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.

identifier question
3393I wonder who lives here-- what little boy?"
3393If I do not keep myself quite out of the picture, what painter ever did?
3393Why not silver?
3392What cargo?
3392Why do you use bias for opinion?
3392A moment of hesitation elapses, and then the questioner pursues,"Here and there a horn?"
3392He came to her beaming one day, and demanded,"You know I have always held such and such an opinion about a certain group of fossil fishes?"
3392The final demand comes through the trumpet,"What cargo?"
3392Willson was accustomed to apparitions, and so he said simply,"Wo n''t you sit down, father?"
3397Whose hand is this, Lorry?
3397Graham feigned not to hear, and Booth asked again,"whose hand is this?"
3397Was I not already richly successful?
3397Would not he bid his parting guest good- bye?
3396He did not recognize me, but he gave me at once a greeting of great impersonal cordiality, with"How do you do?
3396Then he seized my hand and wrung it all over again, and repeated his friendly demands with an intonation that was now"Why, how are you; how are you?"
3396We asked him, How could he feel gay when he was no longer paying us our salaries, and how could he justify it to his conscience?
3396When did you come?"
3395Did I like that chair I was sitting in?
3395He added, to the company generally,"Do you know what I think are the two lines of mine that go as deep as any others, in a certain direction?"
3395The poet''s chanting voice rose with a triumphant swell in the climax, and"There,"he said,"is n''t it so?
3394And now,he demanded,"what do you say to that?"
3394Is it possible?
3394At a funeral a mourner wished to open conversation, and by way of suggesting a theme of common interest, began,"You''ve buried, I believe?"
3394At the last of them, Lowell had asked him, with fond regret in his jest,"Longfellow, why do n''t you do that Indian poem in forty thousand verses?"
3394Does it kick?"
3394He calmly asked,"Why?"
3394I must keep my engagement, but how could I bear to miss meeting Salvini at Longfellow''s table on terms like these?
3394Longfellow?"
3394The old friend of the cavernous arm- chair was perhaps not wide enough awake to repress an"Ah?"
3390How many?
3390Oh, but he does n''t like that sort of thing, does he?
3390Reporters?
3390What would you do?
3390Who- who in the world is that?
3390A hand frailly waved a handkerchief; Clemens ran over the lawn toward it, calling tenderly:"What?
3390He had done so, and how many mentions of him did I reckon he had found in three months?
3390What a pang it was then not to have told her, but how could we have told her?
3390What profanity?
3390What?"
3398Whose criticisms?
3398He looked up with an unkindling eye, and asked, Ah, how was the Doctor?
3398He said that there were fifteen dollars coming to me for that sketch, and might he send the money to me?
3398If I knew that there were shoe- shops in Salem, ought not I to go and inspect their processes?
3398Yea, that made it worth while, I consented; but was he sure of the other world?
47060A shriek?
47060Would he be out soon?
47060Yes, do n''t you think it would fill the suspense that comes at the last word''Sold!''? 47060 Did you hit it?
47060He would ascertain who struck the first blow, and when he had pronounced that wrong he would ask,"And you struck him back?"
47060How could I imagine them or fail to attribute to myself something like merit from them?
47060If the fact could not be denied, he went on to the further question,"Well, do two wrongs make a right?"
47060Such a very little instruction would have enlightened me; but who was to give it me?
47060The sight of such unexampled riches stopped my breath for the moment, but I made out to ask,"Is it for me?"
47060You a married woman?"