Questions

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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41979Did the horses swim ahead of them?
41979Horse boats?
41979''Are you all crazy, to go to the Fort,''said he,''where that scoundrel lives who has so often murdered your friends?''
41979''Who will go to meet them?''
41979He resented such conduct; and can you wonder at it?
41979Turning to Milburne he said:"Why must you die?
41979What could the Indians think of the gospel of Jesus Christ and the white man''s God?
37391I was in search of Mr. and Mrs. Daly,said Conn."Can you tell me if they still live here?"
37391Where is my husband? 37391 Where is my husband?"
37391But why linger over a description of this love feeling?
37391He saw the sparks falling upon the stage among the actors-- heard Miss Claxton cry:"Will the people keep their seats?
37391How have you been?"
37391Were you going by without speaking?
37391Will the people in the front seats sit down?"
37391Wo n''t some one find him for me?
42712Do you mean that I would expire before reaching the place?
42712And if not, and if possibly''the salt has lost its savor, wherewith shall it be salted?''
42712Is Brooklyn that leaven?
42712Second, when appointed, is it for the balance of an unexpired term, or for two years?
42712So much is clear; but it leaves two points uncertain: First, when are the successors to the present incumbents to be appointed?
42712Who can tell but it was here that the original idea of the East River Bridge was first born?
42712Will these two cities, ere then, have been consolidated into one great municipality, numbering within its limits more than five millions of people?
5311----------------"McGill? 5311 And apple sauce?"
5311Andrew, is there any-- any message from Mr. Mifflin? 5311 Are you Miss McGill?"
5311Are you the Phoebus Apollo I scuffled with down the lane last night? 5311 But how often does any one come round here to sell you books?
5311Ca n''t you see that I want a little adventure of my own? 5311 Can she travel on it?"
5311Common sense?
5311Did you ever go to Brooklyn?
5311Did you sleep at all last night?
5311Do you know him, too?
5311Do you know this part of the country?
5311Do you know who wrote it?
5311Do you really make it pay?
5311Father Time, what o''clock is it?
5311Goin''back to prosecute him, I guess?
5311Hello?
5311How about Peg''s foot?
5311How about putting him off the scent?
5311How about your wife-- wouldn''t she enjoy a good book? 5311 How do you know that_ a m_ stands for ten cents?"
5311How do you like that?
5311How do you like the wild life of a bookseller?
5311I guess youse thought we was n''t covering our trail? 5311 I say,"he rejoined,"how old do you think I am, anyway?
5311I wonder if there is n''t something you need?
5311In what relationship do you stand to this Roger Mifflin?
5311Is it Carlyle?
5311Is this where Andrew McGill lives?
5311Look here, Helen,said Andrew,"do you think I propose to have my sister careering around the State with a strolling vagabond?
5311Madam,he said,"''Funeral Orations''( bound in sackcloth, I suppose?)
5311May I get in?
5311Oh, Brooklyn?
5311See here,he said,"I hope you''re not making a bad bargain?
5311Shall I see you in the morning?
5311Tell me first,I said,"where in the world are we, and what time is it?"
5311Tell me,I said,"does your Parnassus--_my_ Parnassus, rather-- contain everything I''m likely to need?
5311That''s the bus that pedlar sold you, ai n''t it?
5311Then do you withdraw the charge?
5311This your own bread, Miss McGill?
5311Thought you could bully us, did you? 5311 Want to buy any books?"
5311Was that Bock barking?
5311We''re almost there, are n''t we?
5311Well, sweetheart,said Roger,"shall we go and see what sort of rooms the hotel has?"
5311Well,I said,"what''s happened to Andrew?"
5311What did you say?
5311What do you do in winter?
5311What do you mean by a great book?
5311What do you mean?
5311What do you say, Emma, think we better buy a book or two? 5311 What do you want with Andrew?"
5311What have you done with the dog, you swine?
5311What on earth for? 5311 What on earth is this nonsense, Helen?"
5311What on earth shall I do?
5311What''s the matter?
5311What''s the matter?
5311Where and whom did you govern?
5311Where are you?
5311Where did Andrew go?
5311Where were you while I was at Pratt''s?
5311Where''s Andrew?
5311Where''s the Perfessor?
5311Whereabout do you come from, Miss McGill?
5311Which way are you going? 5311 Which way do you think you''ll go?"
5311Will you just step this way a moment?
5311Will you marry me? 5311 You any kin to that writer that lives up that way?"
5311You be back to denner?
5311You going away in that-- that''bus, Mis''McGill?
5311You going driving?
5311You have a prisoner here called Roger Mifflin?
5311You mean Andrew McGill?
5311You remember Abe Lincoln''s joke about the dog? 5311 You''re not another publisher, are you?"
5311( Remember how Bacon said that reading poets makes one witty?
5311A book of fairy tales for the little girl I see on the porch?
5311A horrible, condoling voice( have you ever talked to an undertaker over the telephone?)
5311A kidnapper?
