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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22081 | And what can be more remarkable? |
22081 | T. Hanmer''s(?) |
984 | Address:? |
984 | Ambition: Subjects without guns? |
984 | Ambition:(?). |
984 | Past:(?) |
984 | Publications: Poems, tragedies, and comedies(?). |
984 | Recreation: After 11.45 P. M. Epitaph: When Will There Be Another Like Her? |
36831 | ... And George Eliot? |
36831 | ... After an evening out, who can know? |
36831 | ... Is there any one who has heard? |
36831 | ... What is it crawls from the kiss- thickened, Freudian darkness, Amorous, catlike... Ah, can it be a cat? |
36831 | A BALLAD OF THE BIRD DANCE OF PIERRETTE_ Pierrette''s mother speaks:_"Sure is it Pierrette yez are, Pierrette and no other? |
36831 | Ah, Kenton, Kenton, my child, who but you would have such an emotion? |
36831 | BALLADE OF SPRING CHICKENS Spring comes-- yet where the dream that glows? |
36831 | Because the thought comes icy; That bird you never knew-- It''s not your bird or pear tree, And what is it to you? |
36831 | But... Well, who knows it is n''t better that way? |
36831 | Can any one tell? |
36831 | Do you not care That all these lesser children of the Muse Shall sing to you exactly as they choose? |
36831 | How can I think of mere birds, nor blink In the Cosmic Hullaballoo? |
36831 | I do n''t suppose he''d care, to stay to dine Under the circumstances.... What''s life for? |
36831 | I wrote a poem, Once, in the middle of August, intending to show''em That you should not Be shot: What saw I then, what heard? |
36831 | IMRI SWAZEY I was a shock- headed boy bringing in the laundry; Why did I try for that damn bird, anyway? |
36831 | It''s quieter, at least.... Rambuncto-- friend-- Why, you''re not going?... |
36831 | Kenton replies with devotion,"I''ve gathered you stones for the bird; come on, do n''t you want to throw''em?" |
36831 | Most do n''t go in for that.... You have n''t, of course... What, no Provencal? |
36831 | Oh, what am I, the Muse and giver of Fame, So to be mocked and humbled by this use? |
36831 | RESIGNATION I look from out my window, Beloved, and I see A bird upon a pear bough, But what is that to me? |
36831 | SEMI- CHORUS OF PUBLISHERS Who shall escape o''ermastering tragic fate? |
36831 | SPIRIT OF THE REJECTION SLIP, EDITORS AND PUBLISHERS,(_ faintly:_) You_ did_? |
36831 | Still, who learns? |
36831 | THE UNITY OF ONENESS Celia, have you been to China? |
36831 | There only waves upon the lea A lonely pear- bough where doth doze A bird of green, and merely he: Why weave of him our poetry? |
36831 | What boots this bird, this pear- tree spreading wide? |
36831 | What could be drier, where all things are dry? |
36831 | What is a shoe, or a Forslin, or even a Senlin? |
36831 | What is... a what? |
36831 | Why of a Grackle need we sing? |
16898 | ''My gown? |
16898 | ''Now who shall gar them cry_ Enow_, That gang this fearsome gate?'' |
16898 | ''Now, little Edward, answer me''-- I said, and clutched him by the gown--''At Cambridge would you rather be, Or here in Oxford town?'' |
16898 | ''Then, pot or glass, why label it"_ With Care_"? |
16898 | ''Whose is yon corse that, thus adorned wi''gourd- leaves, Forth ye bear with slow step?'' |
16898 | Am I hoaxed by a scout? |
16898 | And is it so? |
16898 | And stay our Captain''s din? |
16898 | And yet what profit of it all? |
16898 | And your gown was enough to compel me To fall down and worship its hem--( Are''hems''wearing? |
16898 | Are things what they seem, Or is Sophists about? |
16898 | Are things what they seem, Or is Sophists about? |
16898 | At this my boy hung down his head, While sterner grew the parent''s eye; And six- and- thirty times I said,''Come, Edward, tell me why?'' |
16898 | Be it this, be it that--''I forget,''or''Was joking''--whatever the fem--inine fib, you''ll have made me your debtor And come,--you_ will_ come? |
16898 | But I ask,--Do I dream? |
16898 | Can Folly stalk And aim her unrespecting darts In shades where grave Professors walk And Bachelors of Arts? |
16898 | Do I dream? |
16898 | Do I sleep? |
16898 | Do they blow? |
16898 | Do you think that a frock lasts for ever?'' |
16898 | Hath he forgott? |
16898 | Have you thought, since that night, of the Grotto? |
16898 | How had so frail a thing the heart To journey where she trembled so? |
16898 | Is our"to ti en einai"a failure, or is Robert Browning played out? |
16898 | Is our"to ti en einai"a failure, or is Robert Browning played out? |
16898 | Lady Jane''s guardian was a haughty Peer, who Clung to old creeds and had a nasty temper; Can we blame Willum that he hardly cared to Risk a refusal? |
16898 | Leave the issue to be guessed At the endynge of the waye''-- As I laye a- wakynge,''twas soe she seemed to say--''Whatte and if it alle be feynynge? |
16898 | Methought, last night, that one in suit of woe Stood by the Tavern- door and whispered,''Lo, The Pledge departed, what avails the Cup? |
16898 | Naye, gossyp, loyterynge soe late, What ayles thee thus to chyde? |
16898 | Of the rose that I begged from your hair? |
16898 | Of the stains of the old_ Journalisten_? |
16898 | Of the words whispered under the palms, While the minutes flew by and forgot to Remind us of Aunt and her qualms? |
16898 | Or did I viewe A ghostlye companye This even, by the dismalle yewe, Of faces three That beckoned mee To land where no repynynges bee? |
16898 | Or why your Sheepskin with my Gourd compare? |
16898 | Saye, cushat, callynge from the brake, What ayles thee soe to pyne? |
16898 | Saye, gossyp, whom dost thou abyde? |
16898 | Shalle I alone Delayinge crye''Anon, Anon''? |
16898 | So''the best of all ways''--why repeat you The verse at 2.30 a.m., When I''m stealing an hour to entreat you Dear Kitty, to come to Commem.? |
16898 | Then O, but his cheek would flush, an''''Bridget,''He''d say,''Will yez love me?'' |
16898 | Thy carefulle heart shall cease to ake When dayes be fyne And greene thynges twyne: Saye, cushat, what thy griefe to myne? |
16898 | Why loyter I among the quicke, When ye are gonne? |
16898 | Why, now, sir, you are hourly filled with wine, And has the clay more licence now than then? |
16898 | Yourself condemned to three score years and ten, Say, did you judge the ways of other men? |
16898 | _ Has_ it gone up the spout? |
16898 | said I:''For Cambridge has her"King''s Parade,"And much the more becoming gown; Why should you slight her so,''I said,''Compared with Oxford town?'' |
1478 | A good joke? |
1478 | And how is the dear General this evening? |
1478 | And one day this brave handsome man was out making whisky and he had just sampled some when he looked up and what do you suppose he saw? |
1478 | And that is what you Puritan gentlemen of God and volcanoes of Correct Thought snuffle over as a good joke? 1478 Do you mean to say,"gasped Priscilla,"that I can return to earth?" |
1478 | Eh-- what''s that? 1478 Gee-- don''t youse know?" |
1478 | Grandfather was awful brave, was n''t he father? |
1478 | I wonder what this medicine show is like? |
1478 | Madam,said he, turning to Mrs. van der Griff,"Am I to understand that there is liquor in those glasses?" |
1478 | Medicine shows? |
1478 | Mother,said George,"when I get to be eighteen, can I be a soldier just like grandfather up there?" |
1478 | Now tell me, said the King,"is there any chance that a man who sails to the westward will ever return?" |
1478 | Oh do you think so, Aunt Polly? |
1478 | Oh you do n''t want to hear that again, do you children? |
1478 | Shall we go a la salle- a- manger? |
1478 | There will not be a drop of wine served to- night, and now General, shall we go in to dinner? 1478 Was it, by any chance, Colombo?" |
1478 | Well this is the land of religious freedom, is n''t it? 1478 Well, sister, what seems to be the matter here?" |
1478 | Well-- anything else? |
1478 | Well-- what happened then? |
1478 | What charming story did he tell this time? |
1478 | What is the matter with these people? |
1478 | What''s going on to- night? |
1478 | Whom are you, said he,"to be thus wandering in the very unspeakable forest of the very unnamable sorcerer Thyrston?" |
1478 | Why ca n''t I get to sleep? |
1478 | Will you have a drink of champagne wine, General? |
1478 | Would Monsieur like to see the journal? 1478 Yes, are n''t they?" |
1478 | Yes? |
1478 | ("Did Will put the cat out?") |
1478 | ("Or is it me?") |
1478 | And after an interval Colombo said,"There, my dear, do you not see how ridiculous it is to suppose that the earth is anything but round?" |
1478 | And what do you suppose the stranger had?" |
1478 | And when the brave handsome man offered the stranger a drink what do you suppose the stranger said?" |
1478 | Besides-- what good did the war do anyway-- except make a lot of rich people richer? |
1478 | But just as I was leaving I thought,"Priscilla, how about a drink-- just one little drink?" |
1478 | Do you think Priscilla is thinking about marrying anybody in particular? |
1478 | Hello Miles-- shoot many Indians today? |
1478 | I''d love to shoot an Indian, would n''t you, auntie? |
1478 | It would be a blessed relief when the thing was finally done beyond chance of recall; why could n''t that stupid waiter hurry? |
1478 | It''s-- it''s cool for June, is n''t it? |
1478 | JOHN: By whom? |
1478 | Jean( Reading)--Sell my piano? |
1478 | MILES( eagerly): She''s a-- a fine girl, is n''t she? |
1478 | MILES( nervously): Yes, but it-- it is cool for June, is n''t it? |
1478 | MILES: A military man? |
1478 | MILES: Do you really think so, Mrs. Brewster? |
1478 | MILES: Mistress Priscilla is n''t home, then? |
1478 | Need I name her? |
1478 | Of course it is not at all the kind of thing that will sell, is it-- and the metre must be patched up in places, do n''t you think? |
1478 | Old graduates? |
1478 | PRISCILLA: Miles, would you mind closing that window? |
1478 | PRISCILLA: Miles, would you mind passing me that pillow over there? |
1478 | Pat-- Say buddy any chance for a job here? |
1478 | Pat-- Why-- was you across? |
1478 | So I said, did n''t I? |
1478 | THE VOICE: Where in hell did you put the vermouth? |
1478 | That''s what you came here for, did n''t you?" |
1478 | The Lieutenant-- Is there anything we can do to ease the pain? |
1478 | The Lieutenant-- Well, men, do you feel ready? |
1478 | The Streetcleaner''s Son-- That makes a fellow feel pretty good inside, does n''t it? |
1478 | The angel-- Why the hell were n''t you satisfied to stay in heaven? |
1478 | There is a most amusing story about---- The bill, Monsieur? |
1478 | Thyrston?" |
1478 | What did the stranger have?" |
1478 | Will you be so kind as to lead the way with Miss Rhinelander?" |
1478 | You know the reason why I came over here tonight? |
26797 | Had this man robbed the starving poor Or lived a gunman''s life, Had he set fire to cottages, Or run off with thy wife? |
26797 | O tell me, tell me,--and make it brief-- Why hast thou done this thing? 26797 What Flavour?" |
26797 | What sultry weather this is? 26797 Why do n''t you ask me,"Kaspar said To the child upon the floor,"Why do n''t you ask me what I did When I was in the war? |
26797 | Why,I inquired,"hath he expired? |
26797 | _ O Cynthia, hast thou lost thy mind? 26797 12 On a Wine of Horace''s 13What Flavour?" |
26797 | Abelard probably said to Heloïse,"but how can I when I can only think about kissing you?" |
26797 | Advising Chloë Horace: Book I, Ode 23_"Vitas hinnuleo me similis, Chloë----"_ Why shun me, my Chloë? |
26797 | Ah, canst thou bear the surging deep? |
26797 | Amelia Glover''s l. f. toe? |
26797 | And Artie Hall? |
26797 | And as I sat there, that P.M., I mused,"Was I not just as happy When I could not distinguish them?" |
26797 | And does it not seem strange to you That transportation is askew In this-- I pray, restrain your mirth!-- In this, the Greatest Town on Earth? |
26797 | And is thy friend-- whoe''er he be-- The kind to take the place of_ me_? |
26797 | And sailors, as they hasten past, Will always have to hear my query:"Where have you seen my Cynthia last? |
26797 | And some lugubrious morning when Your morale is batting about.110,"Where are you from?" |
26797 | And the judge said,"Marry me, Maudie dearie?" |
26797 | And the wealthy have no soul; Why should you be picking cotton? |
26797 | And where the Irish servant maid That Jimmie Russell used to show? |
26797 | And who hath killed this fair mer_chant_? |
26797 | And why hast caused this man to lie In death all stark and cold? |
26797 | And why hath fled his soul?" |
26797 | And, besides,"declared the youth,"How do I know you speak the truth?" |
26797 | Are you scared of the job you find? |
26797 | Ballade of Ancient Acts AFTER HENLEY Where are the wheezes they essayed And where the smiles they made to flow? |
26797 | Ben Harney''s where? |
26797 | Bert Williams with"Oh,_ I_ Do n''t Know?" |
26797 | Bon Voyage-- and Vice Versa Propertius: Elegy VIII, Part 1_"Tune igitur demens, nec te mea cura moratur? |
26797 | But think you that I have no pride, To follow such a trail? |
26797 | Came the Eleventh Amendment, too, Providing that-- but why tell_ you_? |
26797 | Can I endure that she recline Upon another''s arm? |
26797 | Canst thou endure the hard ship''s- mattress? |
26797 | Charles Sweet, who tore the paper snow? |
26797 | Do you grapple the task that comes your way With a confident, easy mind? |
26797 | Do you stand right up to the work ahead Or fearfully pause to view it? |
26797 | Do you start to toil with a sense of dread? |
