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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34566 | And why? |
34566 | On one occasion a Lieutenant of the company asked him, impatiently:"Donnolly, why_ do n''t_ you keep step? |
34566 | Subsequently, our sentinel was asked:"Donnolly, what were you going to do?" |
31290 | What is the use of killing the louse and leaving the nit? |
31290 | And did they not present an assemblage of high and striking qualities? |
31290 | And when Vesey was thereupon asked"What can we do?" |
31290 | Ay, what ought he to have done under the circumstances? |
31290 | Otherwise what possibility of final success could a contented slave population have offered him? |
31290 | Thus robbed of freedom, ravished of manhood, what was he to do? |
31290 | To the query"What can we do?" |
31290 | What had he, a social pariah in Christian America, to do with such high caste things as a heart and natural affections? |
31290 | Where were they, indeed, to procure arms? |
5696 | An''my mammy? |
5696 | And Estralla and Aunt Connie may go to Boston with us? |
5696 | And Estralla and Aunt Connie will go, too; wo n''t they, Father? |
5696 | And so you would not tell, or complain about your schoolmates? |
5696 | And you forgive me for going? |
5696 | Are you Estralla? |
5696 | Are you going to ask your little friends to go out in the Butterfly this afternoon? |
5696 | But wo n''t their mothers feel dreadfully to let them go? |
5696 | Ca n''t we buy the lockets to- day, Mother? |
5696 | Ca n''t we go to Fort Moultrie right away? |
5696 | Could n''t I buy Estralla and then make her free? 5696 Could we? |
5696 | Did Miss Sylvia say anything to any of you young ladies about leaving the grounds? |
5696 | Did you not hear the bells ringing and the military music yesterday? 5696 Did you tell Captain Carleton that reinforcements were coming to the aid of Fort Sumter?" |
5696 | Do I have to apologize for speaking the truth? |
5696 | Do I have to go to Miss Patten''s school, Mother? |
5696 | Do n''t you ever play dolls? |
5696 | Do you know the way back, Estralla? |
5696 | Do you, Missy? 5696 Do you? |
5696 | Do''s yo''want anyt''ing else, Missy Flora? |
5696 | Estralla, if you were earning wages for Mr. Robert Waite would he let you stay here? |
5696 | Father, are you sure''Yankee''does n''t mean anything beside''American''? |
5696 | Father, when may we go to Fort Moultrie again? |
5696 | For Estralla? 5696 Has n''t she come back with Estralla? |
5696 | Has she gone to the boat? |
5696 | He is n''t coming to take back Estralla, is he? |
5696 | How can anybody''own''anybody else, even if their skin is black? |
5696 | How dare you grab me like this? |
5696 | How did you know where your little mistress was? |
5696 | I knew it all the time,said Grace slowly,"and I told Sylvia it was you; did n''t I, Sylvia?" |
5696 | I might hide her,she thought; but what place would be secure? |
5696 | I suppose you girls are looking forward to the corn- shucking to- night? |
5696 | If you could send a message to Captain Carleton what would you say? |
5696 | If you please, Miss Rosalie, what does''abolitionist''mean? |
5696 | Is it? 5696 Is n''t Miss Rosalie lovely,"Sylvia whispered as she and Grace moved to their seats,"and does n''t she wear pretty clothes?" |
5696 | Is that the way the big ships know how to find their harbors? |
5696 | Is there one for South Carolina? |
5696 | Is you, Missy? |
5696 | It is n''t that Estralla is going to be sold right away, is it? |
5696 | May I steer? |
5696 | My dear girl, who would question the right of South Carolina to control all forts on her territory? 5696 Oh, Sylvia, do you suppose there really is a ghost?" |
5696 | Oh, can I do something like that? |
5696 | Oh, let the child come,Mr. Fulton responded;"how old is she?" |
5696 | Running off, are you? 5696 Shall I tell her, Flora?" |
5696 | Shall I tell my mammy? |
5696 | That is twice you have been to Fort Sumter without meaning to go, is n''t it? |
5696 | Then I''ll be your maid, wo n''t I, Missy Sylvia? |
5696 | Then ca n''t Captain Carleton go north with us? |
5696 | Truly, Father? 5696 W''y didn''yo''say dat firs''place? |
5696 | WHERE IS SYLVIA? |
5696 | Wall, now, whose darky are you? |
5696 | Wat dat clock say? |
5696 | Wat yo''mammy say''bout my bein''yo''maid? |
5696 | Wat''s de matter, Missy? 5696 We will always be friends, wo n''t we, Sylvia?" |
5696 | We will go down street and buy the lockets to- morrow morning, wo n''t we, Mother? |
5696 | Well, Estralla, suppose Miss Sylvia came to try and help give you your freedom? |
5696 | Well, little girl, whom do you wish to see? |
5696 | Well, then why did n''t she? |
5696 | Well, what of that? |
5696 | Wha''on earth did you get you''pink dress? 5696 Whar on airth you been? |
5696 | Whar''is Missy Sylvia? |
5696 | What about Miss Flora and her ghost now? |
