |
56227 | Who? |
56227 | Who? |
56227 | Wholesome, sir? |
56227 | Why now, if Kitty prevents the first duel, can not I prevent the second? |
56227 | Why should you fight at all? |
56227 | Why, my lady, what can a poor servant- maid like me know of the goings on of gentles? |
56227 | Will she cast it from her? |
56227 | Will that serve you?" |
56227 | Will you be able, think you, to face the fatigues to- morrow night?" |
56227 | Will you leave it to me?" |
56227 | Worshipper, vastly well; but husband? |
56227 | Would you have me coquette with my husband, as if-- God forgive me for even saying such a thing-- as if I were not wife, but mistress?" |
56227 | You are my mother''s oldest friend; will you give me the support of your company and protection?" |
56227 | You are vexed with me? |
56227 | You know what you are to do to- night?" |
56227 | You want reasons, my Lord Verney?" |
56227 | You were always a pious woman, were you not? |
56227 | You would like to have the approval of the Church upon your acts, would you not?" |
56227 | You? |
56227 | Zooks, my boy, remember he has some prior claim-- what shall I say? |
56227 | _ How could you_?" |
56227 | _ I_ elope with the widow Bellairs, Lady Maria, ma''am? |
56227 | _ I_ treacherous, my Lady? |
56227 | ahem?" |
56227 | cried Kitty, and kicked her little toes under the silk counterpane with exquisite enjoyment,"and what does the Bishop answer, I wonder?" |
56227 | cried Lady Standish,"what have I done? |
56227 | cried Mistress Kitty,"what said he?" |
56227 | cried Sir Jasper, in awful tones,"did you write this letter? |
56227 | cried Sir Jasper, pricking his strained ear,"d''ye hear?" |
56227 | cried a faint voice from behind the folds of lace,"what conduct is this?" |
56227 | cried poor Lady Standish, and felt her knees tremble,"what is this now? |
56227 | cried she,"_ you_ love Lord Verney?" |
56227 | cried the Colonel, and struck away Sir Jasper''s hand with a furious blow,"I? |
56227 | in God''s name can not a man lose a throw in the game of happiness and yet laugh? |
56227 | is there one of you that is not a great- grandfather? |
56227 | or my mistress? |
56227 | or my pleasure?'' |
56227 | said she,"would your mother say? |
56227 | shall not a gentleman be ever ready to meet his fate with a smile? |
56227 | she thought to herself, with a great thump of the heart, astonished at her ravisher''s silence,"what if it should be someone else after all?" |
56227 | were all the accessories of the play to be so perfect, and was the chief character to prove such a lamentable failure in his part? |
56227 | when you upset a dish of tea over his waistcoat? |
56227 | who shall blame him if he seek a pleasant glint of vice to change him of you?" |
56227 | you would, would you?" |