26797 | Dost love the chill Illyrian wind With something passing predilection? |
26797 | For scant will be thy hours of sleep From Staten Island to Cape Hatt''ras; And wo n''t thy fairy feet be froze With treading on the foreign snows? |
26797 | HORACE: Suppose I can this foreign wren And start things up with you again? |
26797 | Has anybody seen my dearie?" |
26797 | Have I no claim on thine affection? |
26797 | Have a drink?" |
26797 | He smiled a smile that is known as broad, And he said to Miss Muller,"Hello, how''s Maud?" |
26797 | How Do You Tackle Your Work? |
26797 | How I was left for dead?" |
26797 | How can Beauty be so fair? |
26797 | How can such mortal beauty live? |
26797 | How do you tackle your work each day? |
26797 | How do you tackle your work each day? |
26797 | I do n''t... And do I now enjoy My walks along the primrose way so? |
26797 | If you sopped up Falernian wine How did you ever write a line? |
26797 | Is civil life the life? |
26797 | Is fear ever running through it? |
26797 | Let''s see, now.... What_ is_ one of them? |
26797 | Liked him? |
26797 | Nash Walker, Darktown''s grandest beau? |
26797 | Oh, come to the cosiest of seven- room bowers, Curly Locks, Curly Locks, wilt thou be ours? |
26797 | Oh, why hast thou killed this fair mer_chant_ Whose corse I now behold? |
26797 | Or Oscar Wilde, or Punch, or the Missionary Herald, or The New York Sun, or the Christian Science Monitor?" |
26797 | Or feel that you''re going to do it? |
26797 | Roof that goes over our head, Thirst so expensive for slaking, Paper, apparel, and lead-- Why are their prices at breaking? |
26797 | Shall they No longer call that lady"mine"Who"mine"was yesterday? |
26797 | So I thought, Why waste five hours trying to versify the incident? |
26797 | Spake as follows the merchant king:"Is n''t this war a disgraceful thing? |
26797 | Suppose I promise to be good? |
26797 | THE ODIST REPLIES I bow to thee, my Muse, most eloquent of pleaders; But why embarrass me in front of all these readers? |
26797 | The Dictaphone Bard[ And here is a suggestion: Did you ever try dictating your stories or articles to the dictaphone for the first draft? |
26797 | The Rays and their domestic brawl? |
26797 | The Shepherd''s Resolution_ If she be not so to me, What care I how fair she be?_--WITHER. |
26797 | The afterpiece? |
26797 | The braggart Lew, the simple Joe? |
26797 | The olio? |
26797 | The slide trombone that Wood would blow? |
26797 | Then entered little Peterkin, To whom his gaffer said:"You''d like to hear about the war? |
26797 | To a Prospective Cook Curly Locks, Curly Locks, wilt thou be ours? |
26797 | Was the servant an English servant with an English imagination or an Irish servant with an Irish imagination? |
26797 | What is the thought that is in your mind? |
26797 | What marvel, then, since Bacchus and Apollo grasp me by the hand, That all the maidens you have heard Should hang upon my slightest word? |
26797 | What to yourself do you stop and say When a new task lies ahead? |
26797 | What would the fact have been like if Mr. Browning had been listening at the keyhole? |
26797 | What, you ask me, is the date Of the day we celebrate? |
26797 | Where are the japeries, fresh or frayed, That Fields and Lewis used to throw? |
26797 | Where is the horn that Shepherd played? |
26797 | Where''s Caron''s seltzer siphon laid, A squirt from which laid Herbert low? |
26797 | Where''s Charlie Case''s comic woe And Georgie Cohan''s nasal drawl? |
26797 | Where''s Lizzie Raymond, peppy jade? |
26797 | Why do n''t you shed it? |
26797 | Why should I be mining coal? |
26797 | With confidence clear, or dread? |
26797 | when a man refers To thee, what direful, awful thing occurs? |
14667 | Adrian,she faltered,"might n''t we for once-- it is Christmas Day-- mightn''t we, just to- day, sprinkle some bread- crumbs?" |
14667 | Amber is n''t unwell, is he? |
14667 | And they''ll bring their ivory with them? |
14667 | Another pair? |
14667 | Because it takes more out of us? |
14667 | Brought those scruts with you? |
14667 | By the by,said Jos,"you remember Albert Grapp? |
14667 | Did you ever, my dear, know me to see anything else? 14667 Do? |
14667 | Drawn a blank to- night? |
14667 | Has not the sun risen? 14667 Have I broken the law, Judlip? |
14667 | How so? |
14667 | How soon''ll they be here? |
14667 | Hymns? |
14667 | I hope she''s tol- lol- ish? |
14667 | I may share with you? |
14667 | Is it though? 14667 Is that them?" |
14667 | Kisses for such coward lips? |
14667 | My fingers? |
14667 | No objection, I hope? 14667 Reach me that ammonia bottle, d''you hear?" |
14667 | Sacrificed to public opinion? 14667 So you''re here, are you?" |
14667 | So you''re here, are you? |
14667 | Sweet madam,says Geoffrey( who was also called"The Ready"),"shall I help harness you at his side? |
14667 | That''s in the Noo Testament, ai n''t it? 14667 The mote in the middle distance?" |
14667 | This groundsel does n''t look very fresh, does it? |
14667 | To be choked with the sands? |
14667 | What is the matter, Adrian? |
14667 | What should you do, O Great One, if ever it were your duty to apprehend him? |
14667 | What''s that for? |
14667 | What''s that they''re singing? |
14667 | What''s wrong, Judlip? |
14667 | Will he deign me? |
14667 | Will you read me the score? |
14667 | Wot am I? |
14667 | Wot are yer doin''hup there? |
14667 | Wot wos yer doin''hup there? |
14667 | You have Prayer Book? |
14667 | _ How long_,queried her stilus,"_ has our sex had humour? |
14667 | __ It may be that those mites have no free will,__ But how should I know? 14667 And Bianca? 14667 And Doll Tearsheet, andGreasy Jane"in the song, and all the rest of them? |
14667 | And what would she do then, poor thing? |
14667 | And you?" |
14667 | But had even he ever really_ believed_ in the idea of a Provisional Government of England by the Female Foundlings? |
14667 | But if I find it, as I protest I do, rather agreeable than otherwise, why should I spoil my pleasure by stringing vain words about it? |
14667 | But just where the deuce_ had_ he left it? |
14667 | But may not a majority refrain from pressing its rights to the utmost? |
14667 | But might she not despise as affectation in him what came natural to herself? |
14667 | But they''ll do business first?" |
14667 | But we can not visit those doubts on our old friend yonder, can we, dear? |
14667 | But why should he loathe Christmas Day itself with precisely the same loathing? |
14667 | But would they stand the strain he was going to impose on them? |
14667 | Can one not well see her? |
14667 | Could anyone but Palestrina have placed them so nicely? |
14667 | Could it re- exert its old sway over him now? |
14667 | Even had the answering question"Does n''t one just?" |
14667 | Foundlings were sometimes naughty.... What was the matter with the whole human race? |
14667 | Grapp?" |
14667 | Had these two had wind of the ambuscado and crept out by another door? |
14667 | Had_ she_, he presently asked himself,"rung off"? |
14667 | Heaven knows they have a right to be ironic, and who shall blame them for exercising it? |
14667 | How could they accompany him to the lethal chamber, if it were an ordinary working- day, with every moment of the time mapped out for them? |
14667 | How full she is of temperament, is she not? |
14667 | How know__ Whether it leaves us free or holds us bond?_ SPIRIT OF THE PITIES. |
14667 | How recapture the generous certitudes that had one by one been slipping away from him? |
14667 | How to snare the birds? |
14667 | I said,"How are you?" |
14667 | If she did n''t want the doll, why the deuce had she made such a point of getting it? |
14667 | In the sure and seemly progression of the months, was there not for him a desirable exemplar, a needed corrective? |
14667 | Is Arabella his mistress? |
14667 | It is a feast- day of your people?" |
14667 | Meanwhile"--I threw back my head and smacked my lips--"the usual, Judlip?" |
14667 | Modest? |
14667 | Now the young man''s name was Dimby--"Trot"Dimby-- and his mother had been a Clupton, so that-- but had I not already dismissed him? |
14667 | Of all the---- But I suppose it seems all right to you, you funny blackamoor, to be here on Christmas Day?" |
14667 | Of what avail to await her anywhere else than in Mexico? |
14667 | On the other hand, if he showed himself as a prop of the old school, might she not set her face the more stringently against him? |
14667 | Perhaps you have never heard say of him? |
14667 | Presently Jacynth said:"Adrian, are you sure that we, you and I, for all our theories, and all our efforts, are n''t futile?" |
14667 | She rang the bell, and when the servant came in answer to it said,"Oh Jenny, will you please bring up another piece of groundsel for Master Amber? |
14667 | That field, how well ploughed it is, and are they not like petticoats, those clouds low- hanging? |
14667 | The doorstep of Charles Dickens.... Did he write many books? |
14667 | The pack of goblins glance up the drive with nudging elbows and whisperings of"Where is daughter Euphemia? |
14667 | There are moments when one does not think of girls, are there not, dear reader? |
14667 | There was no trouble involved? |
14667 | They will not say,''Is this what I want to do?'' |
14667 | This a Christmas pudding? |
14667 | This effect was more expected than the tears which started to Eva''s eyes, and the intensity with which"Do n''t you,"she exclaimed,"see?" |
14667 | Was he master of himself? |
14667 | What is that, my dear Dolmetsch, that you carry under your left arm?" |
14667 | What is the key to the enigma? |
14667 | When and were was born Queen Constance, the scold? |
14667 | Where Sir Rebus, her affianced?" |
14667 | Why deem incognizant__ An infinitely higher than ourselves?__ How dare define its way with us? |
14667 | Why deem incognizant__ An infinitely higher than ourselves?__ How dare define its way with us? |
14667 | Why did n''t our William use them? |
14667 | Why draw these crude distinctions? |
14667 | Why, yer blessed innocent, yer do n''t think I''d shirk a fair clean cop? |
14667 | Why?" |
14667 | Wot''ll''e do then, pore devil? |
14667 | Wot''s the sarjint? |
14667 | Wot''s''e? |
14667 | Wot,''e_ would_, would''e? |
14667 | Would he flinch? |
14667 | Yer remember Smithers of our Div?" |
14667 | _ 3 oh 4 oh oh 3 5, Space.... Hulloa.__ Is that the Superstellar Library?__ I''m the Recording Angel. |
14667 | _ Can you authenticate this Rumour?_ RECORDING ANGEL. |
14667 | _ His name?_ RECORDING ANGEL. |
14667 | _ That? |
14667 | _ What are these"other times"though? |
14667 | _ When is that?_ RECORDING ANGEL( consults terrene calendar). |
14667 | _ Yonder, that swarm of things insectual__ Wheeling Nowhither in Particular--__ What is it?_ SPIRIT OF THE YEARS. |
14667 | and will not I presently string his ham to save your panting?" |
14667 | but''Shall I, by doing this, be( a) harming or( b) benefiting-- no matter in how infinitesimal a degree-- the Future of the Race?'' |
20477 | ''Twas I that sang the might of Rome, the glories of Navarre; And who could swell the fame so well of Britain''s Isles afar? 20477 And didst thou deem the barren isle, or ocean waves, could bind The master of the universe-- the monarch of mankind? |
20477 | And gin I lighted on your land, As light fu''weel I may, O am I free to feast wi''you, And free to come and gae? |
20477 | And has he dared to take a pass From Jem of Netherbee, Forgetting that the Sherwood shaws Pertain of right to me? 20477 And has he dared, this greasy frere, To trespass in my bound, Nor asked for leave from Little John To range with hawk and hound? |
20477 | And wha''s to mak the words, fause loon, When minstrels we have barely twa; And Lamartine is in Paris toun, And Victor Hugo far awa? |
20477 | And what can a lone woman do? 20477 Art surly, brother mine? |
20477 | But if he should Turn out a thankless ne''er- do- good-- In drink and riot waste my all, And rout me out of house and hall? |
20477 | But then the risk? 20477 Canst thou love me, gentle stranger?" |
20477 | Coot tay to you, sir; Are you not ta Fhairshon? 20477 Is that your Queen, my Lord,"she said,"That auld and buirdly dame? |
20477 | Listen now, sagacious Tyler, Whom the loafers all obey; What reward will Congress give me, If I take this pest away? |
20477 | Mary, wife, where art thou, dearest? |
20477 | O kens my liege the gude Walter, At hame they ca''him BON GAULTIER? 20477 O weel weel may the waters rise, In welcome o''their Queen; What gars ye look sae white, Albert? |
20477 | Oh, maiden, Moorish maiden, why sit''st thou by the spring? 20477 Oh, my Helen, thou bright wonder, Who was ever like to thee? |
20477 | Tell me, whence thy beauty, fairest? 20477 Then tell me why those tear- drops? |
20477 | Thou''lt seize me, wilt thou, ere the dawn? 20477 Too true,"she cried,"there''s not a doubt: What could my ears have been about?" |
20477 | Vat is dish? |
20477 | Was there ever such a monster, Ever such a wretched wife? 20477 What boots it to search a beggarman''s bags, When no silver groat he has? |
20477 | What dost thou here, thou strong Friar, In Sherwood''s merry round, Without the leave of Little John, To range with hawk and hound? |
20477 | What news, what news, thou pilgrim grey, what news from southern land? 20477 What want we here, my gracious liege,"cried gay Lord Aberdeen,"Save gladsome song and minstrelsy to flow our cups between? |
20477 | Wherefore starts my bosom''s lord? 20477 Who art thou, awful stranger? |