5696 | What are you so sober about, Sylvia? |
5696 | What are you thinking of, Estralla? |
5696 | What can be in Mammy''s basket, I wonder? |
5696 | What do you say to becoming a teacher yourself, Sylvia dear? |
5696 | What does it mean to wear one? |
5696 | What for? |
5696 | What is a''corn- shucking''? |
5696 | What is it, Grace? |
5696 | What is the matter, Father? |
5696 | What is your name? |
5696 | What is your question, Sylvia? |
5696 | What made you undertake such a thing, Sylvia? |
5696 | What makes your mammy look so sober, Flora? |
5696 | What on earth were you out in that boat for? |
5696 | What''s an abbylitionzist? |
5696 | What''s that noise? |
5696 | What''s that? 5696 What''s that?" |
5696 | What''s the matter, Estralla? |
5696 | What? |
5696 | When I grow up? |
5696 | When shall we go to Boston? |
5696 | Where are they taking us? |
5696 | Where is Sylvia? |
5696 | Where is Sylvia? |
5696 | Where were you, Estralla, when I came down- stairs? |
5696 | Where? |
5696 | Who would do our work then? |
5696 | Whose fort is this? |
5696 | Why do you want to be so hateful, Elinor? |
5696 | Why not make the doll a fine dress and mantle? |
5696 | Why, Flora was never ill in her life,declared Ralph;"what''s the matter?" |
5696 | Why, what has happened? |
5696 | Will the President''s ships come soon, Father? |
5696 | Will you make me a fine big cake, Aunt Connie? |
5696 | Will you''mammy scold you''bout dat pitcher? |
5696 | Will you, Missy? 5696 Wo n''t Grandma be surprised to see them?" |
5696 | Wo n''t I see Mrs. Carleton again? |
5696 | Wo n''t you be seated, young lady? |
5696 | Would he hire me out, Missy? |
5696 | Would they really, Miss Patten? |
5696 | Yas, Missy; but what for do you wanter go? |
5696 | You''ll come, wo n''t you, Sylvia? |
5696 | You''se the little Yankee missy, ai n''t you? |
5696 | Ai n''t dar a boat, like what I said? |
5696 | An''don''yo''know all''bout a boat? |
5696 | An''whar''s yo''missy?" |
5696 | And so you are a little Yankee girl? |
5696 | And, if you please, Mr. Waite, would you let me pay you wages for Estralla?" |
5696 | Are you willing to undertake it?" |
5696 | Beside that, had not Flora taken off the blue cockade so that Sylvia would not be reminded of the trouble at school? |
5696 | But how could they take our forts?" |
5696 | But perhaps you can tell me who Estralla is?" |
5696 | But when the little girl saw the things spread out on Sylvia''s bed she exclaimed aloud:"Does you mean, Missy, dat I''se to pick out somethin''? |
5696 | But who''s a- gwine to pay wages for a pickaninny like me? |
5696 | But, w''at you wan''it fer?" |
5696 | CHAPTER XV"WHERE IS SYLVIA?" |
5696 | CHAPTER XX"TWO LITTLE DARKY GIRLS""When will Mr. Lincoln be President?" |
5696 | Ca n''t Aunt Connie and Estralla go with us?" |
5696 | Ca n''t you have a doll of your own?" |
5696 | Ca n''t you see?" |
5696 | Can you sing the song?" |
5696 | Can you, Estralla?" |
5696 | Carleton?" |
5696 | Did Missy give it to you? |
5696 | Did you know Uncle Robert is going to sell Estralla?" |
5696 | Do you suppose you can turn the pony?" |
5696 | Doane?" |
5696 | FORT SUMTER IS FIRED UPON CHAPTER I SYLVIA"Your name is in a song, is n''t it?" |
5696 | Flora, do you really mean it?" |
5696 | Had anything happened here at school to make you so unhappy that you did not want to stay?" |
5696 | Has n''t she done well? |
5696 | How will you like that?" |
5696 | How you gwine to stop it, Missy?" |
5696 | I ai n''t gwine to be sold, be I?" |
5696 | I may, may n''t I, Mother?" |
5696 | Is it Sylvia Fulton?" |
5696 | Oh, Estralla, could we really?" |
5696 | Please whar''is my missy?" |
5696 | Secret?" |
5696 | She had promised not to tell of the letter, and what reason could she give for creeping out of the house at that hour? |
5696 | She heard her father say that he feared that South Carolina would secede from the United States, and she repeated the word aloud:"''Secede''? |
5696 | Suppose the porch window was fastened? |
5696 | Sylvia wondered to herself if the letter she had carried to Mr. Doane might not be a message to the President? |
5696 | There was a little silence, and then Mr. Waite took a seat near his little visitor and said:"Let me see; is not your name in a song? |
5696 | Truly? |
5696 | Truly?" |
5696 | Unless there was a sail or a pair of oars the boat would be of little use, and even with oars and sail could she guide the boat safely to Charleston? |
5696 | W''at Uncle Pete do w''en he fin''s de boat gone?" |
5696 | Was it possible that Elinor dared defy Miss Patten? |
5696 | Wat I tells yo''? |
5696 | Wat is de matter?" |
5696 | Wat yo''mammy gwine to think w''en you ai n''t home to your dinner?" |
5696 | Wat yo''reckon Massa Robert gwine to say?" |
5696 | Wat you lettin''that darky dress up in you''clo''es fer, Missy Sylvia?" |
5696 | What can I do?" |
5696 | What could she say? |
