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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7154 | HIS father? 7154 What dost thou make of this?" |
7154 | A great shout went up at this, and one rude fellow said--"Marry, art thou his grace''s messenger, beggar?" |
7154 | Beatings? |
7154 | Doth she mistreat thee? |
7154 | Hast parents? |
7154 | How dar''st thou use the King my father''s meanest subject so? |
7154 | Might he not hope to see a prince now-- a prince of flesh and blood if Heaven were willing? |
7154 | The prince twisted himself loose, unconsciously brushed his profaned shoulder, and eagerly said--"Oh, art HIS father, truly? |
7154 | The youth who had first spoken, shouted to his comrades--"Ho, swine, slaves, pensioners of his grace''s princely father, where be your manners? |
7154 | Then is thy grand- dam not over kind to thee, I take it? |
7154 | There was a storm of laughter, and one boy said--"Didst mark that? |
7154 | Was the desire of his soul to be satisfied at last? |
7154 | What is thy name, lad? |
7154 | Where be the dogs? |
7154 | Where dost live? |
7161 | And prithee who made him so? |
7161 | Let the child go,said he;"ye heartless dogs, do ye not see how young and frail he is? |
7161 | WHAT king, good sir? |
7161 | What Duke of Somerset? |
7161 | What Lord Protector? |
7161 | What doth the lad mean? |
7161 | ( God- a- mercy, what aileth the boy?) |
7161 | Ah, yes, but could so fantastic a pauper get admission to the august presence of a monarch? |
7161 | Come, they WILL not, will they?" |
7161 | Could it be that the Court had set up some sprig of the nobility in his place? |
7161 | Did she know him-- or did n''t she know him? |
7161 | He asked them why they were in prison, and when they said they were Baptists, he smiled, and inquired--"Is that a crime to be shut up for in a prison? |
7161 | He said, eagerly--"You do not speak; be good to me, and tell me-- there will be no other punishment? |
7161 | The King asked sharply--"Since when is HE a duke, and Lord Protector?" |
7161 | They tried to change the topic, but his fears were aroused, and he pursued it--"Will they scourge thee? |
7161 | What should he do? |
7161 | Where could he hope to find this powerful help? |
7161 | Which is he?" |
7161 | Whither should he go? |
7161 | Why not go and try to get speech of him and beg for justice? |
7156 | I? 7156 Man, hast lost thy wits? |
7156 | The Seal? 7156 Who art thou calling?" |
7156 | A voice answered--"Know''st thou who it was thou laid thy cudgel on?" |
7156 | Am not I thy mother that bore thee, and loveth thee?" |
7156 | And, since the Great Seal hath flown away, shall not it suffice? |
7156 | Canty roared out--"Thou''lt meddle, wilt thou? |
7156 | Dost canker thy soul with sordid business when all that be leal men and true make holiday?" |
7156 | Hast lost thy wits? |
7156 | The next moment there were several sharp raps at the door; John Canty ceased from snoring and said--"Who knocketh? |
7156 | What did I with it?. |
7156 | What if the boy were really not her son, after all? |
7156 | What wilt thou?" |
7156 | Who art thou?" |
7156 | Who art thou?" |
7156 | Who keepeth the Seal but thou?" |
7156 | Who should I be, but thy sister Nan? |
7156 | Will''t please your majesty to order that the Seal be now restored to me, so that I may forth upon the business?" |
7156 | dost hear? |
7156 | is there no groom of the chamber in waiting? |
7156 | it shall go hard with--""What aileth thee?" |
7156 | why did''st thou cleave to it when I so warned thee''gainst it? |
7156 | will ye stand in the Prince''s presence? |
7162 | Good-- is he within? |
7162 | How used you the Great Seal of England? |
7162 | Know you Sir Humphrey Marlow? |
7162 | Might I crave your favour to carry my name to him, and say I beg to say a word in his ear? |
7162 | Then how used you it? |
7162 | Used it-- yet could not explain where it was? |