20477 | Who sold the nutmegs made of wood-- the clocks that would n''t figure? 20477 Why art thou weeping, sister? |
20477 | Why comes he not? 20477 Will ye come back, sweet bird?" |
20477 | ''It ai n''t no use at all, my lord;''cos vy? |
20477 | ''Now, Minstrels, are you ready?'' |
20477 | ''Tell me, if on Parnassus''heights there grow a thousand sheaves: Or has Apollo''s laurel bush yet borne ten hundred leaves? |
20477 | ''Who threw that calthrop? |
20477 | ''tarnal death, you''re spry, you are?" |
20477 | And could that be the Emperor that moved before my eyes? |
20477 | And she said unto her lord, as he leaned upon his sword,"One short and little word may I speak? |
20477 | And tell me, is the monthly nurse once more at Windsor seen?" |
20477 | And when he came to the King''s chamber, He loutit on his knee,"O what may be your gracious will Wi''an auld frail man like me?" |
20477 | And who hath won? |
20477 | And why? |
20477 | Another pinch, another stride-- he passes through the door--"Was it a phantom or a man was standing on the floor? |
20477 | Are these the spurs of Austerlitz-- the boots of Lodi''s bridge? |
20477 | Art thou the Wandering Jew?" |
20477 | Ben Hawes, come tell to me, What manner of man is this burly frere Who walks the wood so free?" |
20477 | But rebels rose against me, And dared my power disown-- You''ve heard, love, of the judges? |
20477 | But, Lordlings, say-- Is Sherwood now What Sherwood once hath been? |
20477 | Came no soft compunction o''er thee at the thought of pumpkin pies? |
20477 | Could not all our care and coddling teach thee how to draw it mild? |
20477 | Could not all our chicken fixings into silence fix thy scorn? |
20477 | Dare you cock your peaver? |
20477 | Did not all our cakes rebuke thee,--Johnny, waffle, dander, corn? |
20477 | Did the hams of old Virginny find no favour in thine eyes? |
20477 | Did we spare our brandy- cocktails, stint thee of our whisky- grogs? |
20477 | Died the Jew? |
20477 | Died the Jew? |
20477 | Died the Jew? |
20477 | Do n''t he foot it like a''coon?" |
20477 | Do you want an annual contract? |
20477 | Does she know that you are out?" |
20477 | Dost thou love as I love thee?" |
20477 | Dost thou love as well as I?" |
20477 | Dost thou think my flesh is double Glo''ster? |
20477 | Forth comes the weeping bride; The courteous sheriff lifts his hat, And saunters to her side,--"I beg your pardon, Mrs C., But is your husband ready?" |
20477 | From the shadow which the coppice Flings across the rippling stream, Did I hear a sound of music-- Was it thought or was it dream? |
20477 | Gentle pair, ere Hymen binds you In his fetters, soft but sure, Pray, bethink you, have you ever Had substantial furniture? |
20477 | Had she tin, or whence she came? |
20477 | Han''t you got a drop of brandy In the bottom of your flask?" |
20477 | Hark, from Windsor''s royal palace, what sweet voice enchants the ear? |
20477 | Have you heard of Philip Slingsby, Slingsby of the manly chest; How he slew the Snapping Turtle In the regions of the West? |
20477 | Having known me, could you ever Stoop to marry half a heart, and little more than half a liver? |
20477 | His name-- his race?'' |
20477 | How does the little Prince of Wales-- how looks our lady Queen? |
20477 | How fare the bold Conservatives, how is it with Ferrand? |
20477 | I ask not now for Goulburn''s voice or Knatchbull''s warbling lay,{ 168} But where''s the Poet Laureate to grace our board to- day?" |
20477 | I''m sick of the prosers, that house up At drowsy St Stephen''s,--ain''t you? |
20477 | If you''ll only clear my credit, And advance a_ thou_{ 99} or so, She''s a peeress-- I have said it: Do n''t you twig, Abednego?" |
20477 | Is it that thy base grotesquos may behold a hero die?" |
20477 | Is it well to wish thee happy? |
20477 | Is that the famous hat that waved along Marengo''s ridge? |
20477 | Leads he the conscript swarm again from France''s hornet hive? |
20477 | Look up, dear Jane, and tell me What is it thou dost ail? |
20477 | Loud laughed the Knight of Netherby, and scornfully he cried,"Or art thou mad with wine, Lord Earl, or art thyself beside? |
20477 | My boy, what has come o''er ye? |
20477 | Oh, who made it, Albert dear? |
20477 | Or if so many leaves were there, how long would they sustain The ravage and the glutton bite of such a locust train? |
20477 | Saw ye ever such a maid, With the feathers swaling o''er her, And her spangled rich brocade? |
20477 | Say, dost thou seek a lover, or any other thing? |
20477 | Say, wherefore doth he tarry?" |
20477 | Shall they compete with him who wrote''Maltravers,''Prologue to''Alice or the Mysteries''? |
20477 | Straight I rose, and ran to meet her, Seized her hand-- the heavenly blue Of her eyes smiled brighter, sweeter, As she asked me--"Who are you?" |
20477 | Take him to thy dainty chamber-- soothe him with thy lightest fancies; He will understand thee, wo n''t he?--pay thee with a lover''s glances? |
20477 | Tell me, what is amiss with thee? |
20477 | The breast of thy lover shall shield thee, and cover My own jemscheed from harm; Think''st thou I fear the dark vizier, Or the mufti''s vengeful arm? |
20477 | Then up and spak the King o''France, Was birling at the wine;"O wha may be the gay ladye, That owns that ship sae fine? |
20477 | Thou in chains of love hast bound me-- Wherefore dost thou flit around me, Laughter- loving Caroline? |
20477 | Thy lover is with thee, and danger afar: Say, is it the glance of the haughty vizier, Or the bark of the distant effendi, you fear? |
20477 | To that question came another-- What its aim I still must doubt-- And she asked me,"How''s your mother? |
20477 | V."Fat is tat you say? |
20477 | Very glad, indeed, to see you,-- Wo n''t you stop with us, and dine?" |
20477 | Was it Lieschen-- was it Gretchen? |
20477 | Was you coming here To fisit any person? |
20477 | Was''t the claret? |
20477 | What do you think?" |
20477 | What is this? |
20477 | What makes yer ee sae green?" |
20477 | What means this woeful mood Say, has the tax- collector Been calling, and been rude? |
20477 | What seeks the fell usurper here, in Britain, and alive? |
20477 | Whence the rosy hue thou wearest; Breathing round thee rich perfume?" |
20477 | Whence thy cheek''s enchanting bloom? |
20477 | Where art thou, my beauty; where art thou, my bride? |
20477 | Where was I? |
20477 | Wherefore, then, if thou dost love me, So to words of anger move me, Corking of this face of mine, Tricksy cousin Caroline? |
20477 | Who grinned the bark off gum- trees dark-- the everlasting nigger? |
20477 | Who knows where the bays might have fallen, had he forwarded that mystic manuscript to the Home Office? |
20477 | Who would not be The Laureate bold, With his butt of sherry To keep him merry, And nothing to do but to pocket his gold? |
20477 | Why do we, like the moth around the taper, Sport with the fire that must consume our frame? |
20477 | Why does that horrid grumbler, Old Inkpen, work you so?" |
20477 | Why dost thou look upon me, with eyes so dark and wide, And wherefore doth the pitcher lie broken by thy side?" |
20477 | Why is thy cheek so pale? |
20477 | Why this anguish in thine eye? |
20477 | Why those blushes on thy cheek? |
20477 | Wo n''t you liquor ere you go?" |
20477 | Would you know the fatal spot, Fatal to that child of sin? |
20477 | Wouldst thou know the works of DOUDNEY? |
20477 | Ye who read this doleful ditty, Ask ye where is Uwins now? |
20477 | Yet, wouldst thou know my resting- place? |
20477 | [ Why has Satan''s own Laureate never given to the world his marvellous threnody on the"Death of Space"? |
20477 | a heavy foot was heard to creak upon the stair, The door revolved upon its hinge-- Great Heaven!--What enters there? |
20477 | are there any in the land, That against my janissaries dare one hour in combat stand?" |
20477 | art thou dry? |
20477 | been here to- day? |
20477 | has your father, Think you, made a deal of brass?" |
20477 | hast thou dared to seek me first? |
20477 | he cried,"Will ye come kindly here, When the lift is blue, and the lavrocks sing, In the spring- time o''the year?" |
20477 | how long must I endure it, How protract this hateful life? |
20477 | is thy pain? |
20477 | quoth Little John-- His Latin was somewhat rude--"Now, holy father, hast thou seen A frere within the wood? |
20477 | quoth Little John;"But surely you will not object, If I and all my merry men Should treat you with reserved respect? |
20477 | the Bailiff muttered, Rushing in with fury wild;"Ish your muffins so vell buttered, Dat you darsh insult ma shild?" |
20477 | what the blazes?" |
20477 | wilt thou be ruled by me? |
20477 | wouldst thou play me false again? |
20477 | { 12}"Wherefore, monarch, hast thou brought me from the dungeon dark and drear, Where these limbs of mine have wasted in confinement for a year? |
44798 | ''Twas I{ 148}that sang the might of Rome, the glories of Navarre; And who could swell the fame so well of Britain''s Isles afar? 44798 And didst thou deem the barren isle, or ocean waves, could bind The master of the universe-- the monarch of mankind? |
44798 | And gin I lighted on your land, As light fu''weel I may, O am I free to feast wi''you, And free to come and gae? |
44798 | And has he dared to take a pass From Jem of Netherbee, Forgetting that the Sherwood shaws Pertain of right to me? 44798 And has he dared, this greasy frere, To trespass in my bound, Nor asked for leave from Little John To range with hawk and hound? |
44798 | And wha may be that bonny lad, That looks sae pale and wan? 44798 And wha''s to mak the words, fause loon, When minstrels we have barely twa; And Lamartine is in Paris toun, And Victor Hugo far awa?" |
44798 | And what can a lone woman do? 44798 Art surly, brother mine? |
44798 | But if he should Turn out a thankless ne''er- do- good-- In drink and riot waste my all, And rout me out of house and hall? |
44798 | But then the risk? 44798 Canst thou love me, gentle stranger?" |
44798 | Coot tay to you, sir; Are you not ta Fhairshon? 44798 Is that your Queen, my Lord,"she said,"That auld and buirdly dame? |
44798 | Listen now, sagacious Tyler, Whom the loafers all obey; What reward will Congress give me, If I take this pest away? |
44798 | Mary, wife, where art thou, dearest? |
44798 | O kens my liege the gude Walter, At hame they ca''him Bon Gaultier? 44798 O weel weel may the waters rise, In welcome o''their Queen; What gars ye look sae white, Albert? |
44798 | Oh, maiden, Moorish maiden, why sitt''st thou by the spring? 44798 Oh, my Helen, thou bright wonder, Who was ever like to thee? |
44798 | Tell me, whence thy beauty, fairest? 44798 Then tell me why those tear- drops? |
44798 | Thou''lt seize me, wilt thou, ere the dawn? 44798 Too true,"she cried,"there''s not a doubt What could my ears have been about?" |
44798 | Vat is dish? |
44798 | Vy, does you think a gal can vait As sets''er''art on being married? 44798 Was there ever such a monster, Ever such a wretched wife? |
44798 | What boots it to search a beggarman''s bags, When no silver groat he has? 44798 What dost thou here, thou strong Friar, In Sherwood''s merry round, Without the leave of Little John, To range with hawk and hound?" |
44798 | What news, what news, thou pilgrim grey, what news from southern land? 44798 What{ 147}want we here, my gracious liege,"cried gay Lord Aberdeen,"Save gladsome song and minstrelsy to flow our cups between? |
44798 | Wherefore, monarch, hast thou brought me from the dungeon dark and drear, Where these limbs of mine have wasted in confinement for a year? 44798 Who art thou, awful stranger? |
44798 | Who{ 047}sold the nutmegs made of wood-- the clocks that would n''t figure? 44798 Why comes he not? |
44798 | Will ye come back, sweet bird,he cried,"Will ye come kindly here, When the lift is blue, and the lavrocks sing, In the spring- time o''the year?" |
44798 | _ Ora pro nobis!_quoth{ 172}Little John-- His Latin was somewhat rude--"Now, holy father, hast thou seen A frere within the wood? |
44798 | ''It ai n''t no use at all, my lord;''cos vy? |
44798 | ''Now, Minstrels, are you ready?'' |
44798 | ''Tell me, if on Parnassus''heights there grow a thousand sheaves: Or has Apollo''s laurel bush yet borne ten hundred leaves? |
44798 | ''Where art thou, my beauty; where art thou, my bride? |
44798 | ''Who threw that calthrop? |
44798 | ''tarnal death, you''re spry, you are?" |
44798 | A short man came-- he told his name-- Mivins was short-- he cut him shorter, For in a fury he exclaimed,"Are you the man as vants my darter? |
44798 | And could that be the Emperor that moved before my eyes? |
44798 | And tell me, is the monthly nurse once more at Windsor seen?" |
44798 | And when he came to the King''s chamber, He loutit on his knee,"O what may be your gracious will Wi''an auld frail man like me?" |
44798 | And who hath won? |
44798 | And{ 185}she said unto her lord, as he leaned upon his sword,"One short and little word may I speak? |
44798 | Another pinch, another stride-- he passes through the door--"Was it a phantom or a man was standing on the floor? |
44798 | Are these the spurs of Austerlitz-- the boots of Lodi''s bridge? |
44798 | Art thou the Wandering Jew?" |
44798 | Ben Hawes, come tell to me, What manner of man is this burly frere Who walks the woods so free?" |
44798 | But, Lordlings, say-- Is Sherwood now What Sherwood once hath been? |
44798 | But{ 083}rebels rose against me, And dared my power disown-- You''ve heard, love, of the judges? |
44798 | COMFORT IN AFFLICTION"Wherefore{ 247}starts my bosom''s lord? |