5696 | What do you mean?" |
5696 | What does that mean?" |
5696 | What has happened?" |
5696 | What is the matter?" |
5696 | What was Miss Rosalie talking about, they wondered, and what did Grace Waite mean about anybody"taking"Fort Sumter or Fort Moultrie? |
5696 | What were you up here for, anyway?" |
5696 | What will she do when Sylvia goes north?" |
5696 | What will we do?" |
5696 | What would become of Estralla? |
5696 | What you doin''of way off here?" |
5696 | What''s a''sovereign''?" |
5696 | What''s this?" |
5696 | Where bound?" |
5696 | Where is Sylvia?" |
5696 | Where is my father?" |
5696 | Why do n''t they fight against slavery?" |
5696 | Will you do whatever I tell you?" |
5696 | Wo n''t de Yankees come and set us free, Missy?" |
5696 | You did n''t think they were going to move the forts to Washington, did you?" |
5696 | You do n''t mean I kin KEEP that, Missy?" |
5696 | You study history, do n''t you?" |
4958 | ''Who''s here to- night?'' 4958 ''You''ll give a sailor a hearin'', wo n''t ye?'' |
4958 | An''whereabutes did ye pick the woman up,--an, an, wha''s teu stond the bill? |
4958 | And am I to suffer because public opinion honors him, and gives him power to disgrace me? 4958 And did you find the woman- and was she one of them?" |
4958 | And have you found this man? |
4958 | And now, young man, what mission have you besides love? |
4958 | And will you believe me innocent? 4958 And you have no home, my man?" |
4958 | Are these heaps of human beings? |
4958 | But pray what came of the young Baronet? |
4958 | But!--I say, mister, this skull could n''t a bin old Yorick''s, you know--"Yorick''s!--why not? |
4958 | But, father, was there not to you something strange, something mysterious about the manner she pursued her search for this old dress? 4958 Can she have thought of me so much as to love me?" |
4958 | Can this be my child? 4958 Cribs are necessary, sir- I suppose you never looked into one before?" |
4958 | Did it come from the dress I discovered in the old chest? |
4958 | Did not your passport protect you? |
4958 | Got her a bit below, at the Work''ouse door, among them wot sleeps there, eh? |
4958 | He was sincere to me, and my only true friend-- am I the cause of this? |
4958 | He''s a bit better, sir- isn''t he? |
4958 | I ax your pardon, Mam, but may I look in this''ere bed? |
4958 | I have ordered a carriage, and will send you to your home- where is it? |
4958 | I say!--my old hero, has she been here yet? |
4958 | I think you said two bottles, gentlemen? 4958 I''m all square, ai n''t I?" |
4958 | If she deys in my''ouse, good sir, w''oat then? |
4958 | Is it Mrs. Slocum hersel''ye''d be seein''? |
4958 | Lost yeer reckonin'', eh, Tom? |
4958 | Mayor''s election comes off two weeks from Friday- couldn''t do without me- can knock down any quantity of men- you throw a plumper, I take it? |
4958 | Mr. Hardscrabble? 4958 Must it be?" |
4958 | Not that I am at large? |
4958 | Rather, I might ask,she responds, in a faltering voice,"am I worthy of this forgiveness, this confidence, this pledge of eternal happiness?" |
4958 | WHAT could the woman mean, when on taking leave of me she said,''you are far richer than me?'' |
4958 | Was it Munday? |
4958 | Well, now Tom, seein''as how I''m a friend of yourn--"Friend of mine? |
4958 | What has got out? |
4958 | What of a citizen are you? |
4958 | What think you of my statuary? |
4958 | What''s here to do? |
4958 | Whiskey, Tom,he says,--"no use offering it to parsons, eh? |
4958 | Who better able to wield it in this chivalrous atmosphere? 4958 Who is he seeking to accommodate to- night?" |
4958 | Who is it? |
4958 | Who lives here? |
4958 | Who''s here? |
4958 | Why, and who is it, that seeks me in this mysterious manner? |
4958 | Why,says Tom,"should I consult the dignity of a mother who discards me? |
4958 | Will flock together, eh? |
4958 | Will poverty never cease torturing me? 4958 Will you not hear me? |
4958 | Worse, Madam? |
4958 | You do n''t know my friend, here? |
4958 | You have had a hearing before the Grand Jury, have you not? |
4958 | You have not been long off the Island, Washington? |
4958 | You have some important news? |
4958 | You have something of importance,--something to relieve my mind? |
4958 | You make a good thing of it? |
4958 | You mean the expense? |
4958 | You took a drop with him this afternoon? |
4958 | You''ll make a right good thing of this!--a clear thousand, eh? |
4958 | Your name, if you please? |
4958 | ''Do you take Spunyarn for a marine?'' |
4958 | ''Graves,''says I,''where do they bury these unfortunate women who die off so, here in Charleston?'' |
4958 | ''Law and justice,''says I, shaking my fist at him-''do ye take this salt- water citizen for a fool?'' |
4958 | ''Mister,''says I,''do ye want to poison a sailor?'' |
4958 | ''The Lord forgive me,''she says,''I know I''m guilty- but I''ve been punished enough in this world have n''t I?'' |