5311And now-- had I lost it forever?
5311And now-- what was I to do?
5311And then the horrible noises I had heard in the night; had some tramp been hanging about the van in the hope of robbing me?
5311And where''s Mr. Mifflin?
5311And who is this-- this person you''re driving with?"
5311Are you always fighting?"
5311But after all, why should he mention it?
5311But where was the shoe?
5311CHAPTER ONE I wonder if there is n''t a lot of bunkum in higher education?
5311Did he get his money?"
5311Did he give you the autograph?"
5311Do I have to sit here any longer?
5311Do you suppose your husband would buy the outfit-- Parnassus, Pegasus, and all?
5311Do you think Mr. McGill will give chase?"
5311Does the Sage of Redfield ever run on like that?"
5311Down in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania....""Well, how about the horse?"
5311Each letter stands for a figure, from 0 up to 9, see?"
5311Finally he said,"Is there another town between Greenbriar and Port Vigor?"
5311Got a lift, did you?"
5311Had the tramp attacked Mifflin?
5311Has he sandbagged somebody for reading Nick Carter and Bertha M. Clay?
5311Have you taken over Parnassus?"
5311He''s fond of books, is n''t he?
5311How about some fairy tales for the children?"
5311How about that, parson?"
5311How could I learn the truth?
5311How do you expect to get back to Brooklyn?"
5311How much profit do you make out of it?
5311I guess we all fell asleep over his poetry, so then he started on readin''that''Treasure Island''story to us, was n''t it, Mother?
5311I guess we''d better sell them some books-- hadn''t we?
5311I hesitated a moment, thinking just how to phrase my attack, when the elderly gentleman called out:"Where''s the Professor?"
5311I see that several of you are fond of reading, so perhaps the topic will be congenial?"
5311I suppose this village ahead is Greenbriar?"
5311I suppose you''ll sell her when you return to the Sage?"
5311I wonder who cooked for Stevenson-- Cummy?
5311I''m doing the John Bunyan act, see?
5311If you call a tail a leg, said Abe, how many legs has a dog?
5311If you''re so afraid of your brother taking a fancy to her, why do n''t you buy her yourself and go off on a lark?
5311Is it stocked up with food and so on?"
5311Is there any good books we ought to read?
5311May I show you a copy?"
5311Mr. McGill, is he coming after you?"
5311Not very eloquent, was it?
5311Now is n''t that just like a medico?
5311Or a book about road making for your husband?
5311Or had Mifflin attacked the tramp?
5311Or stories of inventors for that boy who is about to break his neck jumping from the barn loft?
5311Pratt?"
5311Pratt?"
5311Seems kind of a shame, with a famous author at the next farm, not to read more, do n''t it, now?"
5311Shall we cart him over to the jail in Port Vigor, or shall we let him go?"
5311She used to mutter something about"Adventures in Discontentment"and ask why Harriet''s side of the matter was never told?
5311Suppose he had been in the wreck?
5311Surely that was the Professor, just disappearing round the corner with another man?
5311Surely the Professor would not leave without saying good- bye?
5311Surely there is something here you need?
5311Tell the Governor that, will you, when you see him?"
5311That wreck yesterday-- he might have been on that train-- I''ve been so frightened; do you think he was-- hurt?"
5311The mandarins of culture-- what do they do to teach the common folk to read?
5311The''Child''s Garden of Verses''was really a kind of kitchen garden, was n''t it?
5311They ca n''t be far off; you have n''t been away more than an hour, have you?
5311To bring it home to his business and bosom, as somebody says?
5311Was it just homesickness for Parnassus?
5311Was it you skulking around this wagon then?"
5311Was that the train the Professor had taken?
5311Well, I said to the Professor-- to myself I mean-- let''s see: what_ is_ a good book?
5311What I say is, who has ever gone out into high roads and hedges to bring literature home to the plain man?
5311What did he mean by prowling after me like a sleuth?
5311What did they think he was, anyway?
5311What do you mean by following me this way?
5311What if I had known him only-- how long was it?
5311What if he did n''t love me after all?
5311What if that should be the Professor?
5311What librarian can surpass us?
5311What on earth will Andrew do for breakfast?"
5311What right had Andrew to do that?
5311What the hell''s the matter?"
5311What was I doing-- a fat, middle- aged woman-- trapesing along the roads with a cartload of books I did n''t understand?
5311What''s he here for?"
5311Where is he now?
5311Which way do you want to go?"
5311Who had got the better of it?
5311Who was that doctor man who recommended anaesthetics for us at that age?
5311Why had all this been hidden from me before?
5311Why had the transcendent mystery of baking bread blinded me so long to the mysteries of sun and sky and wind in the trees?
5311Why not?"
5311Will that be all right?"
5311Will you come with me and make me the happiest bookseller in the world?"
5311was n''t her coffee awful?
6002A woman lawyer?
6002After what?
6002And J. gave this book to Maman?