44798 | Ca n''t I turn the honest penny, scribbling for the weekly press, And in writing Sunday libels drown my private wretched- ness? |
44798 | Came no soft compunction o''er thee at the thought of pumpkin pies? |
44798 | Could not all our care and coddling teach, thee how to draw it mild? |
44798 | Could not all our chicken fixings into silence fix thy scorn? |
44798 | Dare you cock your peaver? |
44798 | Did not all our cakes rebuke thee, Johnny, waffle, dander, corn? |
44798 | Did the hams of old Virginny find no favour in thine eyes? |
44798 | Did we spare our brandy- cocktails, stint thee of our whisky- grogs? |
44798 | Died the Jew? |
44798 | Died the Jew? |
44798 | Died{ 222}the Jew? |
44798 | Do n''t He foot it like a''coon?" |
44798 | Do you want an annual contract? |
44798 | Does she know that you are out?" |
44798 | Dost thou love as I love thee?" |
44798 | Dost thou love as well as I?" |
44798 | Dost thou think my flesh is double Glo''ster? |
44798 | Doth thy trembling bosom tell thee, He hath come thy love to seek? |
44798 | Forth comes the weeping bride; The courteous sheriff lifts his hat, And saunters to her side,--"I beg your pardon, Mrs C., But is your husband ready?" |
44798 | From the shadow which the coppice Flings across the rippling stream, Did I hear a sound of music-- Was it thought or was it dream? |
44798 | Had she tin, or whence she came? |
44798 | Han''t you got a drop of brandy In the bottom of your flask?" |
44798 | Hark,{ 232}from Windsor''s royal palace, what sweet voice enchants the ear? |
44798 | Having known me, could you ever Stoop to marry half a heart, and little more than half a liver? |
44798 | His name-- his race?'' |
44798 | How does the little Prince of Wales-- how looks our lady Queen? |
44798 | How fare the bold Conservatives, how is it with Ferrand? |
44798 | I ask not now for Goulburn''s voice or Knatchbull''s warbling lay, But where''s the Poet Laureate to grace our board to- day?" |
44798 | I''m sick of the prosers, that house up At drowsy St Stephen''s,--ain''t you? |
44798 | If you''ll only clear my credit, And advance a_ thou_* or so, She''s a peeress-- I have said it: Do n''t you twig, Abednego?" |
44798 | Is it that thy base grotesquos may behold a hero die?" |
44798 | Is it well to wish thee happy? |
44798 | Is that the famous hat that waved along Marengo''s ridge? |
44798 | Leads he the conscript swarm again from France''s hornet hive? |
44798 | Look up, dear Jane, and tell me What is it thou dost ail? |
44798 | Loud laughed the Knight of Netherby, and scornfully he cried,"Or art thou mad with wine, Lord Earl, or art thyself beside? |
44798 | My boy, what has come o''er ye? |
44798 | Oh, who made it, Albert dear? |
44798 | Or if so many leaves were there, how long would they sustain The ravage and the glutton bite of such a locust train? |
44798 | Saw ye ever such a maid, With the feathers swaling o''er her, And her spangled rich brocade? |
44798 | Say, dost thou seek a lover, or any other thing? |
44798 | Say, has the tax- collector Been calling, and been rude? |
44798 | Shall they compete with him who wrote''Maltravers,''Prologue to''Alice or the Mysteries''? |
44798 | Straight{ 080}I rose, and ran to meet her, Seized her hand-- the heavenly blue Of her eyes smiled brighter, sweeter, As she asked me--"Who are you?" |
44798 | THE DEATH OF SPACE[ Why{ 163}has Satan''s own Laureate never given to the world his marvellous threnody on the"Death of Space"? |
44798 | THE MISHAP"Why{ 244}art thou weeping, sister? |
44798 | Take him to thy dainty chamber-- sooth him with thy lightest fancies; He will understand thee, wo n''t he?--pay thee with a lover''s glances? |
44798 | Tell me, what is amiss with thee? |
44798 | The breast of thy lover shall shield thee, and cover My own jemscheed from harm; Think''st thou I fear the dark vizier, Or the mufti''s vengeful arm? |
44798 | Then up and spak the King o''France, Was birling at the wine;"O wha may be the gay ladye, That owns that ship sae fine? |
44798 | Thy lover is with thee, and danger afar: Say, is it the glance of the haughty vizier, Or the bark of the distant effendi, you fear? |
44798 | To that question came another-- What its aim I still must doubt-- And she asked me,"How''s your mother? |
44798 | V."Fat is tat you say? |
44798 | Very glad, indeed, to see you,- Wo n''t you stop with us, and dine?" |
44798 | Was it Lieschen-- was it Gretchen? |
44798 | Was you coming here To fisit any person? |
44798 | Was''t the claret? |
44798 | What do you think?" |
44798 | What is this? |
44798 | What makes your ee sae green?" |
44798 | What means this woeful mood? |
44798 | What seeks the fell usurper here, in Britain, and alive? |
44798 | When will Americans cease to justify the ridicule of Europe, by bearing rebuke, or even misrepresentation, calmly as a great nation should?] |
44798 | Whence the rosy hue thou wearest, Breathing round thee rich perfume?" |
44798 | Whence thy cheek''s enchanting bloom? |
44798 | Where was I? |
44798 | Wherefore, then, if thou dost love me, So to words of anger move me, Corking of this face of mine, Tricksy cousin Caroline? |
44798 | Who grinned the bark off gum- trees dark-- the everlasting nigger? |
44798 | Who knows where the bays might have fallen, had he forwarded that mystic manuscript to the Home Office? |
44798 | Who{ 152}would not be The Laureate bold, With his butt of sherry To keep him merry, And nothing to do but to pocket his gold? |
44798 | Why does that horrid grumbler, Old Inkpen, work you so?" |
44798 | Why dost thou look upon me, with eyes so dark and wide, And wherefore doth the pitcher lie broken by thy side?" |
44798 | Why is thy cheek so pale? |
44798 | Why this anguish in thine eye? |
44798 | Why those blushes on thy cheek? |
44798 | Wo n''t you liquor ere you go?" |
44798 | Would you know the fatal spot, Fatal to that child of sin? |
44798 | Wouldst{ 231}thou know the works of DOUDNEY? |
44798 | Ye who read this doleful ditty, Ask ye where is Uwins now? |
44798 | Yet, wouldst thou know my resting- place? |
44798 | Yot kim''d on you, last night, young sqvire?" |
44798 | a heavy foot was heard to creak upon the stair, The door revolved upon its hinge-- Great Heaven!--What enters there? |
44798 | are there any in the land, That against my janissaries dare one hour in combat stand?" |
44798 | art thou dry? |
44798 | been here to- day? |
44798 | has your father, Think you, made a deal of brass?" |
44798 | hast thou dared to seek me first? |
44798 | how{ 114}long must I endure it, How protract this hateful life? |
44798 | is thy pain? |
44798 | quoth Little John;"But surely you will not object, If I and all my merry men Should treat you with reserved respect? |
44798 | say, wherefore doth he tarry?" |
44798 | the Bailiff muttered, Rushing in with fury wild;"Ish your muffins so veil buttered, Dat you darsh insult ma shild?" |
44798 | what the blazes?" |
44798 | wouldst thou play me false again? |
2278 | ''Wot''s that?'' 2278 Ah,"he said, with a reflective smile,"you know that?" |
2278 | And I suppose,I said bitterly,"you have not even searched your drawer?" |
2278 | And do you know you look like him, too? 2278 And this means--?" |
2278 | And what news? |
2278 | And when did he LEAVE the castle? |
2278 | And where could you find better? |
2278 | And you both feel rather dazed and creepy? |
2278 | And you have touched him? |
2278 | And you? |
2278 | Are we too late? |
2278 | But how did you get the keys? |
2278 | But how dreadfully unmediaeval!--What will the public say? |
2278 | But if you should hear she was ruined like the other? 2278 But is red hair so very peculiar here?" |
2278 | But is this quite correct? |
2278 | But where shall we go? |
2278 | But who is this they are ducking in the pool? |
2278 | But why are they all running back the way they came? |
2278 | But why do they call the Duke of Kohlslau Black Michael? |
2278 | But why should I tell her that? |
2278 | But you, mademoiselle-- you-- I have met before? |
2278 | But you?--what is this ravishing costume? |
2278 | But, cher doctor, this previous- existence idea-- at what do you arrive? |
2278 | But,I burst out,"shall this base- born pretender remain at Kohlslau beside the beautiful Princess Flirtia? |
2278 | Can it be Black Michael? |
2278 | Can it be,he muttered thickly,"that I''ve got''em agin? |
2278 | Did he give any reason for being so lenient to the widow? |
2278 | Do you know how nice fried fish tastes in London,--you on''the Oilan''? |
2278 | Do you know who he is? |
2278 | Do you really think so? 2278 Do you think,"he said gloomily, still leaning on the rail,"that we can keep this kind of thing up-- perhaps I should say down-- much longer? |
2278 | For how long? |
2278 | Got a pass, boss? |
2278 | Has the King escaped to Kohlslau? |
2278 | Have a cigar? |
2278 | Have you been busy lately? |
2278 | How have you succeeded? |
2278 | I do n''t think it can be quite right-- do you? |
2278 | I see,said the doctor meditatively;"sort of makes you feel creepy? |
2278 | I''ve seen you before somewhere, have n''t I? |
2278 | I? |
2278 | Is it the Almighty? |
2278 | Is that a conundrum? |
2278 | Is that all? |
2278 | Is that poetry? |
2278 | Is there no one here,roared Spitz,"who can shave thish dynasty, and shay''Tooral--''? |
2278 | Know ye not that the great Rhuddyidd has said that the Stalkies become Major- Generals, V. C.''s, and C. B''s of the English? 2278 Not boar hunting again?" |
2278 | Now, my dear friend,he continued, putting the note- book in his pocket and rising,"would you excuse me for a few moments? |
2278 | Perhaps,I added,"you have already done this?" |
2278 | Put that down among my sayin''s, will ye? |
2278 | Rupert-- on his way to the frontier? |
2278 | Saw''em on the posters-- and mebbe the color was a little brighter thar,said Dan''l carelessly--"but who''s interruptin''now?" |
2278 | Shall I begin dinner with pudding and cheese or take the ordinary soup first? 2278 Then ye think ye''ll get along together?" |
2278 | Then you saw her-- Golly? |
2278 | Then you think Mrs. Awksby had nothing to do with it? |
2278 | They who knocked''em in the road of Old Kent-- know you not the legend? |
2278 | Voulez- vous danser, mademoiselle? |
2278 | What did the poor feller do? |
2278 | What did you hear? |
2278 | What new problem-- given up by Scotland Yard as inscrutable-- has occupied that gigantic intellect? |
2278 | What should they know of England who only England know? |
2278 | What would you do? |
2278 | What''s that ye was jest sayin''about folks bein''willin''to pay ye for tellin''that hoss trade yarn o''yours? |
2278 | What? |
2278 | Where is the King? |
2278 | Who is Rupert of Glasgow? |
2278 | Who''s running this dynasty-- you or I? 2278 Why do n''t you try to do something instead of sneering at others who do? |
2278 | Why do ye stand aside? |
2278 | Why do you say''ye''? |
2278 | Why? 2278 Why?" |
2278 | Would you like to have an evening out? |
2278 | Ye would not dream that he was absolutely choking with grateful emotion? |
2278 | You are not well? |
2278 | You have been out, then? |
2278 | You have heard of the Egyptian Hall and the Temple of Mystery? |
2278 | You remember that night of the Amateur Theatricals, got up by the White Hussars, when the lights suddenly went out all over the house? |
2278 | ''Are you goin''out o''the bizness?'' |
2278 | ''But why did n''t ye tell me so at once?'' |
2278 | ''Could n''t YOU and ME make a trade?'' |
2278 | ''I ai n''t speakin''o''that,''sez I;''it''s his looks that I''m talkin''of; whar might ye hev got him?'' |
2278 | ''Is it a chromo, or your own work?'' |
2278 | ''Suppose I had n''t the money?'' |
2278 | ''What do you call him?'' |
2278 | ''What might that price be, ef it''s a fair question?'' |
2278 | ''What yer mean?'' |
2278 | ''What''s a pinto hoss?'' |
2278 | ''What''s that you re doin''?'' |
2278 | Alone, comprenez? |
2278 | And YOU, my child, what are YOU going to do without a situation?" |
2278 | And subtle? |
2278 | And yet-- am I severe? |
2278 | And you are not going, surely-- so soon?" |
2278 | And you are--?" |
2278 | At last Spitz said with stern significance:"Your Majesty has not forgotten the test invariably submitted to the King at his coronation?" |
2278 | But I heard a strange voice say:"What coil is this? |
2278 | But what would my sister- in- law say? |
2278 | But whom have we here?" |
2278 | But ye do n''t think o''bringin''him HERE in this house? |
2278 | But, by Jove, you do n''t mean to say you have lost it?" |
2278 | Can you?" |
2278 | Could n''t we do it as cheaply at home? |
2278 | Do n''t you know that all animals talk that way in English?" |
2278 | Do ye no ken hoo?" |
2278 | Do you remember when I helped you on with your overcoat the other night? |
2278 | Do you suppose I followed any of your suggestions, the suggestions of the thief? |
2278 | Ez I do n''t see the hoss anywhere-- mebbe you''ve got the hundred and fifty dollars handy?'' |
2278 | From''I WISH it were mine''to''I WILL have it mine,''and the mere detail,''HOW CAN I make it mine?'' |
2278 | Have ye not heard the gospel of Rhuddyidd the mighty? |
2278 | He gazed at me for a moment and then said,"Did you hear what the chair was saying?" |
2278 | He only said vaguely,"Washertime?" |
2278 | I argued that if animals conversed, why should n''t inanimate things communicate with each other? |
2278 | I gasped,"you touched-- absolutely TOUCHED-- Mulledwiney?" |
