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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30874 | A wager? |
30874 | Am I free, uh, to go? |
30874 | And is n''t it you who argues the finer shades between thisness and whatness, thickness and opaque intrusions at this juncture? |
30874 | And what of Tolstoy, London, or Service? |
30874 | And what of actual events rooted in your own experience? 30874 And you know what List said? |
30874 | Can a coroner establish if heart failure occurred prior to asphyxiation? |
30874 | Jean ever tell you of Direxa? |
30874 | Locus? |
30874 | My type, is it? 30874 Remember the example of William Turner, the English landscape painter? |
30874 | Say, you alright? 30874 So you suggest that for me to write effectively about a given period I must breathe the very strains, the odours, verisimilitude of the age? |
30874 | Well, has n''t that been done? |
30874 | When will the girl and her baby be along? 30874 Yes, you know of Pascal and his wager on faith?" |
30874 | You wish to aggrandise yourself? 30874 A little too sincere? 30874 And of Rip? 30874 And the best way to approach him? 30874 And what if Scot''s drowning occurred before the robbery, before he could rob Humboldt at all? 30874 And what of poppy''? 30874 But was I trespassing too indelicately on the subject of the late model cars or probing into a veiled past too transparently? 30874 But where did that place his theory on darkness and a correlation with the heightened noise''s proliferation? 30874 But, alas, what did gourd promise? 30874 Did Rumpelstiltskin have a brother named Rip? 30874 Did he dare? 30874 Did he dare? 30874 Did not Jack the Ripper have infamy forever etched within his name? 30874 Do they really resemble the element they''ve been cast from? 30874 Had Alex heeded local caution concerning the sand pit in his panic stricken flight? 30874 Had this other Rip been doggishly inclined? 30874 He feels some danger exists, so why chance it? 30874 Hey, where''s your wings, boy? 30874 How could she symbolize the dead of Canadian wars when he, Adua, was a native son? 30874 How might he cope amid sheer inconsistencies, such contradictions like that? 30874 How on earth do you propose I make love to every woman alive, explore every crevice of this earth? 30874 How will you give your characters real presence, an allowance to take away from them unintentional archetypes or woodiness? 30874 How, the family queried, had the nameRip,"been chosen anyway? |
30874 | Humboldt''s? |
30874 | I mean, are their lips really blue or did fear choke all colour from their countenances? |
30874 | Invisible, yet nonetheless there, brooding for an assault beneath a limpid surface? |
30874 | Is this correct?" |
30874 | Might he risk it? |
30874 | Or were the police withholding this information for reasons of their own? |
30874 | Perhaps the very silence harboured little noises like maggots invisible to the eye? |
30874 | Still, I wonder, yes really wonder had Scot managed to locate Humboldt''s nest egg at all? |
30874 | The town marshal finds his present niche in foreman, boss man, supervisor(?) |
30874 | True, hardy souls brewed a concoction of dandelion wine but what good was that if it was rebuked with taunts of"too bitter,"or"how crass,"? |
30874 | Was n''t it worse than the demon weed since its seeds carried the substance necessary for narcotics? |
30874 | What are your chances of breathing life into these shadow forms without some common backdrop with which to share a basic empathy?" |
30874 | What could be more elementary than meat between bread, frogs on lily pads, protein over raw vegetables, food amidst food? |
30874 | What if the noise should return when, say, he awoke tomorrow in the luxury of a room bathed in morning''s warm gaze? |
30874 | Who is the modern centurion? |
30874 | Why are you in such an all- fired hurry to get across anyhow?" |
30874 | Why not a dandelion even if it were a bit of a dandy all dressed in that, shudder, colour of cowardice, yellow''? |
30874 | Would the officer be... well receptive to a little more... er fact finding? |
30874 | Wright?" |
30874 | like Rip? |
30874 | on tombstones? |
6178 | ''And no man calls you wife?'' 6178 ''But if I go, you will still try to escape?'' |
6178 | ''Oh, is this so?'' 6178 ''Oh, tell me,''I cried, with a quiverin''at my heart,''tell me, is he livin''?'' |
6178 | ''There''s but one Mary Callen,''said I,''but the heart of me is dead, until I hear news that brings it to life again?'' 6178 And Pretty Pierre,"said the trooper,"is not here with her?" |
6178 | And she died? |
6178 | And what about loving Hawley, then? |
6178 | And what does Antoine get out of this? |
6178 | Do? 6178 Father,"she said"Father Corraine, I believe you are?" |
6178 | Have you candles-- many candles, Angelique? |
6178 | How did you escape? 6178 How do you come here, Pierre?" |
6178 | Ida,he gestured,"will you answer me now? |
6178 | Is he a good lad, father? |
6178 | Is not love greater than all? |
6178 | None travels hither; who should find it? |
6178 | She was his wife-- Shon''s wife? |
6178 | Shon McGann,the priest said,"I have words to say to you concerning this poor girl,""You wish to have her taken to the Fort, I suppose? |
6178 | The ground is as iron; one can not dig, and the water under the ice is cruel-- is it not so, Angelique? |
6178 | There is the sound of wings close by-- dost thou not hear them, Angelique? |