4958 | ''What is there, my good woman?'' |
4958 | ''You wo n''t whisper it, Mrs. Murphy,''says she,''if I''d tell ye in confidence by what manes I got the lift?''" |
4958 | ''You wo n''t whisper it?'' |
4958 | ''Your name was n''t always Munday?'' |
4958 | A high old blade to administer justice, eh?" |
4958 | After all( she tosses her head) what can there be in beadles and liveries? |
4958 | All right old boy, eh?" |
4958 | Am I an orphan, as has been told me; or have I parents yet living, affluent, and high in society? |
4958 | Am I not contaminated by associations? |
4958 | Am I not living under the very roof that will confirm the slanders of mine enemies? |
4958 | And what do you want? |
4958 | And yet how foolish of me to give way to my feelings? |
4958 | And you parted with the child?" |
4958 | Better put our female friends on their guard, eh?" |
4958 | Bless you( the hostess evinces the enthusiasm of a politician), what better evidence of the reputation of my house than is before you, do you want? |
4958 | But we pride ourselves that we are a respectable people- what more would you have us? |
4958 | But what use is it discussing the affairs of State with a thing like you?" |
4958 | But why, he says to himself, does Mr. Snivel evince this anxiety to befriend me? |
4958 | But you wo n''t think I''m so bad as I seem, and''ll forgive me? |
4958 | Call you this murder? |
4958 | Can he rob me of the one I love- of the one in whose welfare my whole soul is staked, and do it with impunity?" |
4958 | Can it be that mortals are confined here, and live?" |
4958 | Can it be that so graphically described by Brother Syngleton Spyke? |
4958 | Can there be another face so lovely? |
4958 | Could he have stood up against the chivalry of South Carolina, scoffed at the law, or bid good- natured justice close her eyes? |
4958 | Did she really cherish a passion for him? |
4958 | Do they seek me and can not find me? |
4958 | Do you ask my name? |
4958 | Do you ask us who was the betrayer, reader? |
4958 | Do you live in South Carolina?" |
4958 | Do you take? |
4958 | Does it not present the accessories to wrong doing? |
4958 | Donahue?" |
4958 | First, his wife was got away from him--"Tom pauses and blushes, as Madame Montford says:"His wife was got away from him?" |
4958 | For has he not first distressed a family, and then left it bereft of its protector? |
4958 | Found sleeping in the market, eh? |
4958 | Funny things, eh? |
4958 | God!--how terrible- what, what am I to do?" |
4958 | Had he reached a stage of degradation so low that even the felon loathed his presence? |
4958 | Hardscrabble?" |
4958 | Has not society sought to clothe me with shame? |
4958 | Has this crime that so like a demon haunts me- that curses me even in my dreams, driven her, perhaps against her will, to seek this life of shame?" |
4958 | Have I not taste enough for a princess?" |
4958 | Have you not some revelation to make respecting my parents?" |
4958 | Having paid the authorities ten dollars, and honored every Alderman with a complimentary ticket, who has a better right? |
4958 | Having the people''s money to waste, its own ambition to serve, and its hat to fill with political waste paper- what more would you ask of it? |
4958 | How can she acquit her conscience of having deliberately and faithlessly renounced one who was so true to her? |
4958 | How could she, orphan as she was called, and unencouraged, come to be a noble and generous- hearted woman? |
4958 | How could they hear of it? |
4958 | How is it with the Judge- that high functionary who provides thus sumptuously for his mistress? |
4958 | How would an alliance with Maria affect his mother''s dignity? |
4958 | I am a mother who has wronged her child- I have no peace of mind- my heart is lacerated--""Are you, then, my mother?" |
4958 | I ask forgiveness of Him who only can forgive the wicked; but how can I expect to gain it?" |
4958 | I ca n''t get out; and if I ca n''t get out, what''s the use of my trying to improve? |
4958 | I parted with her- yes, yes, I parted with her to Mother Bridges, who kept a stand at a corner in West street--""And then what became of her?" |
4958 | I says,''You was trusted with a child once, was n''t you?'' |
4958 | I wonder if Mr. Crown''ll sell bad gin to his highness when he gets him?" |
4958 | In loudest accent rings the question--"Do you go to Madame Flamingo''s to- night?" |
4958 | Is it you?" |
4958 | Is not the Allwise, through the beauties of His works, holding her up, while man only is struggling to pull her down? |
4958 | It''s worth an hundred or more, eh?" |
4958 | May I ask if you have not mistaken your way?" |
4958 | Mr. Hardscrabble? |
4958 | Mrs. Swiggs looks querulously through her spectacles and says,"Do tell me where I am?" |
4958 | Mrs. Swiggs, with a sigh, says,"Is that all?" |