7162 | Who, then, my liege? |
7162 | Hast not heard the King''s command? |
7162 | His face lighted, and he confronted the ragged candidate with this question--"Where lieth the Great Seal? |
7162 | The King turned to Tom, and said kindly--"My poor boy, how was it that you could remember where I hid the Seal when I could not remember it myself?" |
7162 | Thou hast found thy mother and thy sisters again? |
7162 | Tom Canty turned upon him and said, sharply--"Why dost thou hesitate? |
7162 | Was it round?--and thick?--and had it letters and devices graved upon it?--yes? |
7162 | What would the boy naturally do? |
7162 | Where would he naturally go? |
7162 | Whereabouts were his former haunts? |
7162 | Would the search for him be difficult, or long? |
7162 | or IS he the veritable Sovereign of England, and not the friendless poor Tom o''Bedlam I took him for-- who shall solve me this riddle?" |
7162 | would''st sit in the presence of the King?" |
7155 | But is it not I that speed him hence, my liege? 7155 Die? |
7155 | Go? 7155 Am I not thy loving father? |
7155 | Am I to be baulked of my will? |
7155 | Art willing, sir, that I remain?--and thine uncle?" |
7155 | But she stopped suddenly, and said in a distressed voice--"Oh, what aileth thee, my lord?" |
7155 | But why not tarry yet a little? |
7155 | Hast been minded to cozen me, the good King thy father, who loveth thee, and kindly useth thee, with a sorry jest?" |
7155 | Hast forgot the King''s command? |
7155 | He hesitated, a little confused, then turned timidly toward the King, saying,"I may go now?" |
7155 | He is my sister''s son; are not his voice, his face, his form, familiar to me from his cradle? |
7155 | He said-- and his face grew gentle as he began to speak--"How now, my lord Edward, my prince? |
7155 | How long might he not live, but for me?" |
7155 | How say you, sir?" |
7155 | Is the prince to tarry uninstalled, because, forsooth, the realm lacketh an Earl Marshal free of treasonable taint to invest him with his honours? |
7155 | Is this man to live for ever? |
7155 | Lifting up his hands, he exclaimed--"Thou the KING? |
7155 | Mad, is he? |
7155 | Might they not hang him at once, and inquire into his case afterward? |
7155 | Misgivings as to what?" |
7155 | Once the little Lady Jane turned to Tom and dismayed him with this question,--"Hast paid thy duty to the Queen''s majesty to- day, my lord?" |
7155 | Presently he said--"Dost not know thy father, child? |
7155 | She made reverence and said--"Have we leave of the prince''s grace my brother to go?" |
7155 | They mused a while, with much head- shaking and walking the floor, then Lord St. John said--"Plainly, what dost thou think?" |
7155 | Thou DOST know me, dost thou not?" |
7155 | Thou art better now; thy ill dream passeth-- is''t not so? |
7155 | Thou recallest it now?" |
7155 | Thou wilt not miscall thyself again, as they say thou didst a little while agone?" |
7155 | What is the custom and usage in this emergence? |
7155 | Whither would''st go?" |
7155 | Will any he in all the land maintain there can be two, not of one blood and birth, so marvellously twinned? |
7155 | Will it please your royal highness to dismiss all that attend you here, save my lord the Earl of Hertford?" |
7155 | what fearest thou? |
7155 | why came I here to cast away my life?" |
7157 | Art sure? |
7157 | Commands? 7157 My WHIPPING- boy?" |
7157 | Oh, is that all? 7157 Ruined? |
7157 | Then where is thy blame? 7157 Thou? |
7157 | Where is the boy? |
7157 | Why should he whip THEE for faults of mine? |
7157 | A dim form appeared at his side, and a voice said--"Wilt deign to deliver thy commands?" |
7157 | After a moment''s hesitation he looked up innocently and asked--"What was it like, my lord?" |
7157 | Am I in truth gone mad, or is it thou? |
7157 | At this point he turned and whispered to Lord Hertford--"What day did he say the burial hath been appointed for?" |