6002And ca n''t you remember anything else I did? 6002 And have you any other lawyer than Mr. Burrel-- the lawyer who has disappeared?"
6002And she said the Happy Part of her would be here?
6002And that one little dressmaker discovered you all?
6002And the rest of it?
6002And what kind of work, please?
6002And why, may I ask, should n''t I be allowed to pretend with you?
6002Are n''t you hungry?
6002Are they so silly?
6002Are you musical?
6002Are you really vairee hungry?
6002Are you registered or new?
6002Are you sure we could n''t tell them anything?
6002As for instance?
6002By the day or home work?
6002Ca n''t say as I do--"But I am Felice-- the little girl who came with Mademoiselle D''Ormy to get Miss Pease-- can''t you see that I am?
6002Ca n''t you remember when you used to sew for us at Montrose Place, how I called you the Wheezy and it made you cross?
6002Ca n''t you remember?
6002Could I please find out if a-- er-- Miss Day lives here? 6002 Did I ever see her?"
6002Did Maman have to stay in bed because she fell off a bench?
6002Did my sister find what you wanted?
6002Did you ever find yourself in heaps of trouble? 6002 Did you find what you were looking for?"
6002Did you find where you wanted to go?
6002Did you?
6002Do n''t know as I do-- yet it seems like I did too-- you hain''t been here in a long while, have ye?
6002Do n''t you think I look like going on a journey, Grandy?
6002Do you go to get yourself''a bite''?
6002Do you know me?
6002Do you know,she told Judge Harlow in the morning,"I did find some one who knows who I am?"
6002Do you think you''d better risk it with me, Madame?
6002Do you think,she asked,"that the Major would miss me, Doctor, if I went away a little while to find out about these things?"
6002Do you, Grandy? 6002 Do-- do you h- happen to know--"I burst forth desperately,"if there''s really any such person as a-- a Miss Day?"
6002Does that fire look real?
6002Felicia,he said chokily,"will you try to remember something?
6002Forfeits for Maman,she continued,"meant I had to play chess-- you do n''t play chess do you?"
6002Hain''t he comical?
6002Has she gone away, like Maman?
6002Have n''t you any ancestors?
6002Have you seen me in''The Juggler''? 6002 He always said I couldn''t-- but, do n''t you think I do in''The Juggler''?"
6002How did you know?
6002How much would you pay?
6002How''d you make out Saturday?
6002I could n''t find the man I wanted,she confided,"so I think I''ll just have to see the Judge Person, myself, would n''t you?"
6002I do n''t look awfully old, do I?
6002I just ca n''t, ca n''t, ca n''t give up their house-- oh, wherever could I put them all? 6002 I mean, I do n''t look so awfully old as I did, do I?"
6002I mean, if there''s anything you need that you haven''t-- if there''s anything you want some one to tell you about-- now do you know?
6002I''m going down for Mr. Alden''s tray,she announced primly,"if he should speak will you call me?"
6002If she''s livin''here where''s her furnishings?
6002If you''re so keen on helping my little lady why are ye no livin''here and paying her rent?
6002Is Maman comfortable this morning?
6002Is it your hous''?
6002Is n''t it big enough?
6002Is onybody livin''here?
6002It was Felicia something or other-- sort of sad, was n''t it?
6002It''s a nice room, three dollars a veek-- you vant to see it?
6002It''s an actress- proof part, is n''t it?
6002Maman, we were a little happy in the garden--she whispered,"were you happy in your garden?"
6002May I ask whom?
6002Miss or Mrs.?
6002Monsieur,she said gravely,"does Miss Felicia know anything at all about all of us?"
6002No manners, eh?
6002No?
6002Not living?
6002Now whadda ye know about that?
6002Oh, Oh,she cried,"Why did n''t you tell me that Maman had gone to the House in the Woods?
6002Oh, did you see Grandy''s Louisa?
6002Oh, where is Maman?
6002Oh, you''ve talked with that scamp, have you?
6002Ought n''t there to be a secrud pocket in it, m''loidy? 6002 Precious lamb, were you thinking to see your mother?"
6002Real?
6002She is not--"Not what?
6002Sit down, ca n''t you?
6002So the young lady sang a song asking''What''s this dull town to me? 6002 Sorry I was late,"she dumped various bundles on the counter,"How''d you make out, Susan?"
6002Su- san--she called through the doorway,"have n''t we seen that woman somewheres?
6002Tell me, where are you?
6002That child-- why you hain''t she-- she would n''t be the matter of half your age-- you must be thirty- five or forty, hain''t ye? 6002 The ball,"she echoed regretfully,"I think I do n''t know about it-- what sort of a ball, was it, M''sieur-- a little tennis ball?"
6002Thirsty?
6002Try to understand, little one, she is gone-- neither you nor I can find her--"Nor the Major?
6002Vell,he rasped,"Vat do you vant, madam?"
6002Want me to try for him?
6002We should be immensely gay when we''re working, should n''t we, Dulcie?
6002We''re going to pretend something,she called to them softly,"Would you like to pretend?