4958 | Shall I advance, or retreat to more congenial quarters? |
4958 | Shall I be forgiven?" |
4958 | Shall she flee back to the prison? |
4958 | Shall she go cast herself at the mercy of the keeper? |
4958 | She is a curious mother; but when I think how he looks and acts, how can I wonder she keeps him in jail? |
4958 | That mute appeal, that melancholy voucher of his sorrows, knells the painful answer in her ears,"Then you are not free to come with me? |
4958 | The State''ll starve you, old Hardscrabble''ll make a few dollars out of your feed- but what of that? |
4958 | The old Judge, eh?" |
4958 | The same was brought in, and Mary hersel''was soon like a dead woman oh the floor, jist--""And they got the money all away?" |
4958 | The transaction was purely commercial: why should humanity interpose? |
4958 | Then you have read of Sir Sunderland Swiggs, my ancestor? |
4958 | They have not robbed you?" |
4958 | Tom,"exclaims George, as he enters the cell,"boarding at the expense of the State yet, eh?" |
4958 | Turning to McArthur, he adds, rather unconcernedly:"You know somewhat of him?" |
4958 | Upon whom does the responsibility of this terrible closing rest? |
4958 | Was he an outcast, stripped of every means of reform- of making himself a man? |
4958 | Was this sufficient- all the law demanded? |
4958 | We knew each other as children, and what else but respect could I have for you? |
4958 | Well, I had made a man of him- I do n''t regret it, for I always liked him- and this is the end of the poor fellow, eh?" |
4958 | What am I to do? |
4958 | What is the liberty of a poor white with us? |
4958 | What more would you ask of it? |
4958 | What more would you have?" |
4958 | What say the jury of inquest? |
4958 | Who can this mysterious messenger, this beautiful stranger be? |
4958 | Why not, good gentleman,( he seized me by the arm as he said this,) inquire of Milman Mingle, the vote- cribber? |
4958 | Will he not save from death her starving child? |
4958 | Will you hear my story, and reject the calumny of those who have sought my ruin?" |
4958 | Will you never cease polluting the habitations of the poor? |
4958 | William!--has it come to this?" |
4958 | Would not America imitate Rome, that mighty mother of Republics? |
4958 | Yes, I must lock you up, and sell you out- unless you redeem before sale day; that you ca n''t do, I suppose?" |
4958 | You can make names? |
4958 | You have been a fashionable traveller in Europe? |
4958 | You have brought letters, I s''pose?" |
4958 | You have had your day- why let such nonsense trouble you? |
4958 | You have seen how I can develop both these, eh?" |
4958 | You said, you know, it was all up with it--""Up? |
4958 | You''ve a vote?" |
4958 | Your highnesses visited Charleston, of course?" |
4958 | am I worthy of retaining this hand for life?" |
4958 | eh? |
4958 | exclaims the poor outcast, starting to his feet,"my release?" |
4958 | had her solicitude in years past something more than friendship in it? |
4958 | has it come to this?" |
4958 | he questions within himself,"must I stain these hands with the blood of the woman I love? |
4958 | he says, while looking out from his cell upon the bright landscape without,"what is death to me? |
4958 | inquired the old hostess,"and my antiques? |
4958 | interposes Keepum,"what airs these sort of people put on, eh? |
4958 | interrupts Mr. Snivel, inquiringly,"you do n''t mean to say it was all the doings of a parson?" |
4958 | my father, my father!--released? |
4958 | released?" |
4958 | says Mr. Glentworthy, for such is the wretched woman''s name,"can not you sing a song for your friends?" |
4958 | to Black- beetle''s Hole--""And where is this curious place?" |
4958 | villain!--what brings you here? |
4958 | what did she mean? |
4958 | who are you? |
4958 | who''s here?'' |
4958 | will you not allow an innocent woman to speak in her own behalf? |
26986 | ''It''s just about time for another little drink--''some sense in poetry like that, is n''t there? 26986 America?" |
26986 | And over the farmyard, I suppose anything you could make by selling any extra animals you planted was your perquisite? |
26986 | And the servants? |
26986 | And what did you think of Dublin? |
26986 | And what did you think of Kingstown? |
26986 | And when do you want to take her away? |
26986 | And why not? |
26986 | And you came over by the Holyhead route? |
26986 | Are n''t you happy in Dublin? |
26986 | Behind the magnolia? |
26986 | Better than Dublin? |
26986 | But there is, you''re not angry with me, are you? |
26986 | But when did it happen,he asked,"and where have they gone? |
26986 | But where are you going? |
26986 | But where do you live in Charleston? 26986 But why on earth did n''t Berknowles make your aunt guardian to the girl?" |
26986 | Ca n''t I? |
26986 | Ca n''t you think of any other friends? |
26986 | D''you think they come back? |