2278 | I thought I had got at his secret, and said carelessly:"Then I suppose this was the reason why you broke off your engagement with Miss Millikens?" |
2278 | I used to say it"was the reflection of my red hair on a transparent complexion,"which was rather neat-- wasn''t it? |
2278 | IV"Well, Dan''l, how''s that new clerk o''yours gettin''on?" |
2278 | If you''re really in earnest about killing yourself, why not take a brief trial trip in one of our latest ironclads? |
2278 | Is there any little thing you want? |
2278 | It''s a very queer story; would you like to hear it?" |
2278 | Kind of all- overishness, eh? |
2278 | Later, her aunt wrote:-- Have you seen the Queen yet, and does she wear her crown at breakfast? |
2278 | Now, as to drink? |
2278 | Opening my eyes, I said boldly:"Now that you are satisfied who I resemble, gentlemen, perhaps you will tell me who you are?" |
2278 | Or could n''t you prevail on your Father Superior to set up his monastery there? |
2278 | Or shall I take simply milk and beer?" |
2278 | Or what would you say to a nice chaplaincy in the navy, with a becoming uniform, on one of those thingummies?" |
2278 | Promise me it shall go no further-- than the Press? |
2278 | See?" |
2278 | Shall I take the Friedrichshalle first or the Benedictine? |
2278 | Shall we frustrate the rascal, by having YOU personate the King?" |
2278 | She retorted:"Whose life is the more artificial, yours or mine? |
2278 | Suddenly a remembered voice, in mimicking accents, fell upon his ear with the quotation,"Do you know?" |
2278 | Tell me, Golly, tell me, darling, who is it?" |
2278 | That you are a mental and moral''What- is- it?''" |
2278 | That you eclipse the wildest dreams of insanity? |
2278 | The beloved of Gladstone?" |
2278 | The only great Novelist? |
2278 | The show ca n''t begin without us-- eh, Spitz?" |
2278 | Then, correcting himself, he said brusquely:"Any relation to that Englishwoman who was so sweet on the old Rupert centuries ago?" |
2278 | V"And you saw her?" |
2278 | What did you expect I was behind the curtain with the Viceroy for?" |
2278 | What do you say to measles?" |
2278 | What do you say, dearest? |
2278 | What good chance?" |
2278 | What have you lost?" |
2278 | What on earth have you been doing?" |
2278 | What say you, lad? |
2278 | What would you do?" |
2278 | What''s to be done? |
2278 | What''s your fr''en''askin''?'' |
2278 | Where are you? |
2278 | Who can tell? |
2278 | Who is this fellow?" |
2278 | Who was he? |
2278 | Who was she? |
2278 | Why do n''t you try the old''Oilan,''nearer home? |
2278 | Why do you start? |
2278 | Wot ef I get a hundred thousand folks to pay me for tellin''it? |
2278 | Wotcher doin''of?" |
2278 | Would he see the incomparable Princess, who was lovelier and even still more a mystery than the Chevalier? |
2278 | Would she-- in her Nonconformist conscience-- consider it strictly honorable? |
2278 | Would she-- terrible thought!--succumb to his perfections? |
2278 | Would you mind taking a walk around together?" |
2278 | You do n''t happen to know what the garboard strake is, do you?" |
2278 | You do not think it too incredible?" |
2278 | You have heard it before?" |
2278 | You have his address?" |
2278 | You remember it,--faded white and yellow, with one of the casters off and a little frayed at the back, but rather soft- spoken and amiable? |
2278 | You would say that even if you had embraced some Young Person in a sealskin coat, what had that to do with the robbery? |
2278 | broke in his sister;"what''s all that got to do with your yarn''bout the hoss trade?" |
2278 | do ye hear them?" |
2278 | he went on appealingly,"tell me, as a professing Christian and a Perfect Man-- is it quite right?" |
2278 | our countryman the Manxman? |
2278 | said Mrs. Bigsby breathlessly;"then he DID marry her?" |
2278 | said the doctor sharply,"and why not, sir?" |
2278 | that makes you start-- don''t it? |
2278 | with him, the imbecile McFeckless?" |
27375 | ''With whom?'' 27375 All love and honey, what?" |
27375 | And can I have that partnership now? |
27375 | And now? |
27375 | And what does it matter? |
27375 | And what does this mean? 27375 Anything doing?" |
27375 | Anything the matter? |
27375 | Back again already? |
27375 | Boats? |
27375 | Boats? |
27375 | Buns? |
27375 | But can not we apply the principle of relativity here? |
27375 | But what are you going to do about it? 27375 But,"she said amazed,"you do n''t mean to say----Surely you wear slippers?" |
27375 | Can we? |
27375 | Can you tell me,he said in sepulchral tones,"where I shall find the body of my poor wife?" |
27375 | Cheerful talk for a luncheon party, was n''t it? 27375 Could n''t you have thought of a better one than that?" |
27375 | Did n''t you say that Mrs. Smith had a stable sole-- I mean, a sable stole, in church or somewhere? |
27375 | Diggle? 27375 Do you see what this means, Dot? |
27375 | Do you talk it over with Mabel? 27375 Do you want to see me about the partnership?" |
27375 | Do you want to turn me out? |
27375 | Does she love you very much? |
27375 | Dot,he said,"was it you who painted my fall- pegs white?" |
27375 | Everything all right? |
27375 | Familiar? 27375 Forgotten something?" |
27375 | Go and see Kate''s knee? 27375 Has that dirty dog given you a partnership yet?" |
27375 | Have n''t you heard? |
27375 | Have they? |
27375 | Have you any nice stamps? |
27375 | Have you kept him to dine with us? |
27375 | How was I to know you would come barging in like this? 27375 How''s yourself?" |
27375 | I wonder what that is? |
27375 | If you hold the scissors, how the dickens am I going to cut the flowers? 27375 Is n''t it absolutely splendid?" |
27375 | It''s not the very devil of a game, is it? 27375 Let me come with you and hold the scissors?" |
27375 | Look here,said Sharper impulsively,"what have you been and done with that partnership of mine?" |
27375 | Lunch ready? 27375 Mabel, must you always disagree with me? |
27375 | May it not be that the stream stands still while the brick goes past it? 27375 Milk?" |
27375 | Nasty shock for you, is n''t it? |
27375 | Please can I have that partnership now? |
27375 | Still teething? 27375 Strong, silent man, ai n''t you?" |
27375 | Suddenly the missus says to me,''Who''s that old chap over there with a face like a turnip?'' 27375 Sugar?" |
27375 | That you, Sharper? 27375 That you, Sharper?" |
27375 | That''s one of your dinky, thinky thoughts, is n''t it? |
27375 | That? 27375 Tired?" |
27375 | Well, I mean to say, what have you been and done with my partnership? |
27375 | Well, what was it you were saying? |
27375 | Well? |
27375 | What did you do about it? |
27375 | What do you mean? 27375 What do you mean?" |
27375 | What do you want to interrupt me for,he called,"when you know I''m busy? |
27375 | What for? |
27375 | What games? |
27375 | What in goodness are you here for? |
27375 | Where are you going? |
27375 | Where did you say the dustbin was? |
27375 | Who''s the lady sitting beside him? |
27375 | Who''s your lady friend? |
27375 | Why does she call you Lukie? |
27375 | Why? |
27375 | Will you... will you help yourself? |
27375 | Wo n''t it be jolly to dine in the kitchen with Dot and Dash? |
27375 | Would you mind telling me what you are talking about? |
27375 | Yes, but what did you mean? |
27375 | You got my letter? |
27375 | You here? |
27375 | You wo n''t care to come? |
27375 | You''ll write and tell me everything that''s in your old head, wo n''t you? |
27375 | ''What do you feel like, then?'' |
27375 | ''_ Have you written it?" |
27375 | And Bill do n''t mind; do you, Bill?" |
27375 | And was it worth while? |
27375 | Are you glad to see me again, Lukie?" |
27375 | At the tea- room the following conversation took place:"Tea?" |
27375 | Been over the house yet? |
27375 | Bright idea, what? |
27375 | But do you know what this sudden return of yours means? |
27375 | But had he the character of a child martyr? |
27375 | But the world does seem to be entirely filled with dust, and the smell of decayed fish, do n''t you think?'' |
27375 | But why did she leave the letter on the hot- water tap?" |
27375 | But you like suffering, do n''t you?" |
27375 | By the way, did you ever know Mr. Mark Sabre?" |
27375 | By the way, when did Effie have her baby?" |
27375 | Ca n''t you meet me half way in a little thing like this?" |
27375 | Can I have a partnership?" |
27375 | Can you bear me any longer?" |
27375 | Chops and tomato sauce? |
27375 | Could it be that she wore a mask to the rest of the world, and disclosed her real self only to him? |
27375 | Could n''t you leave your husband?" |
27375 | Did you know that Washo worked by itself? |
27375 | Diggle came down the stairs into the street, and Luke walked up to him at once:"Can I have that partnership now?" |
27375 | Diggle went on writing for a minute in silence, and then said drearily:"Well, what is it?" |
27375 | Do n''t you know it''s a poison? |
27375 | Do n''t you see? |
27375 | Do you believe in eternal punishment?'' |
27375 | Do you know the smell of size? |
27375 | Do you remember when you came to my office?" |
27375 | Do you think a nurse will be needed? |
27375 | Do you want any elastic?" |
27375 | Have a drink? |
27375 | Have a shot at it in the next chapter? |
27375 | Have another? |
27375 | Have n''t I done it?" |
27375 | Have you been kissing it?" |
27375 | Have you got medical advice? |
27375 | Have you no spirit of compromise? |
27375 | Have you tried Pingo for the paint? |
27375 | How can you say that?" |
27375 | How did it come about?" |
27375 | How do you mean outcast?" |
27375 | How much did she care for him? |
27375 | I just chatted her on the peak----""You----?" |
27375 | I say, I wonder what you two would have done if you''d met a cart?" |
27375 | I say, how on earth did you know?" |
27375 | In the interest of my sanity----""In the interests of your what?" |
27375 | Is n''t Mabel tremendously proud of it?" |
27375 | Is n''t any? |
27375 | Is n''t it all absolutely inevitable?" |
27375 | It was just a teeny- weeny----""Funny, was n''t it?" |
27375 | Like old times, what? |
27375 | Need the author depend quite so much on the printer for his effects? |
27375 | No?" |
27375 | Oh, ca n''t you see it?" |
27375 | Oh, ca n''t you see, Mabel, that we are all equal in the sight of Heaven?" |
27375 | Oh, what does it matter? |
27375 | Oh, what was he thinking of? |
27375 | Oh, you did, did you? |
27375 | Outcast? |
27375 | Rather bright and sparkling, what?" |
27375 | Remember him at the old school? |
27375 | Remember him? |
27375 | Remember the window? |
27375 | Said''Why?'' |
27375 | See? |
27375 | See? |
27375 | Shall I come along to your office, or will you call for the goods? |
27375 | Shall I put the two places close together?" |
27375 | Should he, or should n''t he? |
27375 | This unusual desire to apologize for your manners, and to take me out for the day? |
27375 | Well, why do n''t you laugh? |
27375 | What could he give her? |
27375 | What did it all mean? |
27375 | What did she mean by"I made a mistake?" |
27375 | What did she say when she saw you this morning?" |
27375 | What did she think about him? |
27375 | What had she meant by"help yourself,"and"the magnet and the tin- tack?" |
27375 | What have you done with that love- letter of yours?" |
27375 | What is it the agents say? |
27375 | What the devil do you want, anyway?" |
27375 | What was it he had come up to do? |
27375 | What was it? |
27375 | What? |
27375 | When did she die?" |
27375 | Who could have done it? |
27375 | Who gave you leave to dismount?" |
27375 | Why ca n''t you go by train?" |
27375 | Why could not Mabel see it? |
27375 | Why did the girl on his right, whom he had never met before, persist in addressing him as Funnyface? |
27375 | Why had he not been put next to Jona? |
27375 | Why had she kissed"The Romance of the Raspberry?" |
27375 | Why is a mouse when it spins? |
27375 | Why on earth had not Jona warned him that this was going to happen? |
27375 | Why on earth should I? |
27375 | Why should I want Kate to be incapacitated from doing her proper work?" |
27375 | Why should I want my cook to go peacocking about with a pink parasol, making a fool of herself, and bringing disgrace on the house? |
27375 | Why was everybody so hard and cold? |
27375 | Why was it, Luke asked himself, that she was always so merry and bright with others, and so very different when she was with him? |
27375 | Will you come too?" |
27375 | Will you have a cup of tea?" |
27375 | Wo n''t that be glorious?" |
27375 | Would Jona be there? |
27375 | Would it be Doom Dagshaw or Major Capstan? |
27375 | Would n''t it happen so? |
27375 | You do n''t know much about young babies, do you? |
27375 | You do n''t mind?" |
27375 | You see what I mean? |
27375 | You see? |
27375 | You surely did n''t come back to say that?" |
27375 | You''ve got none quite like that, have you?" |
2277 | A spy? |
2277 | Ah!--what if he should know that I have another husband living? 2277 Ah, and Schiller''s Robbers, too?" |
2277 | Ah-- what mean you? |
2277 | Am I not King of France? |
2277 | And how do you feel now? |
2277 | And me, sire? |
2277 | And the rest of the young gentlemen? |
2277 | And this letter? |
2277 | And why? |
2277 | And you have never seen him since, mamma? |
2277 | And you will put the money in a savings- bank? |
2277 | And-- you-- you-- have-- seen nothing? |
2277 | Another novel? |
2277 | As you please,she said with a courtesy;"do I take this as a refusal?" |
2277 | But how to disband our followers? |
2277 | Buy a nice poodle, sir? |