6002Well you must have an address, where do you live?
6002What are you pretending?
6002What do you think she is? 6002 What dog?"
6002What is your name? 6002 What was you coming in for-- anything you wanted to buy?"
6002What''s she paying?
6002What''s the matter o''the storage bills?
6002What?
6002Whatever is it?
6002Where are you now?
6002Where is your dog?
6002Where might ye be livin''? 6002 Where''s the seamstress?"
6002Where,she thought,"Do persons get money?"
6002Who are you?
6002Will she be in the garden? 6002 Will you let him pretend with us?"
6002Will you tell the druggist that I''d like to?
6002Would you think the basement might be to let to a decent body? 6002 Yes, Portia Person, I will-- only, how will I know-- that I am in-- Trouble-- where is Trouble?"
6002Yes?
6002You must be sorry a great deal of the time, are n''t you? 6002 You must be there at eight o''clock in the morning, can you do that, Miss By- the- Day?"
6002You vant to rent a room? 6002 All I know is that after she was dead and the Major brought Miss Octavia home--"Did you see Maman? 6002 And Felicia pretending that she is Molly''s mother? 6002 And ca n''t you almost hear the lovely Irish songs that Molly''s mother taught her? 6002 And did you ever see her doBattledore and Shuttlecock"to minuet time?
6002And do you know, we were all such self- centered idiots, that it was n''t until after she was gone that we grasped what she''d done with us?
6002And is it up- stairs?"
6002And so Felice on her side of the gate could listen rapturously to the throaty drone in which Marthy asked the world"What''s this dull town to me?
6002And that you''ll find me at Temple Bar, here in Brooklyn?"
6002And you''d ask anybody you were trying to tell about her whether they''d ever heard Mademoiselle Folly whistle--"Did you?
6002Are n''t you willing to say I can act now?
6002Are these those clothes?"
6002As soon as she can she''ll pay her own rent and she''ll pay another rent too, that''s vairee business like, do n''t you think, Dulcie?"
6002Bolder than the rest, he coughed and let his desire overcome his temerity as he cried out,"Do you know-- er--''Ever of thee I am fondly dreaming''?"
6002Burrel?"
6002Ca n''t you see Dulcie buying the bags of creamy kalsomine and the brushes and Janet packing up her pails and scrubbing things?
6002Ca n''t you see Felicia triumphantly bringing Mollyhome to look it over?
6002Can you beat it?
6002Can you beat it?
6002Can you understand that?
6002Did I say her employer was the angriest woman in the world?
6002Did n''t you ever hear her whistle?
6002Did n''t you know it?
6002Did she know what judge she wanted to see?
6002Did you?
6002Did you?"
6002Do n''t you know?
6002Do n''t you think Thad''s cartoons of''Temperamental Therese''are peaches?
6002Do you know enough to sew on buttons and mend stockings?"
6002Do you know it?"
6002Do you remember her smile?
6002Do you remember how her wide green skirts spread about her as she made her deep curtsy?
6002Do you remember how strangely familiar she seemed?
6002Do you remember the chauffeur who promised Felice a"joy- ride"?
6002Do you think it looks well on me?"
6002Do you think you''d enjoy a French one now?
6002Do you understand French?
6002Does he live here?"
6002Does n''t it look ugly down there?
6002Each of them wanted to scream,"What''s happening?
6002Ever hear of him?
6002Felice came quite close to the footlights and peered at him,"Is it like this?"
6002Felicia could hardly breath,"Did you see Octavia-- wasn''t she sweet?
6002Have you references?"
6002Have you some friend to whom you are going?"
6002Her rasping voice came thinner and more peevish than it had twenty years ago but she called out just the same,"Well, what''s your business?"
6002Honest, I like to hear her talk, she talks so comical-- but do n''t she look like the last rose of summer, now do n''t she?"
6002How can you explain it?"
6002How could she?
6002How could she?
6002I asked, quite awestricken,"How could she?
6002I declare I ca n''t keep track of where you put things, Sarah-- is there anybody could use her?
6002I do need that joy- ride just now, could you come for me?"
6002I gasped,"_ You ca n''t mean that she was-- is-- Mademoiselle Folly?_""Mean it?
6002I gasped,"_ You ca n''t mean that she was-- is-- Mademoiselle Folly?_""Mean it?
6002I know how they tie in back so''s it wo n''t make me warm under my chin-- she told me-- look, is n''t this the way?"
6002I mean that the little girl did?
6002I shall be called Madame Folie-- no, Mademoiselle Folly-- will that suit?
6002I should say that with the right kind of training you ought to go quite a long way: who knows?"
6002I think I have to pay them something before I get my things, do n''t I, Dulcie?"
6002I''ll call out,''Where''s my sculptor girl?''
6002I''m never hungry-- but what in the Jumping Jehosophat are you doing here?"
6002I''ve looked and I ca n''t see it-- or is she in her bed yet?
6002If he should call, do you mind taking it in?"