26986 | Did he ask you to marry him? |
26986 | Did he look at you as if he cared for you? |
26986 | Did you ever read a story called''The Gold Bug''by Edgar Allan Poe? |
26986 | Do n''t I? |
26986 | Do n''t you grow any horse food on the estate? |
26986 | Do n''t you think we''d better go and look at the garden? |
26986 | Do you know what Silas Grangerson asked me to- night? |
26986 | Do you let the grazing? |
26986 | Do you mean I am to live in America? |
26986 | Do you remember the day I asked you to run off to Florida with me,said Silas,"and leave this damned place? |
26986 | Do you see the likeness? |
26986 | Does n''t Pinckney ever take you out? |
26986 | Does she care for him? |
26986 | Engaged to be married to her? |
26986 | Extraordinary, is n''t it? |
26986 | Forty miles from here and ten from a railway station,said Miss Pinckney,"and how am I to get there?" |
26986 | Going into the house? |
26986 | Hallo,said he, with the sunny smile of old acquaintanceship,"where have_ you_ sprung from?" |
26986 | Has he spoken to her about it? |
26986 | Have n''t you any poor people about here? |
26986 | Have one? |
26986 | Have you any friends to go to? |
26986 | Have you seen many Irish people? |
26986 | He asked you that? |
26986 | How do you feel now? |
26986 | How do you know what''s in a man? 26986 How do you know?" |
26986 | How do you mean? |
26986 | How old is he? |
26986 | How''d you like to take a boat-- I mean a decent sized fishing yawl and go off round the world, or even down Florida way? 26986 How''ll you help it? |
26986 | How? |
26986 | How_ dare_ you? |
26986 | I beg your pardon, sor? |
26986 | I do n''t know,said Silas laughing,"but it does n''t matter as long as you''re here, does it? |
26986 | I generally pick a flower and put it on her plate,said he,"but this morning she shall have a whole bunch-- hope you slept all right?" |
26986 | I know that-- but how about hay-- surely you grow lots of grass? |
26986 | I know, I''ve seen her often-- what else do you do? |
26986 | I loathe you-- master of us all, are you? 26986 I want to tell Phyl something-- I''m going to call you Phyl because I''m your guardian-- d''you mind?" |
26986 | I''m not joking, I''m dead sick of Grangersons and Charleston, and I reckon you are too-- aren''t you? |
26986 | If you do n''t mind about the money, then why do n''t you let me live here instead of letting the place? 26986 In Ireland?" |
26986 | In that old basket carriage thing? |
26986 | In what way did I couple your name with her, may I ask? |
26986 | Irish? |
26986 | Is Miss Pinckney going? |
26986 | Is it Pinckney? |
26986 | Is it true what I hear, that Richard Pinckney has become engaged to the girl who is staying there? |
26986 | Is that-- I mean is that young lady Miss Frances Rhett-- the one who called here? |
26986 | It was my loose way of speaking; but, sure, what''s the good of getting out of temper? |
26986 | Just so, where is it? 26986 Let''s go there?" |
26986 | Let''s sit down and look at the garden,said he, pointing to a huge log by the near wall--"and are n''t the convolvuluses beautiful?" |
26986 | Love letters? |
26986 | Mr. Hennessey,said Phyl, after a moment''s silence,"suppose Father has left Mr. Pinckney all his money-- what will become of me?" |
26986 | Not engaged? |
26986 | Not even me? |
26986 | Not what? |
26986 | Nothing is,said he laughing,"it''s all as old as the hills-- you like it, do n''t you?" |
26986 | Oh, Davy Stevens, was it? |
26986 | Old letters,said Miss Pinckney,"you do n''t say-- what were they about?" |
26986 | On a visit, I suppose? |
26986 | Or love it? |
26986 | Phyl,said Miss Pinckney,"would not you like to have a look at the garden whilst we have a chat? |
26986 | Phyl,said she,"do you care for Richard?" |
26986 | Phyl? |
26986 | Richard, do you care for Phyl? |
26986 | Rupert? |
26986 | Said you must stick to your word? |
26986 | Say, do you like poetry? |
26986 | She gets it from her mother''s side,said Miss Pinckney,"the Lord knows how it is these things happen, but it''s Juliet, is n''t it?" |
26986 | Silas helps to carry on the place, does n''t he? |
26986 | Silas? |
26986 | Talking over old times, I s''pose? |
26986 | That''s Flying Fox, she''s mine, the fastest trotter in the Carolinas-- you know anything about horses? |
26986 | The Lord only knows,said Hennessey;"but what''s been putting such fancies in your head?" |
26986 | The red- headed girl? |
26986 | The which, sor? |
26986 | Then where do you think I''ve come from? |
26986 | To stay in America; but what on earth do they want you to do that for? 26986 Was it wrong of me to look at them?" |
26986 | We''ll walk to the house,said he,"if you are not too tired; it''s only a few steps away-- well-- how do you like America?" |
26986 | Well, hay and straw? |
26986 | Well, we live there; why not? 26986 Well, what about that automobile?" |
26986 | Well? |