7157 | Canst not bide still an instant? |
7157 | He said--"I think thou callest thyself Miles Hendon, if I heard thee aright?" |
7157 | Hendon was puzzled, and said--"What''s amiss?" |
7157 | I, the humblest of thy servants, presume to teach THEE?" |
7157 | May it please your Grace to make the trial?" |
7157 | Now what shall I do? |
7157 | Prithee how?" |
7157 | Said he--"Bless us, what is it?" |
7157 | Speak thou-- who am I?" |
7157 | The happy and astonished mother strained him to her breast and exclaimed--"It waxeth late-- may it please your Majesty to rise?" |
7157 | Then he said aloud--"And hast thou been beaten, poor friend, according to the promise?" |
7157 | Thou hast a gallant way with thee, and a noble-- art nobly born?" |
7157 | Thou teachest me in private-- then if I fail, he argueth that thy office was lamely done, and--""Oh, my liege, what words are these? |
7157 | To save thee thy whipping?" |
7157 | Two days gone by, when your Majesty faulted thrice in your Greek-- in the morning lessons,--dost remember it?" |
7157 | Was that youth alone?" |
7157 | Went they toward Southwark?" |
7157 | What is the lad to thee?" |
7157 | What riddle is this? |
7157 | What should he do?--pretend he knew this lad, and then betray by his every utterance that he had never heard of him before? |
7157 | What wouldst have?" |
7157 | Whither art flying? |
7157 | Will he keep?" |
7157 | Wouldst sit in the presence of the King?" |
7157 | the coverings of the bed were disposed as if one lay beneath them-- happened that by accident?" |
7159 | Him YOU call my father? 7159 How can it be else but true, Prissy? |
7159 | How soon? 7159 I? |
7159 | Mean? 7159 Of England? |
7159 | Prithee, since when hast thou reformed? |
7159 | What King? |
7159 | What boy, friend? |
7159 | What dost thou mean? |
7159 | But come; sith it is thy humour to give over begging, wherewithal shall we busy ourselves? |
7159 | But fly whither? |
7159 | But to stay where he was, and endure this living death all night-- was that better? |
7159 | Can that be true?" |
7159 | Come, waste not the time-- cannot I overtake him? |
7159 | Hast thou not begged the streets of London all thy life?" |
7159 | How soon will he be back?" |
7159 | How soon? |
7159 | If he is not thy brother, who is he, then?" |
7159 | Now he started quickly up, and entered his guest''s room, and said--"Thou art King?" |
7159 | Now o''God''s name what art thou, then?" |
7159 | Now palter no more; for look you, holy sir, an''thou produce him not-- Where is the boy?" |
7159 | Should he leave these reasonably comfortable quarters and fly from this inscrutable horror? |
7159 | The boy smiled, and said,"Poor fool, why so fearful? |
7159 | The hermit turned a pair of gleaming, unrestful eyes upon him, and said--"Who art thou?" |
7159 | Then curiosity broke the silence--"The KING? |
7159 | What King?" |
7159 | What noise was that?" |
7159 | What should he do? |
7159 | What, then, was there left to do? |
7159 | Where is the boy-- MY boy?" |
7159 | Which direction took he? |
7159 | Wilt ride? |
7159 | With robbing kitchens?" |
7159 | Would he say a lie? |
7159 | how can he know so many dishes, and so fine ones withal? |
7159 | not his brother?" |
7158 | By the law of England may a child enter into covenant and sell itself, my lord? |
7158 | Did any see the poison given? 7158 Have I your Grace''s leave to act?" |
7158 | Have any others of our friends fared hardly? |
7158 | Have these confessed? |
7158 | THOU''LT betray me?--THOU? 7158 The thing was proven upon him?" |
7158 | Then how doth one know there was poison given at all? |
7158 | Then prithee, how was it known? |
7158 | What age hath the child? |
7158 | What is it that these have done? |
7158 | Who was there present? |
7158 | And who hath dared to do it? |
7158 | Art shod with lead? |
7158 | Do you understand that word? |
7158 | Hath it always this dread effect?" |