6002If the furnishings is what she ree- presents and you''d conseeder takin''me in on shares-- I might conseeder--""Consider what?"
6002Imitation?
6002Indeed I think he never let himself remember those days in which the child had asked,"Where is she gone?"
6002Is there some other one you know about?"
6002It was in your offices for almost a year and you had it there at least two years before you wrote''The Juggler,''did n''t you?
6002It was practical Margot who suggested casually,"Why could n''t you ask Mr. Burrel?
6002It was this Louisa who was your mother''s mother-- now do you see?
6002It''s my house, is n''t it?"
6002It''s noon, everybody''s going out-- don''t you see?"
6002Just this noon I says to her, pleasant enough, because I was short of help, would n''t she come down and wait on table, but would she?"
6002Munition millionaires, that''s what I''m working for, can you beat it?
6002Oh, do you remember the adorable way she took you into her confidence?
6002One of the things Abelard loved about her was that she always knew what to do-- she was vairee good at administrating, like Janet, do n''t you think?"
6002Or-- if anybody here knows her?"
6002Rebuilding the garden was a sacred trust; had n''t Maman told her to do it?
6002Rob- in''s not here--"or warbled heavily"Churry Ripe, Churry Ripe, Who''ll buy my churries--"or wailed"Where have you been, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
6002Shall I tell you a secret?
6002She said she was no scullery maid and slammed the door in my face and went back to her wet mud--""Oh, is she building a garden?"
6002She stared unbelievingly at a quaint mahogany box, warily priced two or three other things and finally asked"how much for the damaged writing case?"
6002She told me it was filled''with- an- abundance- of- weeds- we- have- not- any- names- for--''Was n''t that an absolute corker?
6002She tucked her thimble in her pocket, folded her apron and asked,"Will you promise not to let her go till I get my hat?"
6002She used to say, in the song,''Where have you been, Billy Boy, Billy Boy-- Where have you been, charming Billy?''
6002She would tap on the door, delicately, and ask in mincing imitation of the French woman,"Madame, will you see ze Major?"
6002She''s to pay some girl''s rent for as long as she stays herself rent free, do you see?
6002Suddenly her rapturous ear caught Dudley Hamilt''s resonant voice speaking,"Who is it?"
6002Sure wid a couple o''hundred papers alyin''there they could n''t get through in no hurry now, could they?"
6002That letter or the thick old parchments that told her that she was the great- great- granddaughter of a king?
6002That my name is Ralph-- John Ralph?
6002The one who did''The Spirit of Romance''?
6002The only thing at which she balked at all was when the energetic person murmured,"Name please?"
6002Then if it has been a mistake to put me on your program that will be a small joke, eh?"
6002There''s a Mr. Alden with her-- will you come down?"
6002Though the boy had ducked from view as suddenly as he had appeared he had managed to demand of the small person under the wall,"Who are you, girl?"
6002Too much trouble to stand?
6002Was n''t she darling-- didn''t you love her, love, love her?"
6002We did n''t know the glory and the wonder of her until after she was gone--""She''s not--?"
6002What do you think I hired you for?"
6002What sort of a wonder was she?
6002Where did you get that play, anyhow?"
6002Where have you been, charming Billy?"
6002Where is the garden?
6002Which Felice repeated gravely to Grandy in the garden and added eagerly,"Were our ancestors poor but honest?"
6002Which think you Felicia Day loved more?
6002Who but Felicia could have shaken beauty from that first unlovely"by- the- day"?
6002Why did n''t you come earlier?"
6002Why did n''t you let me go with her?
6002Why do n''t you feed people, Clara-- why do n''t you?"
6002Why do n''t you find something that admits the audience has an imagination?"
6002Why do n''t you make believe they''re all here?"
6002Why do n''t you say what you''ve found out?
6002Why do n''t you tell us something?"
6002Will you tell him that you know I am?"
6002Will you try to remember-- if-- if your mother goes away and you''re ever in trouble that you''re to come to see me?
6002With the missing will and the dagger he stabbed her with?"
6002Would it mind lifting a ladder for a poor woiking goil?"
6002Would you come along for an hour or two to pacify him?"
6002You did n''t mean to take it at first, did you?
6002You see when Octavia went away from you she did not come here, she--""Where did she go?"
6002You''re Dulcie, are n''t you?
6002You''re no married?"
6002You''re smothering them-- what is your business?"
6002Your name is n''t Miss By- the- Day is it?"
6002and the girls, calling down the kitchen tube,''Molly are n''t they through talking?''
6002he demanded sharply,"tell me quickly, who are you?"
6002it''s home-- it''s really home--"Who shall say which of them won the greater triumph in those mad April days?
6002now-- ain''t you?"
6002she hugged a wee muff jealously to her breast,"You wo n''t, will you?"
6002she hummed it over softly--"That''s the ticket,"he nodded;"do you know the words?"
6002she made them even after she could n''t see for regular sewing--""Now ca n''t you remember me?"
6002why are you weeping, Margot?"