26986 | What about Miss Pinckney? |
26986 | What are the takings? |
26986 | What are you going to do? |
26986 | What are you thinking about, Silas? |
26986 | What delayed her? 26986 What did she say to that?" |
26986 | What did she say? |
26986 | What did you say? |
26986 | What do you do with yourself all day? |
26986 | What do you mean by saying such a thing? |
26986 | What do you read? |
26986 | What has happened? |
26986 | What has he to do with it? |
26986 | What likeness? |
26986 | What on earth have I done? |
26986 | What on earth is the matter with her now? |
26986 | What was that? |
26986 | What''ll he be like, do you think? |
26986 | What''s all this nonsense you have been talking,said she,"coming here saying Miss Phyl has run away with Mr. Silas? |
26986 | What''s made you crazy to see it? |
26986 | What''s that doing there? |
26986 | What''s that? |
26986 | What''s the matter now? |
26986 | When am I to go? |
26986 | When? |
26986 | Where are the horses? |
26986 | Where can she have gone to? |
26986 | Where is Silas? |
26986 | Where is it? |
26986 | Where on earth have you been? |
26986 | Where''s this you said you came from? |
26986 | Where''s your mistress? |
26986 | Who looks after all this? |
26986 | Who told you? |
26986 | Who was Juliet? |
26986 | Who was the lady? |
26986 | Who''s there? |
26986 | Why are n''t you dancing? |
26986 | Why did you not tell Miss Phyl? |
26986 | Why do you say he''s mad? |
26986 | Why, Phyl, what are you doing here? |
26986 | Why, how did you know that was there? |
26986 | Why, strange? |
26986 | Why, what on earth''s the matter, Rafferty? |
26986 | Why, what''s the matter with you? |
26986 | Why, what''s this? |
26986 | Why? |
26986 | Why? |
26986 | Wo n''t you speak to me-- are you angry with me? |
26986 | Yes? |
26986 | You are n''t old enough to be a guardian, why, Lord bless my soul, what''ll people be doing next? 26986 You are running away to be married to Silas Grangerson?" |
26986 | You care for some one else better? |
26986 | You do n''t congratulate me? |
26986 | You do n''t mind smoking, do you? |
26986 | You have got the receipts? |
26986 | You mean Richard? |
26986 | You''d like to go, would n''t you? |
26986 | You''re not angry with me? |
26986 | You''re not from Charleston? |
26986 | Your which? 26986 ''Putty,''said I to him,''and what''s that head of yours made of?'' 26986 ''Who''s the Aberdeens?'' 26986 All the same, one does n''t want to live in a survival of the past-- does one? |
26986 | And what were they laughing at pray? |
26986 | And why did you run away?" |
26986 | Anyhow, you will stay here till news comes of them?" |
26986 | Are n''t you straight and the best looking man in Charleston? |
26986 | Are n''t you the top man in Charleston in name and position and character? |
26986 | Berknowles?" |
26986 | CHAPTER VI"Miss Pinckney,"said Phyl, as they sat at luncheon that day,"you remember you said yesterday that I was like Juliet Mascarene?" |
26986 | Could n''t you buy the Rhetts twice over if you wanted to buy such rubbish? |
26986 | Dear me, dear me, what is Time at all that it leaves everything the same? |
26986 | Did he_ say_ anything to you as if he cared for you?" |
26986 | Did she know of his entanglement with Frances Rhett? |
26986 | Did she? |
26986 | Do n''t you think you and I could meet and speak to one another somewhere instead of always writing like this? |
26986 | Do you know many people there?" |
26986 | Do you know this is a clandestine correspondence and must stop at once? |
26986 | Do you know you could be put in prison for saying things like that? |
26986 | Do you mean you did n''t drive,_ walked_ here from the station?" |
26986 | Father said to me the other day,''What makes you seem so happy these times?'' |
26986 | Funny, is n''t it, how things get mixed up and old family houses change hands?" |
26986 | Go on-- what more have you to say?" |
26986 | Go to the hall door, will you, please, and let me in?" |
26986 | Had I the right to interfere? |
26986 | Had n''t he a fine house in Merrion Square and a wife who would have treated the girl like a daughter? |
26986 | Had she then experienced what Juliet once experienced, seen what she saw, suffered what she suffered? |
26986 | Have you the receipted bills for the fodder during the last six months?" |
26986 | He wo n''t come to Vernons, wo n''t he? |
26986 | He''s going to get married and then where will you be?" |
26986 | Hi, Prue, what yo''laffin''at?" |
26986 | Hold your tongue, you baste; do n''t you know your misthress when you see her?" |
26986 | How long have you known of it?" |
26986 | How''d you like to be a sailor?" |
26986 | However, you can please yourself-- Do you want to go to America?" |
26986 | I like books better than people, unless they''re--""Unless they''re what?" |
26986 | I was shocked when P. pinched my arm as I was passing her on the stairs and handed me your note-- Don''t you-- don''t you-- how shall I say it? |