2277 | By the way, Pills,he continued,"how did you come to omit giving the captain a naval salute?" |
2277 | Can I do anything for you, and why are you here? |
2277 | Could n''t we do the rest of this another time? |
2277 | Dare I tell her all? 2277 Do n''t you think, Charles, you''re rather running this thing into the ground? |
2277 | Do n''t you want to go and pick a rose? |
2277 | Do you ever-- will you-- take some hot water and brandy? |
2277 | Do you remember what Pliny says of the gladiator? |
2277 | Do you wish to save the dog? |
2277 | Excuse me, but do you know what those berries are? |
2277 | For the Continent-- Italy,says missus--"Can you go Mary?" |
2277 | Has Grouchy come? |
2277 | Here again? |
2277 | How is Mary Ann? |
2277 | How''s his nibs? |
2277 | I am; who is she? |
2277 | Lady Montairy, Quite contrairy, How do your cochins grow? |
2277 | Like the young men wanted for a light, genteel employment? |
2277 | Mamma, ca n''t we take him home? |
2277 | My own Edgardo!--and you still love me? 2277 O dear, what shall I do?" |
2277 | Or, Mr. Ward,I said, with bold confidence,"like the mysterious disappearance from the Kent Road?" |
2277 | Perhaps you''d like it cold, by way of change? |
2277 | Pray tell me, what is this new religion of yours? |
2277 | She threw her rider yesterday and fell on him--"And killed him? |
2277 | So you risked your life to save mine, eh? 2277 Terence,"she whispered,"Terence-- FOR MY SAKE?" |
2277 | Than Athos? |
2277 | Than D''Artagnan? |
2277 | Than Porthos? |
2277 | The gunner''s daughter? |
2277 | The old story? |
2277 | Then you have felt it, Nina? |
2277 | Then you have read my translation of Schiller''s Ballads? |
2277 | Then you still persist in marrying John Jenkins? |
2277 | Then you think that monogamy is simply a question of the thermometer? |
2277 | To whom, your highness? |
2277 | To whom? |
2277 | What do you see? |
2277 | What do you see? |
2277 | What does he say? |
2277 | What does this mean? |
2277 | What for, mem? |
2277 | What''s that hussy asking? |
2277 | What, Madame? |
2277 | What, do my eyes deceive me? 2277 What? |
2277 | Where are we now? |
2277 | Where do you expect to go when you die? |
2277 | Who is Number One, sir? |
2277 | Why do n''t you open it then? |
2277 | Why should I forbear? |
2277 | Why, you see, after touching your hat, you should have touched him lightly with your forefinger in his waistcoat, so, and asked,''How''s his nibs?'' 2277 Why,"said the Indian, in a low sweet tone,--"why does the Pale Face still follow the track of the Red Man? |
2277 | Why? |
2277 | Will you go down the rope for a moment? |
2277 | Will you kindly send it down to me? |
2277 | Will you write me up? |
2277 | With a knife? |
2277 | Would you oppose your feeble knowledge to the infinite intelligence of the Unmistakable? 2277 Wretched man,"said the phantom,"and how have these things affected you?" |
2277 | Yes, but, my dear child, what place are they to haunt? 2277 Yes; shall I introduce you?" |
2277 | You are the governess? |
2277 | You here yet-- Carrothead? 2277 You here?" |
2277 | You know the secret of our race? |
2277 | You love him then? |
2277 | You say this was a negress? |
2277 | You young devil, what are you doing? |
2277 | --Did Monsieur wish anything? |
2277 | --Then you have seen her, Ching Long? |
2277 | --you see?" |
2277 | 1, I suppose?" |
2277 | 1?" |
2277 | 2?" |
2277 | 3?" |
2277 | A governess? |
2277 | Any relation to Roderick d''Enville?" |
2277 | Are the acorns of the mountain sweeter than the esculent and nutritious bean of the Pale Face miner? |
2277 | At length he gasped out:--"Boatswain''s mate?" |
2277 | At the ominous interruption I shuddered involuntarily, and called to Smithsye:--"What''s up, Smithums?" |
2277 | Briggs?" |
2277 | But ai n''t there a little too much pantomime about it? |
2277 | But how? |
2277 | But what am I saying?" |
2277 | But what is this new and ravishing light that breaks upon her? |
2277 | But what was to be done? |
2277 | But when did an English writer ever weigh such trifles? |
2277 | But why describe that momentous battle, on which the fate of the entire world was hanging? |
2277 | But why did the fingers of Natty Bumpo tighten convulsively around his rifle? |
2277 | But why this weight upon my heart?" |
2277 | But will you be mine?" |
2277 | Can it be that the drivers on this line are privately instructed to despatch all passengers maimed by accident, to prevent tedious litigation? |
2277 | Can it be the ring he is anxious about? |
2277 | Can you tell we what IS The True, The Beautiful, The Innocent, The Virtuous?" |
2277 | Cicero''s De Senectute, at your age, too? |
2277 | Could n''t you give Grubbins something-- something to make him leathery sick-- eh?" |
2277 | Could she forgive him? |
2277 | Dare I repeat to him the history of my youth? |
2277 | Dare I reveal to him that I have two legitimate and three natural children? |
2277 | Delicious are the grasshoppers that sport on the hillside,--are they better than the dried apples of the Pale Faces? |
2277 | Did he have the naughty fever?" |
2277 | Did he really love her? |
2277 | Did you ever feel a fluttering here?" |
2277 | Did you ever hear the trumpeting of a wounded elephant? |
2277 | Diderot? |
2277 | Do you speak French?" |
2277 | Do you want to ruin me by your extravagance?" |
2277 | Does my brother prize the edible qualities of the snail above that of the crisp and oleaginous bacon? |
2277 | Eh? |
2277 | For what? |
2277 | Hardin was just examining a specimen of ore."You are a scientist; can you tell me if that is worth anything?" |
2277 | Have you read David Copperfield?" |
2277 | He had heard from Lady Coriander of a certain Popish plot; but could he connect Mr. Camperdown with it? |
2277 | He would have drawn back a little, and then you should have repeated the salute remarking,''How''s his royal nibs?'' |
2277 | How shall you teach her? |
2277 | How would you become virtuous? |
2277 | I answered, scornfully,"why should they not? |
2277 | I could not help thinking that I would have been a better man if Blanche-- but why proceed? |
2277 | I have no hesitation in saying that I am not; but why this abruptness?" |
2277 | I repeat it, calmly and deliberately-- why am I here? |
2277 | In Rousseau? |
2277 | In spite of the fatal history of my race? |
2277 | In spite of the ominous predictions of my aged nurse?" |
2277 | In the Koran? |
2277 | In the modern Bible? |
2277 | Lankey?" |
2277 | Let us be moral if we can not be happy and free-- they are married-- perhaps-- they love one another-- who knows? |
2277 | Miss Mix, what do you think of me now?" |
2277 | My angel, can you forgive me? |
2277 | O-- no, no,--but why this sudden thrill and faintness? |
2277 | Perhaps your Lordship would like some ropes of pearls?" |
2277 | Pleasant is the gurgle of the torrent, Kish- Kish, but is it better than the cluck- cluck of old Bourbon from the old stone bottle?" |
2277 | Reader, were you ever at Jamaica? |
2277 | Shall I disclose myself? |
2277 | She once said to me:--"Miss Mix, did you ever have the grande passion? |
2277 | Suddenly he turned toward me:--"Do you think I''m handsome, young woman?" |
2277 | Surely no one saw him? |
2277 | Swizzle?" |
2277 | That the lady''s- maid who incurred the displeasure of my girlhood now lies at the bottom of the horse- pond? |
2277 | Then a clear voice came apparently out of the circumambient air:--"May I trouble you to look at the barometer?" |
2277 | Then she recalled herself and said freezingly,"How are we going to descend?" |
2277 | Then, rather sharply,--"Why do n''t you do something?" |
2277 | To captivate him? |
2277 | Tra la la? |
2277 | Was it a dream? |
2277 | Was she not now in Florence-- the belle of the English Embassy? |
2277 | Was the sight too horrible to be borne? |
2277 | Well?" |
2277 | What are you to do? |
2277 | What can you teach?" |
2277 | What did this Bishop do? |
2277 | What did this good Bishop do? |
2277 | What did this good man do? |
2277 | What do you think of society after that? |
2277 | What do you think of that? |
2277 | What do you think of the Old Curiosity Shop?" |
2277 | What have you got for dinner?" |
2277 | What is a good man? |
2277 | What says my brother the Gray Gopher of Dutch Flat?" |
2277 | What thrill was this shot through me? |
2277 | What would her mother and her nurse say? |
2277 | What would that buy you, sir?" |
2277 | Where can you find a better man than Aramus?" |
2277 | Where did I see this written? |
2277 | Where is Aramis?" |
2277 | Where then? |
2277 | Who is Society? |
2277 | Who was this mysterious foreigner? |
2277 | Why are the feet of Sorrel- top, the white chief, among the acorns of Muck- a- muck, the mountain forest? |
2277 | Why did he stand transfixed with open mouth and distended eyeballs? |
2277 | Why does he pursue him, even as O- kee- chow, the wild- cat, chases Ka- ka, the skunk? |
2277 | Why is it like-- the-- eh-- the commodious mansion on the Limehouse Road?" |
2277 | Why should I not write? |
2277 | Why will the North persist in this fratricidal warfare? |
2277 | Why,"he repeated, quietly but firmly abstracting a silver spoon from the table,--"why do you seek to drive him from the wigwams of his fathers? |
2277 | Why? |
2277 | Will the Pale Face seek him there?" |
2277 | Would you, Selina,"said the phantom, mournfully,--"would you force your great- grandfather''s spirit to take lodgings elsewhere?" |
2277 | You do n''t hear anything, my dear, do you?" |
2277 | You here?" |
2277 | You still would marry me in spite of this dark mystery which surrounds me? |
2277 | a D''Enville? |
2277 | a classical scholar?" |
2277 | and you buried her?" |
2277 | could I be dreaming? |
2277 | did you not hear them coming?" |
2277 | do I dream? |
2277 | do priests carry challenges and act as seconds in your infernal country?" |
2277 | he said suddenly, bending his piercing eyes on my uniform;"a prisoner?" |
2277 | he said, pressing my hand tremulously,"you know it?" |
2277 | his Majesty?" |
2277 | how''s his nibs?" |
2277 | it wo n''t go off?" |
2277 | more bread?" |
2277 | roared Raby;"what does a gentleman want with cleverness?" |
2277 | said the Philosopher,"what''s this? |
2277 | to whom?" |
2277 | what am I saying? |
2277 | why was this kept from me?" |
20633 | ''Ah, but afterwards?'' 20633 ''But do you think it right?'' |
20633 | ''But one could n''t compel him?'' 20633 ''Can you fix the accursed thing?'' |
20633 | ''Certainly, why not? 20633 ''Have you tried letting off the exhaust?'' |
20633 | ''How long has this trouble been going on?'' 20633 ''How''s your pressure gauge?'' |
20633 | Alas,cried Winnifred, struggling in vain to disengage the tip of her glove from the impetuous clasp of the young nobleman,"alas, whither can I fly? |
20633 | Alas,cried Winnifred,"who am I that I should rest? |
20633 | And Generals Johnston and Smith? |
20633 | And do you know the sequel to Thornton''s story? |
20633 | And had n''t they? |
20633 | And the Bishop? |
20633 | And the Shriek- el- Foozlum? |
20633 | And what''s in it? |
20633 | And when did you last have a drink? |
20633 | And where will you_ find_ the Shriek? |
20633 | And why did they make the trouble? |
20633 | And why not you? |
20633 | And will they pay their own expenses? |
20633 | Any thumb- prints of Italians with that peculiar incurvature of the ball of the thumb that denotes a Sicilian brigand? |
20633 | Are you baffled, Edwards? |
20633 | But could you not send some one to see? |
20633 | But do you mean to say,said the Premier in astonishment,"that there are no Wazoos? |
20633 | But how can I get ashore? |
20633 | But how the devil did they get out there? |
20633 | But the map in the_ Times_? 20633 But you,"she exclaimed,"where will you sleep?" |
20633 | But, John, how could it have happened? |
20633 | Can the_ modus vivendi_ hold? |
20633 | Can you forgive us, darling, our little plot for your welfare? 20633 Can you light a fire with that? |
20633 | Did the bell ring? |
20633 | Did you see that trap- door? |
20633 | Do I get it? |
20633 | Do you know it? |
20633 | Do you like the way I have the army placed? |
20633 | Do you speak first? |
20633 | Do you think, Mr. Kent, a sailor from Java with a wooden leg would commit a murder like this? |
20633 | Does it concern my father? |
20633 | Excuse me interrupting just a minute,interjected a member of the group who hailed from a distant city,"have you much trouble about that? |
20633 | Excuse me,said Kent,"from what boy?" |
20633 | For the All England Ping- Pong match? |
20633 | Had he an impenetrable face? |
20633 | Harold, is it you? 20633 Has anybody here seen Kelly?" |
20633 | Have I done wrong? |
20633 | Have you found our whereabouts? |
20633 | Have you heard the story of the Grange? |
20633 | Have you really hunted the humpo? |
20633 | Have you seen her? |
20633 | How can I thank you enough? |
20633 | How did they do that? |
20633 | How has this happened? |
20633 | How many legs had you then? |
20633 | I presume there was a housekeeper who lived on the top floor, and who had been stone deaf for ten years? |
20633 | I suppose you are_ her_ husband, are you? |
20633 | I suppose you''ve arrested him? |
20633 | Inspector,he said,"what about mysterious women? |
20633 | Is it as bad as that? |
20633 | Is it inhabited? |
20633 | Is it possible that they mean to abduct me? |
20633 | Is it possible? 20633 Is your artillery loaded?" |
20633 | John,I called,"is that you?" |
20633 | John,she said, falling on her knees and taking her husband''s hands in hers,"is this true? |
20633 | Major Randolph,he said,"you have seen General Bragg?" |