172And he followed you here?
172Another one of your Huns?
172Anything I can do for you?
172Are n''t they rather dirty?
172Are you all right?
172Are you crazy about books?
172Are you sure I wo n''t be intruding?
172Are you sure?
172Are you trying to kid me? 172 Bock, what are you doing in the yard?"
172But if so, why the deuce would he advertise having done so?
172But speaking of the Haunted Bookshop, what''s your special interest in that Oliver Cromwell book?
172But suppose it''s charged?
172Ca n''t I?
172Can I get a room here?
172Can I get a room here?
172Carlyle''s Oliver Cromwell?
172D''you want me to go and ring up a nambulance?
172Dad works much too hard, do n''t you think?
172Damn it,he cried,"what right has any girl to be as pretty as that?
172Dear me,said Titania,"Is it so good as all that?
172Dear me,she said;"Tarzan-- that''s all that nature stuff by John Burroughs; is n''t it?
172Did Colonel House really write it?
172Did he get it?
172Did he leave his name?
172Did he say who he is?
172Did he steal it?
172Did you ever notice how books track you down and hunt you out? 172 Did you have a quiet evening?"
172Did you open the suitcase?
172Do I have to finish it now?
172Do n''t you think it will be rather interesting to get a naive young girl''s reactions toward the problems of our tranquil existence?
172Do you hear me all right?
172Do you know him?
172Do you like to have a man popping in and out of the shop at all hours of the night, stealing books?
172Do you understand?
172Do you want to buy it?
172For ME?
172For heaven''s sake, have you a candle?
172Go wrestling with girls, will you?
172Good God,he said,"why did n''t you shoot?"
172Have I got your name right?
172Have n''t they written anything about the war that''s worth while?
172Have you a copy of Carlyle''s Letters and Speeches of Oliver Cromwell?
172Have you an appointment?
172Have you anything of this sort with you?
172Have you ever read any Gissing?
172How about that reading aloud?
172How about the Americans?
172How am I going to sell myself to her?
172How are you going to live on your wages if you do that sort of thing? 172 How is it, though, that libraries are shrines of such austere calm?
172How on earth did you happen to have these in your pocket?
172How the deuce was I to know you knew nothing about it?
172Hullo, Mr. Mifflin,he called,"where are you?"
172Hullo, hullo?
172Hullo, is that Wordsworth----? 172 Hullo?
172Hullo?
172Hullo?
172I beg your pardon,said the caller, pleasantly;"is this the proprietor?"
172I hope she does n''t mind keeping the shop while we celebrate?
172I hope you will let me help you this evening?
172I read in an ad the other day-- perhaps you wrote that, too?
172I suppose it would all make good advertising copy?
172I suppose you refer to Whitewash and Gilt?
172I wonder what he''s peeved about?
172I wonder what the jinx is on this book?
172I wonder why he wants it returned before midnight on Tuesday?
172In my room?
172Is it possible, sir,he began, in lucid Johnsonian,"that you can concoct so delicious an entree in so few minutes?
172Is it there?
172Is that Metzger?
172Is that Mifflin''s Bookshop?
172Is that so?
172Is that so?
172Is that so?
172Is that you, Mr. Mifflin? 172 Is this the gentleman that arrived half an hour ago with a handbag?"
172Is this the new guest?
172Is to- morrow too soon?
172It''s perfectly all right about sending Titania?
172Look here, you would n''t go to a doctor, a medical specialist, and tell him he ought to advertise in papers and magazines? 172 Look here, you''re a bookseller?
172Look here,he said,"I''m awfully sorry-- are you hurt?"
172Look here,he said,"what does this mean?"
172May I see it?
172Me? 172 Miss Chapman?"
172Musta hired it, hey? 172 On Monday?"
172Perhaps it would bore her?
172Perhaps the assistant chef stole it?
172Rats?
172Reading in bed?
172Say, are you all right?
172Say, did you see that swell dame he''s got clerking for him?
172So he found it again, eh? 172 Speak up, Hindenburg, what''s the big idea?"
172Suppose we go on reading, shall we?
172Surely I locked the door?
172Tell me, is everything all right?
172Think you know who it is? 172 This is a queer kind of place, is n''t it?"
172To buy it?
172Tuesday being the day of stipend in these quarters? 172 Want something to read in bed?"
172Want to run back for it?
172Was he a little bald man with a red beard and bright blue eyes?
172Was this the face that launched a thousand chips?
172We HAD to beat Germany, or where would civilization have been?
172Well, how do you explain the actions of this man Weintraub?
172Well, how do you get your hands stained that way?
172Well, how do you like bookselling?
172Well, you swine,he said,"how did you enjoy falling downstairs the other evening?
172Well,said Fruehling, his bright dark eyes sparkling above richly tinted cheek- bones and bushy beard,"what''s the argument?"
172Well,said Roger,"did you have a good time?"
172Well,said Roger,"these advertising agencies are certainly enterprising, are n''t they?