26986 | I''ll get Dinah to do your hair, something simple and not too grown- up-- you do n''t mind an old woman telling you this-- do you?" |
26986 | If I saw you drowning in the harbour, would you expect me to stand at the Battery waving my hand to you and congratulating you? |
26986 | If it were a thousand times true that she had once been Juliet what did it matter? |
26986 | In the reign of William the Conqueror people dined at eleven A.M. or was it ten? |
26986 | It does indeed; acting like a dumb creature and then writing this-- Do you care for_ him_?" |
26986 | It was as though the spirit of Juliet and the spirit of the old house were saying to her"Have you forgotten us?" |
26986 | It''s always the same when they get together-- and I suppose you got sick of it and came out?" |
26986 | It''s not a bad place to live in-- and what else are you to do?" |
26986 | Look right round you, do you see his statue?" |
26986 | Now why should a long nose run through a family like that, or a bad temper, or the colour of hair? |
26986 | Oh, dear me, what is it that clings to that place? |
26986 | Pinckney?" |
26986 | Richard is a St. Cecilia-- St. Cecilias? |
26986 | Say, do you ever want to grow old?" |
26986 | Say, is Maria Pinckney in the house with father?" |
26986 | She could no longer stay in Charleston; she must go-- where? |
26986 | She do n''t want for anything?" |
26986 | Suppose Silas Grangerson had met him-- suppose they had fought? |
26986 | Sure you wo n''t be afraid?" |
26986 | Sure, Miss Phyl, what would I be doin''with a laan mower?" |
26986 | Then Silas spoke:"Do you ever feel lonesome?" |
26986 | Then came the thought: was he avoiding her? |
26986 | Then commanding herself, and with one of those reverses, sudden changes of manner and subject peculiar to herself:"Where''s your luggage?" |
26986 | Then:"I go off to Charleston when I feel like that-- once in a fortnight or so-- Where do you live in Charleston?" |
26986 | There are silences that can be more hurting than speech-- yet what could he have said? |
26986 | They covered another five miles without speaking, and then Silas said:"You do n''t mean to stick to me, then?" |
26986 | To return to Vernons would be only her first step on the return to Ireland, and yet if she did not return to Vernons, where could she go? |
26986 | Was Pinckney still angry, despite his talk about the Pinckney temper; had he written not of his own free will but at the desire of Maria Pinckney? |
26986 | Was she Juliet, and was Richard Rupert Pinckney? |
26986 | Was she Juliet? |
26986 | Was she dyeing her head? |
26986 | Well, of all the astonishing things in the world-- Child-- child, where did you get that face?" |
26986 | What did it matter to him if a dozen men were in love with Phyl? |
26986 | What do you think the Almighty made folk for? |
26986 | What makes you so like her? |
26986 | What on earth are you talking about, what rubbish is this, who''s dared to come here talking such nonsense? |
26986 | What on earth is the matter with you, Maria?" |
26986 | What right had he to feel injured? |
26986 | What right have people to interfere?" |
26986 | What stupidity had caused her to insult Pinckney by telling him she hated him? |
26986 | What was he going to say to her now? |
26986 | What was the matter with himself, Hennessey? |
26986 | What''s become of him? |
26986 | What''s more absurd than to be born, and look at that butterfly, what''s more absurd than to tell me that yesterday it was a worm? |
26986 | When?" |
26986 | Where would America be now without the War, and where''d her history be? |
26986 | Where''s he staying?" |
26986 | Who supplies the corn and the hay and the straw?" |
26986 | Who was Miss Julie? |
26986 | Who was the somebody?" |
26986 | Why did n''t you ask, child?--What were you saying? |
26986 | Why had she cast aside her own people-- even though they were distant relations? |
26986 | Why should I beware of him?" |
26986 | Why the fellow never spoke to her scarcely-- are you sure of what you say?" |
26986 | Why, then, this sudden pain caused by Silas''s words? |
26986 | Why, where on earth has he sprung from?" |
26986 | Why? |
26986 | You are having luncheon here?" |
26986 | You do n''t mind my walking with you a bit?" |
26986 | You have to book your passage in a ship-- and how are you to go alone?" |
26986 | You hear me?" |
26986 | You like it, do n''t you?" |
26986 | You sell these things, do n''t you?" |
26986 | You wo n''t be afraid to stay by yourself?" |
26986 | You''ll come, wo n''t you?" |
26986 | and who was the Mr. Pinckney that was to meet her, and where was the gate at which they were to meet in such a secretive manner? |
26986 | to live a few years and then lie in a grave with folk heaping flowers on them? |
26986 | what made you do it?" |
26986 | what''s that I hear? |