7158 | He cried out--"Wounded? |
7158 | He said sharply--"Ye mannerless vagrants, is this your recognition of the royal boon I have promised?" |
7158 | Presently he asked--"How wrought they to bring the storm?" |
7158 | Still, he was not going to deny himself the pleasure of feeding his curiosity for all that; so he asked--"Where was this done?--and when?" |
7158 | The King shot a surprised and suspicious glance at the youth, and asked--"Where is he?" |
7158 | The King turned and said angrily--"Who art thou? |
7158 | The youth said--"Thou''lt tarry here, and thy friend lying wounded in the wood yonder? |
7158 | They came not to the place appointed-- knowest thou whither they went?" |
7158 | Tom turned this dark piece of scoundrelism over in his mind a while, then asked--"Suffered the woman also by the storm?" |
7158 | Tom turned to the Earl of Hertford, and said--"My lord, is it believable that there was warrant for this man''s ferocious doom?" |
7158 | WHAT is it? |
7158 | Was it not the fate intended thee?" |
7158 | Was poison found?" |
7158 | What is thy business here?" |
7158 | What, then, would he do? |
7158 | Where are thy sisters? |
7158 | Where is thy mother? |
7158 | Where may he be?" |
7158 | Who art thou, manikin?" |
7158 | Wounded, is he? |
7160 | Dead? |
7160 | Escape? 7160 How? |
7160 | Indeed? 7160 Kept you the woman''s pig for amusement?" |
7160 | Might it not be best, my Prince, that we wait here until I prove myself and make my rights secure to my domains? 7160 Not of him? |
7160 | Stands the wind in that quarter? 7160 Take thee? |
7160 | What letter? |
7160 | A brave lodging for such as we, is it not so? |
7160 | Ah, save me from this, your worship-- what shall I do, what CAN I do?" |
7160 | Am I Miles Hendon?" |
7160 | Am I not thy brother?" |
7160 | And thou''lt restore the pig?" |
7160 | Do you know him?" |
7160 | Do you know him?" |
7160 | Dost thou pretend thou knowest me not for thy brother Miles Hendon?" |
7160 | Hendon bent down and said, somewhat sharply--"WILL you trust in me? |
7160 | Hendon replied with a solemnity which chilled the air about him--"This jest of thine hath a name, in law,--wot you what it is?" |
7160 | I am a man of family; and my wife and little ones-- List to reason, good your worship: what wouldst thou of me?" |
7160 | I an impostor? |
7160 | I crave your mercy!--do not say the Lady Edith--""Is dead? |
7160 | Is it no matter for commotion and distress that the Head of the State is gone; that I am vanished away and lost?" |
7160 | Miles, amazed, could not speak for a moment; then he found his tongue, and cried out--"WHAT disappointment? |
7160 | Prithee for whom else than whom thou art? |
7160 | Scour and scan me to thy content, my good old Hugh-- I am indeed thy old Miles, thy same old Miles, thy lost brother, is''t not so? |
7160 | Should not I be able to set it forth correctly before the judge, if occasion required?" |
7160 | The King added, with the same gentle simplicity--"Dost thou doubt ME?" |
7160 | The judge meditated, during an ominous pause, then turned to the woman, with the question--"What dost thou hold this property to be worth?" |
7160 | The matter standeth simply thus: she MUST have known my face, my figure, my voice, for how could it be otherwise? |
7160 | The other continued, in the same soft tone--"And whom dost thou imagine thyself to be?" |
7160 | Then of what? |
7160 | What are thy paltry domains, thy trivial interests, contrasted with matters which concern the weal of a nation and the integrity of a throne?" |
7160 | What is it that is strange?" |
7160 | What of it, and ye so many? |
7160 | Which? |
7160 | Whom dost thou take me to be?" |
7160 | Why will you waste the precious time? |
7160 | can the dead come to life? |
7160 | dost know that when one steals a thing above the value of thirteenpence ha''penny the law saith he shall HANG for it?" |
7160 | thou art not jesting? |