172Well?
172Well?
172What are you doing in Brooklyn? 172 What are you talking about?"
172What business has he got to leave you here all alone?
172What devil''s business is this?
172What did you say?
172What did you think of the books I put in your room?
172What do you suppose Mr. Mifflin would sell it for?
172What do you think I am, a moving- picture hero?
172What do you think of that?
172What is it, Bock?
172What is it, old man?
172What is it, the Christmas Carol?
172What name shall I say?
172What nonsense, was n''t it?
172What of it? 172 What on earth is it?"
172What the deuce business is it of yours?
172What the devil right has a girl got to look so innocently adorable?
172What time did you say that was?
172What time will the car be here?
172What was the gist?
172What was your particular interest in the Cromwell book?
172What''s wrong?
172What, with all these lovely books to read? 172 What?"
172When are you coming home?
172When does she want to come?
172Where do you want me to carry the bag, miss?
172Where has Mifflin gone?
172Where has he gone? 172 Where have you been keeping yourself when I wanted to see you so badly?
172Where was he?
172Where were you going?
172Where would you want it to go?
172Where''s Roger?
172Where''s that?
172Where''s this suitcase of yours?
172Who are you?
172Who brought it back?
172Who was the butler whose name was associated with the dish?
172Who''s he?
172Who, Mifflin?
172Why did n''t you tell me all this sooner? 172 Why do n''t we postpone the dishes,"he said,"just to celebrate?"
172Why do n''t you light your pipe?
172Why would n''t advertising be the way to let them know?
172Will you come in and have some cocoa with us?
172Will you please call me a taxi?
172Will you write my name in it?
172With a revolver, eh?
172Would you mind if I dusted them off a bit?
172Yeh; did ya see that car in front of his place this morning?
172Yes; who are you?
172Yes?
172You are open in the evenings?
172You do n''t smoke in bed, do you? 172 You insolent pup,"panted Roger,"do you want any more?"
172You''ll grant everything pointed against you? 172 : Wouldst thou both eat thy cake, and have it? 172 A female voice-- possibly Mrs. J. F. Smith-- cried outWhat''s that smell of burning?"
172A man-- he knew now-- could fall in love in five minutes, but how did it work with girls?
172A small boy cried,"Carry your bag, lady?"
172And if they laugh and look happy, surely they''re amused?"
172And what did Joe say to that?"
172And what did he expect to see or do if he got inside the house?
172And what have we now to compare with them?
172Are you a librocubicularist?"
172Behind every smiling mask is there not some cryptic grimace of pain?
172Business, Aubrey said to himself, is built upon Confidence, and what confidence could Mr. Chapman have in such vagabond and romantic doings?
172But WHY?
172But do you get it there?
172But how can any punishment be devised or imposed for such a huge panorama of sorrow?
172But why should the shades be lowered with closing time three hours away?
172By that I mean advertising that benefits your rival rather than yourself?
172Did I tell you about it?
172Did it ever occur to you that the world is really governed by BOOKS?
172Did that refer to Mifflin?
172Did you get a look at them?"
172Do n''t you find that a visit to a zoo can humble and astound you with all that amazing and grotesque variety of living energy?
172Do n''t you suppose the Germans thought they too were marching off for a noble cause when they began it and forced this misery on the world?
172Do n''t you think there is a kind of parable there for the race as a whole?
172Do you know Dickens''Christmas Stories?"
172Do you know him?"
172Do you know why people are reading more books now than ever before?
172Do you think this is a joke?
172Do you want to look at the paper?
172Does a country grocer carry the same cigars that are listed on the wine card of a Fifth Avenue hotel?
172Does any one do it?
172FRUEHLING-- Did you ever consider the problem of what I call tangential advertising?
172GLADFIST-- Still, old chap, you have to abide by the dirty little consideration of earning a living, unless someone has endowed you?
172Gee, I wonder why they do n''t play that up in some real space?
172Gilbert, have you got your memorandum?"
172Gracious, man, are you so befuddled in your old books that you do n''t see what''s going on round you?"
172Had I better put it in a safe place?"
172Had everyone gone insane?
172Had the girl been kidnapped while he overslept?
172Have you ever come across Andreyev''s Confessions of a Little Man During Great Days?
172Have you ever met a man without wondering what shining sorrows he hides from the world, what contrast between vision and accomplishment torments him?
172Have you found that it pays?
172Have you read Sassoon?
172Have you seen it?"
172He entered and bought a dozen white carnations, and then, as if by an afterthought, asked"Have you any wire?"
172He was wondering how long it might take for a girl to fall in love?
172He''s a duck, is n''t he?"
172How about Bernhardi?
172How about it?"
172How could he explain?
172How did you like Erewhon?
172How do you dope it out?"
172How was I to do this with dish- washing?
172How was I to know she wanted The Blazed Trail?"
172I am rather nervous about the experiment, but it is a compliment to the shop, is n''t it?"
172I suppose you know you''re taking a human bombshell into the arsenal?"