20633 | Miss Delary,said the district attorney,"I want to ask if it is your hat that was found hanging in the billiard- room after the crime?" |
20633 | Miss Delary? |
20633 | Mr. Kent,she cried,"you are Mr. Kent, are you not? |
20633 | Now tell me,said Kent, as they stood beside the billiard table,"what is your own theory, the police theory, of this murder? |
20633 | Now, then,continued Kent,"what about tracks, footmarks? |
20633 | Now, why did Throgton telephone to me to put a watch on Kent? 20633 Oh, I?" |
20633 | One moment,said Kent,"do you mind interrupting yourself with a hacking cough?" |
20633 | Separating, of course, the Ohulà ® counties from the Wazoo? |
20633 | She had heard nothing during the murder? |
20633 | So you do n''t believe in the supernatural? |
20633 | Tell me,she cried, clasping her hands,"what has happened? |
20633 | The third time,she repeated thoughtfully,"and how many more will it have to go?" |
20633 | Then did you,questioned the attorney, turning to Throgton again,"play a game of billiards with the deceased?" |
20633 | Then tell me, Mr. Throgton, if you ever saw this blue envelope before? |
20633 | Up where? |
20633 | Was there anything massive about his face? |
20633 | Well,he said,"what is it?" |
20633 | Were there any other persons belonging to the establishment? |
20633 | What about El Boob? |
20633 | What about thumb- prints? |
20633 | What are you doing there? |
20633 | What could he have meant? 20633 What devil''s foolery is this?" |
20633 | What did you do? 20633 What do you make of this?" |
20633 | What do you mean? |
20633 | What do you mean? |
20633 | What does it mean? |
20633 | What is she like? |
20633 | What is the meaning of that hat? |
20633 | What is? |
20633 | What next? |
20633 | What the devil do you mean? |
20633 | What was I to do? 20633 What was he like?" |
20633 | What''s the matter with it? |
20633 | Whatever shall we do? |
20633 | When you went into the house with the deceased,asked the district attorney,"how long did you remain there with him?" |
20633 | Where am I? |
20633 | Where are we? |
20633 | Where is he? |
20633 | Where is it? |
20633 | Who was that flung himself in? |
20633 | Who? |
20633 | Why do you ask that? |
20633 | Will the Wazoo rise? |
20633 | Will the Wazoos rise, sir? |
20633 | Will the Wazoos rise? |
20633 | With dry sticks? |
20633 | Would he do it? |
20633 | Would it incriminate you? |
20633 | Yes, yes,said Throgton and Kent,"you took her?" |
20633 | You are home early, John? |
20633 | You do n''t do that, do you? |
20633 | You have been through Mississippi and Tennessee and seen all the battles there? |
20633 | You never go into a cellar? |
20633 | ''How''s your water? |
20633 | ''It began, did it not, General, the same day that the confounded furnace went out? |
20633 | --she handed me a little packet as she spoke--''this is a piece of pie: you always get that, do n''t you? |
20633 | After all, to be fair, what does a club man ask of society? |
20633 | Alone, despised, buffeted by fate, what right have I to your kindness?" |
20633 | And after that?" |
20633 | And look, wo n''t you please take this?'' |
20633 | And meantime let me ask you in what way do you propose to earn your livelihood?" |
20633 | And what contribution will they make to the Imperial Exchequer?" |
20633 | And what was cooling it? |
20633 | Are you prepared to go upon the stage?" |
20633 | At the very passage of the Bill itself a question was asked by one of the new labour members, a miner, my dear, a quite uneducated man----""Yes?" |
20633 | But do n''t you see that the whole trouble is_ because_ you let the furnace out? |
20633 | But what can we do? |
20633 | CHAPTER V HAS ANYBODY HERE SEEN KELLY? |
20633 | Can nothing be done?" |
20633 | Can we?" |
20633 | Can you do it?" |
20633 | Did Eggleston think, too, in his dire peril of another-- younger than his father and fairer? |
20633 | Did anything happen at the House?" |
20633 | Do n''t you remember, Harold, the Sunday we spent with them on the Hudson?" |
20633 | Do you draw from the mains or are you on the high level reservoir?'' |
20633 | Do you mind not having a cab? |
20633 | Do you not draw that here?" |
20633 | Do you think it quite proper, my dear, that Powers should be so constantly with Angela?" |
20633 | Do you think the Wazoo will rise?" |
20633 | Do you think,"I said,"that the birds have souls?" |
20633 | Do you understand?" |
20633 | Do you want it?" |
20633 | Does the gain to literature outweigh the social wrong? |
20633 | Had he threatened to kill him? |
20633 | Had it come to this? |
20633 | Had you no maps?" |
20633 | Had you thought of them?" |
20633 | Have you got car- fare? |
20633 | Have you seen any around?" |
20633 | Here they careened their ships----""Did what to them?" |
20633 | How comes it? |
20633 | How much is nine times twelve?" |
20633 | I mean about knocking the sides out of houses?" |
20633 | IV WHO DO YOU THINK DID IT? |
20633 | If I go upon the stage, can I, as Eliza, remain as innocent, as simple as I am now?" |
20633 | In this house?" |
20633 | Is it fair to kill him? |
20633 | Is that four, four, four, four? |
20633 | Is that two, two, two, two, two? |
20633 | Is there anything else?" |
20633 | Is this the dreadful truth?" |
20633 | It might be asked, why should a club man live? |
20633 | Kent speaking? |
20633 | Kivas Kelly was a bachelor, was he not?" |
20633 | Lord Edward,"continued the Premier, turning now to the Secretary of War,"how long will it take to send in a couple of hundred constabulary? |
20633 | May I come and claim it here?" |
20633 | Meantime, for Sir John and his colleagues, the question of the hour became,"Could the Cabinet be held together?" |
20633 | Mr. Borus, would you mind running and fetching me my things, they''re all in a parcel together? |
20633 | Mr. Throgton speaking? |
20633 | Mr. Throgton''s house? |
20633 | Now tell me, is the feed choked, miss?'' |
20633 | Now tell me,"I added somewhat cynically,"is there any particular season or day when your Grange is supposed to be specially terrible?" |
20633 | Now where is young Powers? |
20633 | OR, THE MIXED- UP MURDER MYSTERY(_ Done after the very latest fashion in this sort of thing_)_ IV.--Who Do You Think Did It? |
20633 | Oh, Egg, when will this cruel war end?" |
20633 | Oh, Mr. Kent, was I wrong?" |
20633 | Shall I explain how?" |
20633 | Sir John, will you meantime draft us an annexation bill? |
20633 | Surely he has no right to information of that sort?" |
20633 | THAT IS NOT BILLIARD CHALK V. HAS ANYBODY HERE SEEN KELLY? |
20633 | Tell me, will they rise? |
20633 | The main thing is, can you carry them?" |
20633 | The man who played against Kivas Kelly-- did you see him?" |
20633 | The point is, can you do it, or ca n''t you?" |
20633 | The question immediately asked by the jury--"Where did she generally have lunch?" |
20633 | The two bullet holes?" |
20633 | Then he heard Throgton''s voice-- not a note in it disturbed:"Has anybody found Kelly?" |
20633 | Then she added eagerly,"And my birth, my descent?" |
20633 | Those who looked at the beautiful girl realized that if her first burst was like this, what would the second, or the third be like? |
20633 | WHO DO YOU THINK DID IT? |
20633 | Was it a small quantity? |
20633 | Was it cooling? |
20633 | Was it true that he had had, on the day of the murder, a violent quarrel with his master? |
20633 | Was it unusual, he asked, to find arsenic in the stomach? |
20633 | Was not half a pint a large quantity? |
20633 | What brings you here?" |
20633 | What can it be?" |
20633 | What day of the week is it? |
20633 | What does it mean, Edwards, what does it mean?" |
20633 | What is it?" |
20633 | What is it?" |
20633 | What more do you want? |
20633 | What more was there that I could do? |
20633 | What_ is_ this Boundary Bill?" |
20633 | When I have joined the last links of the chain, may I come and tell you all?" |
20633 | When are you going to start?" |
20633 | When did you last have food?" |
20633 | Where am I?" |
20633 | Where are you? |
20633 | Where is it and what is it?" |
20633 | Who is it? |
20633 | Who is the latest young beauty, pray, who so absorbs you? |
20633 | Why did n''t you run_ behind_ the mast?" |
20633 | Why not let him have them? |
20633 | Why should a club man be killed? |
20633 | Why?" |
20633 | Will you wait for me here? |
20633 | Would half a pint of arsenic cause death? |
20633 | You, Sir Charles,"he continued, turning to the First Sea Lord, who was in attendance,"are still in favour of a naval expedition?" |
20633 | exclaimed the dissolute Aristocrat,"whom have we here? |
20633 | he said,"or did I?" |
20633 | he said,"what have we here?" |
47792 | Not brooding, I trust, dear?] |
47792 | A sort of relation of mine, then? |
47792 | After all, what_ is_ a Triumph? |
47792 | Ah, Ellida, is that you? |
47792 | And am_ I_ to blame, Sir Peter, for your ill- humours? |
47792 | And as Sir Fretful remarked a moment since,"What pleasure can there be in reading criticisms of people''s plays if they are n''t favourable?" |
47792 | And if she meets no one, how is she to get married? |
47792 | And not so much as a half a sovereign on you, I suppose? |
47792 | And the sea, too? |
47792 | And then it would not be altogether your own will that sent you, would it? |
47792 | And what do we find? |
47792 | And what is the result? |
47792 | And why not? |
47792 | And why, once dead, did I return again To this distressful earth? |
47792 | And will the MELNOTTES keep a carriage?__ Will AUBREY take to wife one day Another MRS. TANQUERAY?__ Do ECCLES and his stepson wrangle? |
47792 | And will the MELNOTTES keep a carriage?__ Will AUBREY take to wife one day Another MRS. TANQUERAY?__ Do ECCLES and his stepson wrangle? |
47792 | And will the MELNOTTES keep a carriage?__ Will AUBREY take to wife one day Another MRS. TANQUERAY?__ Do ECCLES and his stepson wrangle? |
47792 | And your wife, the fair Beatrice? |
47792 | Anybody dead? |
47792 | Are they? |
47792 | Are you-- glad to see me? |
47792 | As witty as ever? |
47792 | As you were saying----? |
47792 | Ay, fool, and when will that be? |
47792 | But I should have thought you could have adopted some less extreme measure for providing Ellean with a chaperon? |
47792 | But I warned you, dear, did n''t I? |
47792 | But I, I gave my life instead of his, And what is my reward? |
47792 | But did you not compel him to consent? |
47792 | But how does he know what the other fellows will say? |
47792 | But how long did the Teazle reconciliation last? |
47792 | But how long will you go on loving me? |
47792 | But seriously, my dear Benedick, what is wrong? |
47792 | But the ladies? |
47792 | But what am I to do? |
47792 | But what is it you complain of? |
47792 | But why are n''t they here then? |
47792 | But why object to meeting Hamlet''s Ghost? |
47792 | But will Alcestis see it, do you think? |
47792 | But will our friends enjoy meeting your mother? |
47792 | But will you hear what the critics say about it? |
47792 | By the way, Claude, did n''t you say Mrs. Melnotte was coming to call this afternoon? |
47792 | By the way, is there_ any_ type of female domestic servant whom you do not find irresistibly attractive? |
47792 | By the way, when does Cæsar arrive? |
47792 | By the way, will you tell your man to pack it? |
47792 | By- the- way, what time_ is_ my train? |
47792 | CAYLEY puts up his eye- glass, and eyes it curiously._] What is this? |
47792 | Ca n''t I come and see my son- in- law in any room I choose? |
47792 | Ca n''t you hear his boots creaking? |
47792 | Ca n''t you send an excuse? |
47792 | Can it be that at last he''s been conquered? |
47792 | Can you give me his address? |
47792 | Can you suggest an evening? |
47792 | Can you wonder Death, When I approached him, would not take her back? |
47792 | Confound it, she must n''t do that, must she? |
47792 | Dark ones? |
47792 | Departing? |
47792 | Dessert, Cayley? |
47792 | Did I? |
47792 | Did he say that he would take me back? |
47792 | Did n''t I come upon you in the act of kissing Anne, the housemaid, yesterday? |
47792 | Did they live happily ever afterwards, or----? |
47792 | Die? |
47792 | Do I ever, save under compulsion, remain in the same room with_ any_ lady for more than five minutes? |
47792 | Do n''t they hit it off? |
47792 | Do n''t you think I ought to tell Wangel? |
47792 | Do n''t you think you could arrange so that Beatrice should overhear you making love to someone else? |
47792 | Do they say anything about his indebtedness to_ me_? |
47792 | Do with you? |
47792 | Do you hear that Esh-- ter? |
47792 | Do you hear that-- hic-- me child? |
47792 | Do you hear? |
47792 | Do you make a point of always being at home to receive_ my_ guests? |
47792 | Do you mean that you''ll never get berths at the Horse Guards, any of you? |
47792 | Do you really, dear? |
47792 | Do you think_ she_[_ nodding towards MRS. WANGEL, who prowls to and fro on the damp lawn with a shawl over her head_] is any better? |
47792 | Does she like that? |
47792 | Egad, Mr. Dangle, does n''t the fellow abuse the play at all? |
47792 | Eh, what? |
47792 | Eh? |
47792 | Eh? |
47792 | Ellean? |
47792 | Enter Page._] When is the Duke expected? |
47792 | Fair ones? |
47792 | For you to make eyes at? |
47792 | Friday? |
47792 | Had a bad day in the City? |
47792 | Has anything been heard of DANGLE? |
47792 | Have n''t I eyes? |
47792 | His first visit, is n''t it? |
47792 | His uncle? |
47792 | How am I to find my way without you? |
47792 | How can anyone respect a uniform that''s only meant for show? |
47792 | How could you expect him to give you money if you did n''t ask for it? |
47792 | How did it happen? |
47792 | How do you do? |
47792 | How the plague is a dramatic critic who has nothing to say to fill a column, if he is never to be allowed to repeat himself? |
47792 | How was she? |
47792 | How''s Claudio? |
47792 | I must give up wine for fear of-- hic-- What is it I''m to fear? |
47792 | I say, confound it all, Do_ you_ propose to haunt the castle too? |
47792 | I suppose you will be here to entertain our guests? |
47792 | I wonder if I could speak to The Stranger now? |
47792 | I wonder who it is? |
47792 | I? |
47792 | I? |
47792 | If, in a moment of abstraction, I refused it, may I change my mind? |
47792 | Illusion? |
47792 | In more prosaic language, could you get me something to drink? |
47792 | Injuries, Sir Peter? |
47792 | Is n''t it a little snobbish? |
47792 | Is n''t it splendid to think of your going away with him to- night, quite, quite away, across the sea? |
47792 | Is n''t that your wife over there in the arbour? |
47792 | Is she with you now? |
47792 | Is there any more of the stuff? |
47792 | Is this certain? |
47792 | Is this really to put An end to our cares, To the toils where our foot Was caught unawares? |
47792 | Look here, do_ you_ keep these courts, or do I? |
47792 | MRS. WANGEL Do n''t you want me, Alfred? |
47792 | Mother, have you seen_ him_? |
47792 | Mrs. Cortelyon, for instance? |
47792 | Must I always be making concessions? |
47792 | My dear child, why not? |
47792 | No ghosts_ here_, eh, to stalk about the rooms And fade against the crowing of the cock? |
47792 | No, dear? |
47792 | Nobody about? |
47792 | Not brooding, I trust, dear? |
47792 | Not dead? |
47792 | Not letting your mind dwell on The Stranger, eh? |
47792 | Octavian? |
47792 | Oh, Heracles, Why did you bear me back to this sad place, This palace where Admetus sits enthroned? |
47792 | Old ones? |
47792 | Or should she deny her_ ego_, bow to the old conventions, accept the old Shibboleths and surrender her love? |
47792 | Pain me? |
47792 | Papa still thinks of moving to the sea- side then? |
47792 | Perhaps you''d rather we took turns? |
47792 | Puff''s play? |
47792 | Puff? |
47792 | Saturday? |
47792 | Shall I begin with_ The Times_? |
47792 | Shall I omit a few sentences, and go on again, where the allusions are less obscure? |
47792 | Shall I read it to you? |
47792 | She was perfectly innocent, of course? |
47792 | Short ones? |
47792 | Should she set herself to''live her life,''in the modern phrase, to realise her individuality and stand forth glad and free as Gregers Werle says? |
47792 | Sir Peter, old friend, what is it? |
47792 | So bad as that? |
47792 | So long? |
47792 | Still full of the sea? |
47792 | Still, I assume that you will be here to receive our guests-- my guests if you prefer it-- to- night? |
47792 | Suppose we stroll and see it? |
47792 | Surface, do we owe the_ honour_ of this visit? |
47792 | Surface? |
47792 | Tall ones? |
47792 | The church scene over again? |
47792 | The passer- by? |
47792 | The whole effect is cheerful, is it not? |
47792 | The world has been through all these wonderfully thrilling phases since 1880, and where are WE? |
47792 | The worst of taste? |
47792 | They talk of him as a son of Julius, do n''t they? |
47792 | Those Anarchist people whom you are constantly asking to tea? |
47792 | Thursday? |
47792 | Tired, George? |
47792 | Ugh, what was that? |
47792 | Ungrateful man, what words are these you speak? |
47792 | Unsuitably? |
47792 | WANGEL notices her for the first time._] Fishing, Hilda? |
47792 | Was Claudio greatly distressed when he found how he had been deceived? |
47792 | Was it the War Office who sent us to Aldershot? |
47792 | Was there another creature in the world Who willingly would die for such a man? |
47792 | Well, lady, are you then content to die? |
47792 | Well, what of that? |
47792 | Well? |
47792 | Well? |
47792 | Were you not glad when I did bring her back? |
47792 | What about your prowess with Mrs. Mantrap and Lady Betty Blackleg that you told me about? |
47792 | What am I to do now? |
47792 | What are you going to say next? |
47792 | What cause so strong that you should wish her dead? |
47792 | What do I want with home? |
47792 | What do you call_ that_? |
47792 | What do you mean? |
47792 | What do you mean? |
47792 | What do_ I_ care for your architect? |
47792 | What does it matter about his accent so long as he is a good boy, and grows up to be a good man? |
47792 | What does it matter? |
47792 | What does_ The World_ say? |
47792 | What greater proof could you have of the strength of my attachment? |
47792 | What has become of MRS. WANGEL?__ I''ve asked again and yet again These questions-- hitherto in vain!__ I sought the answers near and far. |
47792 | What have_ I_ to do with_ your_ prospects? |
47792 | What is it like? |
47792 | What is it? |
47792 | What is your news? |
47792 | What keeps him then away? |
47792 | What night next week will suit you to meet them? |
47792 | What possible pleasure can there be in hearing criticisms of other people''s plays if they are favourable? |
47792 | What possible use can a quite plain and middle- aged lady be in a triumphal procession? |
47792 | What shall I do with him? |
47792 | What will you drink? |
47792 | What woman of fashion is ever happy alone with her husband? |
47792 | What''s all the fuss about? |
47792 | What''s all this about? |
47792 | What''s that you say, you lopsided object? |
47792 | What''s that? |
47792 | What''s the good of_ reading_ about them? |
47792 | What''s the matter with Aldershot? |
47792 | What''s the matter with the Gerridges? |
47792 | What,"the ill- looking little fellow over the settee"? |
47792 | What_ I_ want to know is, what did the pot call the kettle? |
47792 | When all the temple-- hic!--is prepared within, why nods the lousy worshipper outside? |
47792 | When do you expect him? |
47792 | When filial duty beckons a woman one way and passion another, which call should she obey? |
47792 | When will that be? |
47792 | Where''s that rice- pudding? |
47792 | Where''s your cabin? |
47792 | Where''s your luggage? |
47792 | Wherefore afflicted? |
47792 | Which brand of mineral water do you consider most-- ah-- stimulating? |
47792 | Who is likely to read an obscure paragraph like that? |
47792 | Why did I think I should like the sea? |
47792 | Why did n''t you tell it to me before? |
47792 | Why do n''t you give up investing then? |
47792 | Why do n''t you give up speculating if you''re so unlucky? |
47792 | Why do they go into the City, then? |
47792 | Why does n''t she look the other way? |
47792 | Why not recognize them? |
47792 | Why not? |
47792 | Why on earth do n''t you all get promoted to snug berths at the Horse Guards? |
47792 | Why should he not? |
47792 | Why should not Charles sell his furniture? |
47792 | Why was I ever born? |
47792 | Why, indeed? |
47792 | Why, what''s the matter with him? |
47792 | Why, what''s the matter, man? |
47792 | Why? |
47792 | Why? |
47792 | Will Heracles really put straight this unfortunate state of affairs? |
47792 | Will he do as he saith And in due time appear With the news which will lay fair Alcestis a second time out on her bier? |
47792 | Will he overthrow Death For the second time here? |
47792 | Will that satisfy you? |
47792 | Will you ask him to come to me? |
47792 | Will you see about it? |
47792 | Witty, eh? |
47792 | Wo n''t it be thrilling? |
47792 | Wo n''t you sit down? |
47792 | Wo n''t you-- hic-- speak to yer old father- in- law, Georgie? |
47792 | Would n''t part husband and wife, you mean? |
47792 | Ye gods, how long must I endure all this, The ceaseless clamour of a woman''s tongue? |
47792 | You do n''t mind? |
47792 | You do n''t say so? |
47792 | You do n''t suppose_ I''m_ wrong, do you? |
47792 | You have had bad news? |
47792 | You have not seen it? |
47792 | You remember I made_ that_ match too? |
47792 | You will go and see him, wo n''t you? |
47792 | You wished to speak to him? |
47792 | You wo n''t forget, Agnes, that we are expecting people to dinner to- night? |
47792 | You would like to see me later? |
47792 | Young ones? |
47792 | Your train? |
47792 | Zounds, Madam, is a man never to be allowed to change his mind? |
47792 | Zounds, Mr. Dangle, do n''t you think we might leave Macready out of the question? |
47792 | [_ A pause._] What''s come to the girl? |
47792 | [_ Absently._] Eh? |
47792 | [_ Annoyed._]_ No_ servants? |
47792 | [_ Appalled at this way of speaking of her husband._] But you never asked Dr. Wangel for anything? |
47792 | [_ Argumentatively._] After all, what_ are_ ghosts? |
47792 | [_ As soon as she has recovered from the warmth of this embrace._] How do you do, Mrs. Melnotte? |
47792 | [_ Beaming on Pauline._] How do you do, my dear? |
47792 | [_ Boisterously._] How d''ye do, son- in- law? |
47792 | [_ Breaking off in the midst of his flirtation._] Eh? |
47792 | [_ CHARLES blushes crimson._] Did n''t they call you"their agreeable Rattle"at the Ladies''Club in Town? |
47792 | [_ Continuing._] Gentle in speech and action as in name? |
47792 | [_ Controlling his temper with an effort._] May I ask your reason? |
47792 | [_ Desperately._] Do you suppose, Kate, that anything but the strongest effort of will keeps me sitting in this chair at this moment? |
47792 | [_ Detaining him._] But my wife? |
47792 | [_ Doubtfully._] But was I sober when I swore? |
47792 | [_ Drowsily._] When will he be here? |
47792 | [_ Dumbfounded, appealing to PAULINE._] Who-- who is this_ person_? |
47792 | [_ Eagerly._] Do you happen to have his address? |
47792 | [_ Endeavouring by the warmth of his welcome to divert attention from his wife._] How d''ye do, Sir-- How d''ye do? |
47792 | [_ Exit BOLETTA doubtfully._] How are you to- day, Mother? |
47792 | [_ Exit STEWARD._] Well, woman, what do you want? |
47792 | [_ Finding his tongue with an effort._] Er-- eh? |
47792 | [_ Gently._] Admire you? |
47792 | [_ Girding herself for fresh witticisms._] Why absurd? |
47792 | [_ Gloomily._] Why, indeed? |
47792 | [_ Growing frightened._] What are you going to do with me? |
47792 | [_ Half opening them._] Eh? |
47792 | [_ He shakes his head at each question._] Not one? |
47792 | [_ Helplessly._] I suppose I ought to pack a few things first? |
47792 | [_ Humbly._] Could you not, for my sake, consent to take a less_ prominent_ part in the movement? |
47792 | [_ Impatiently._] Is there anything further you want with me? |
47792 | [_ In a passion._] Oons, Madam, will you never be tired of flinging my age in my face? |
47792 | [_ In his most Byronic manner._] What is it makes a gentleman, Pauline? |
47792 | [_ In horror._] You have n''t parted with him? |
47792 | [_ Longer pause._] How am I to get home? |
47792 | [_ Looking up._] Eh? |
47792 | [_ Looks him up and down._] But how''s this? |
47792 | [_ Much amused._] And did you play little Premium a second time, Uncle? |
47792 | [_ Nervously._] Am I looking my best, Charmian? |
47792 | [_ Nervously._] Shall I like that? |
47792 | [_ Noticing a small heap of dust on the carpet, which has been collected by KATE''S exertions._] Eh, what''s this? |
47792 | [_ Off again on his high horse._] What is Society? |
47792 | [_ Opening his eyes slowly._] Eh? |
47792 | [_ Passing._] Did you call? |
47792 | [_ Prods him coquettishly with her finger._] Have you forgotten that the Duke is coming? |
47792 | [_ Putting down her paper with an air of patient endurance._] Eh? |
47792 | [_ Puzzled._] You-- don''t admire me? |
47792 | [_ Puzzled._] Your hour? |
47792 | [_ Relapses into blank verse on their departure._] What think you of the New Wing, Fortinbras? |
47792 | [_ Sadly._] Do you know how promotion is got in the British Army? |
47792 | [_ Sarcastically._] Indeed? |
47792 | [_ Sarcastically._]_ Do_ you? |
47792 | [_ Savagely._] That''s no great credit to you, is it? |
47792 | [_ Starting._] Who''s that? |
47792 | [_ Takes a broom and begins to sweep the floor._] You do n''t think your absurd shyness is likely to diminish with time? |
47792 | [_ Tears leaf out of pocket- book._] What shall it be, prose or verse? |
47792 | [_ The figure stops._ Are you aware, Sir, that you''re trespassing? |
47792 | [_ To 1ST CLOWN._] And whose is the house, fellow? |
47792 | [_ To 1ST CLOWN._] When will the house be finished, sirrah? |
47792 | [_ To CAYLEY._] Lemonade, Sir? |
47792 | [_ Turning sharply round and observing MRS. MELNOTTE for the first time._] I beg your pardon? |
47792 | [_ Vaguely._] Is it, dear? |
47792 | [_ Who can never quite get out of his habit of speaking in blank verse._] Why are you not at home to Mrs. Smith? |
47792 | [_ Who has seated himself wearily on the throne._] Is she? |
47792 | [_ With a flicker of hope._] Do you think there''s any chance, as they grow more prosperous, of their"dropping"us? |
47792 | [_ With interest._] What bait do you use? |
47792 | [_ With polite incredulity._] Indeed? |
47792 | [_ With some concern._] Aubrey, have I_ slept_ through the joint? |
47792 | [_ With suppressed fury._] Pray Sir Peter, do you propose to continue to permit this gentleman to speak of me in this way? |
47792 | [_ With triumphant logic._] Then may I ask why I should be at home to receive the Jawkinses? |
47792 | [_ Yawning._] Lud, Sir Peter, why will you be always returning to that painful subject? |
47792 | _ His_ wife is n''t developing into a wit, is she? |
47792 | _ Your_ house? |