172I suppose you would say that it is no concern of the bookseller to try to increase the public appetite for books?"
172I wonder if he and Weintraub go in for some first- edition faking, or some such stunt as that?
172I wonder if that neighbourhood is a safe place for a girl to work in?"
172I wonder if they give them The Lays to read in school nowadays?
172I wonder what a German bookseller is like?
172I wonder why?
172I''d love to be a waiter, a barber, a floorwalker----""Roger, my dear,"said Helen,"why do n''t you get on with the reading?"
172If a jam factory employs a trained chemist, why is n''t it worth a publisher''s while to employ an expert book analyzer?
172If he really expected to get into Weintraub''s house, why had he not laid his plans more carefully?
172If that is n''t an absurdity, what is?
172Is any one hurt?"
172Is n''t that noble?
172Just mention my name to her, will you?
172K.?"
172Look here, here''s a copy of Tooke''s Pantheon----""What''s the idea?"
172MEREDITH-- What do you mean?
172Maybe you''re in politics, hey?"
172Mifflin?"
172Mifflin?"
172My dear, what do you say to a glass of sherry all round?"
172My dear, would it bore you if we had a go at the old Christmas Stories?"
172Now what the deuce would that lunatic want to have it rebound for?"
172Of what avail to flood the world with Chapman Chips if the girl herself should come to any harm?
172Oldham?"
172Or Latzko''s Men in War, which was so damned true that the government suppressed it?
172Patrol the back yard all night?
172Perhaps I can drop in on Monday when Mr. Mifflin''s away, and put coal on the furnace for you, or something of that sort?"
172Remind me to lock it up somewhere, will you?"
172Should he run downstairs and across the street?
172Should he slink out of the house?
172Some more of the eggs?"
172Subway guards?
172Surround a man with Carlyle, Emerson, Thoreau, Chesterton, Shaw, Nietzsche, and George Ade-- would you wonder at his getting excited?
172Taxicab drivers?
172The only question is, does it pay the man who pays for the ad?
172Then why should it be either advertised or returned?
172There are bound to be some-- who ever heard of a German without offspring?
172There is no secret passage between Gissing Street and the laboratories of the Ritz?"
172This bland, slick, talkative bookseller, was he arranging some blackmailing scheme to kidnap the girl and wring blood- money out of her father?
172Were you coming to see Roger?"
172What WOULD she think?
172What are you and Weintraub framing up here in Philadelphia?"
172What are you doing, giving the poor child a Chautauqua lecture?
172What brings you to this distant outpost?"
172What business is it of yours?
172What damnable complot was this?
172What do you make of that?"
172What does it matter if Wordsworth wrote sentences almost as long as those of Walt Whitman or Mr. Will H. Hays, if only he wrote a great poem?
172What had been happening across the way?
172What is it that we find in every form of life?
172What on earth was he to do?
172What right had I to shirk in a quiet bookshop when so many men were suffering and dying through no fault of their own?
172What would Mr. Mifflin say if he knew you had been breaking into his house and frightening me half to death?
172What would happen to a cat if she had to live in a room tapestried with catnip?
172What would he have said of the four- year shambles we have watched with sickened hearts?
172What would you think of a base public that would go past my shop day after day and let the high- minded occupant die of starvation?
172What would you think of a physician who saw men suffering from a curable disease and did nothing to alleviate their sufferings?
172What''s he doing, taking her joy- riding?"
172What''s the idea?"
172When I saw that guy go into the shop with his own key, what could I think but that you were in league with him?
172When did a bookseller ever make any real contribution to the world''s happiness?
172Where are you?"
172Where''d he go at?"
172Who do you suppose it was?"
172Who ever heard of a German without a dachshund?"
172Who knows?
172Whom can I curse, whom can I judge, when we are all alike unfortunate?
172Why do n''t you come with us to the movies?"
172Why not make dish- washing my balm and poultice?
172Why should n''t they make both?"
172Why( for instance) had he not made some attempt to find out how many there were in the household?
172Will you forgive me?"
172Wo n''t you come out and dine with me in the country this evening, and see my things?"
172Wo n''t you stay and have supper with me?
172Would he have been attacked if he had not taken the book cover from the drug store?
172Yes-- do you remember when Pomona and Jonas visit an insane asylum on their honeymoon?
172You are not hoaxing me?
172You must have watched some infinitesimal red spider on a fence rail, bustling along-- why and whither?
172You remember my telling you that Mr. Chapman wants to send his daughter to work in the shop?
172You say Mifflin has gone out to see your father?
172You say your man is a second- hand bookseller?"
172You see those children going down the street to school?
172You want to wash your hands?
172[ 2] NOTE WHILE PROOFREADING: Surely this phrase was unconsciously lifted from R. L. S. But where does the original occur?
172and in the meantime, what was he to do?
172cried Mifflin, in agitation,"you have not heard of Samuel Butler, the author of The Way of All Flesh?
172said Titania sharply,"what are you doing?"