6178 | Well, then, there''s nothing to row about, is there? |
6178 | What has it done in the West? 6178 Where is he?" |
6178 | Where is her home, father? |
6178 | Who can say whither a woman''s fancy goes? 6178 Why not write him off twenty shares to propitiate the gods-- gifts unto the needy, eh!--a thousand- fold-- what?" |
6178 | Yet if evil come? |
6178 | You do not love me? |
6178 | You ran from him-- why? |
6178 | You think he''ll play with her? |
6178 | Ah, tell me, father, do you know Shon McGann? |
6178 | And Blanche replied:"When he does that, what will you do, Joe?" |
6178 | And did he not say to you at the last that they were even now? |
6178 | And now what will come of it?" |
6178 | And now? |
6178 | And the girl replied:"Ah, father, have I not told you? |
6178 | And the man did so; and Pierre, as he looked at the dead man, added:''Why did he make me kill him?'' |
6178 | But tell me, does he ever think of me?'' |
6178 | But that other, asleep in his bed at the sacred moment when she parted, suddenly waked, and said to Soldier Joe:"Did you speak, Joe? |
6178 | Can you take me to him?" |
6178 | Did they take him away?" |
6178 | Did you call me?" |
6178 | Did you fight?" |
6178 | Do you know what you ask?" |
6178 | Do you not know a hundred cases where the law has dealt foully? |
6178 | Do you understand?" |
6178 | Do?" |
6178 | Eh?" |
6178 | He looked carelessly round, and then said loudly:"Say, Joe, so you''ve buried Blanche, have you? |
6178 | He said to me, my wife:''Antoine, will you stay and watch the mine until I come with the birds northward, again?'' |
6178 | He said to someone behind him in the shade, who was looking also,"What will be the end of that, eh?" |
6178 | Here the priest interposed:"What is the name of the man in Pipi Valley to whom you are going?" |
6178 | I might have killed two or three of them, and have escaped, but to what good? |
6178 | In the midst of doing so he paused and repeated the words,"And what will come of it?" |
6178 | Is there a Mary Callen dead, and a Mary Callen livin''? |
6178 | Masses for the dead.... What dead? |
6178 | No sooner was this done than Father Corraine entered the room, and seeing the outlaw, said"You have come here, Pierre?" |
6178 | She briefly told him how, and then he said:"Well, I suppose you know all of me now?" |
6178 | So?" |
6178 | Someone-- someone-- he loved?" |
6178 | The man Pretty Pierre, did he not speak puzzling words concerning himself and Shon McGann? |
6178 | The priest said:"You understand, my child?" |
6178 | Then, after a moment, he said:"How do you deserve this? |
6178 | Then:"Is there pain now Antoine?" |
6178 | They clasped hands, and the priest said:"You have come at my call from Fort Cypress?" |
6178 | We could meet no more; but who could have guessed this thing? |
6178 | Well, can you not guess?" |
6178 | Well, well, my daughter?" |
6178 | What is there left?" |
6178 | What was she doing with Pretty Pierre?" |
6178 | What''s the result? |
6178 | When she had answered him, he said:"And you are willing to speak with me still?" |
6178 | Why is it there?" |
6178 | Why should I plead? |
6178 | Will you be my wife?" |
6178 | Will you come now to the home you wanted?" |
6178 | You and Shon McGann are not enemies?'' |
6178 | You are not sorry that you are helping me? |
6178 | You thought me dead, father?" |
6178 | and did both of them love a man that went from Farcalladen Rise one wild night long ago?'' |
6188 | Alive or dead? |
6188 | And the old folks? |
6188 | Are the Lumleys all right? 6188 Bignold-- where does he come from? |
6188 | Ca n''t you leave the dead alone? |
6188 | Ca n''t you let them rest? 6188 Come, tell me, did you have a wife and child, and were they both called Alice-- do you remember? |
6188 | Dear old man,he said, his voice shaking,"do you know what I''m thinking? |
6188 | Have I changed so much? 6188 Have you been steeping them some days?" |
6188 | He was married, was n''t he? |
6188 | Hold you-- does he need a Sheriff to tell him when to spik? |
6188 | How long have you come to stay here-- out West? |
6188 | I am to go alone-- eh? |
6188 | I''d like to have gone to Lumley''s, but that''s not possible, is it? 6188 Is my cold bad-- so bad that I need boneset?" |
6188 | It is so? 6188 Jim, and Lance, and Jerry, and Abner?" |
6188 | Man, dear man, if you belong to her-- if you do, ca n''t you see what it will mean to me? 6188 Marcile-- where is Marcile?" |
6188 | Queeck- queeck, where is Marcile? |
6188 | Reprieve? |
6188 | That is it, is it not? |
6188 | They have found it-- gold? |
6188 | To go free-- altogether? |
6188 | Was it near the other entrance? |
6188 | Well, Andy, have you been here ever since? |
6188 | Well, but if your life is saved, Grassette? |
6188 | Well, what is all this, Grassette? |
6188 | What did he do? 6188 What is it?" |
6188 | What time is it? |
6188 | What will you do, Grassette? |
6188 | When be you goin''back East? 6188 Where did you think of livin''out here?" |
6188 | Why did you come, m''sieu''? |
6188 | Will you not help to clear your conscience by doing this thing? 6188 You want to board here?" |
6188 | A chance of life-- what did it mean? |
6188 | Ai n''t it enough to quarrel about the living? |
6188 | Alive or dead? |
6188 | And if I would n''t have him with you, do you think I''ll have you without him? |
6188 | And if he was outside these prison walls, and in the Gulch, and the man was there alive before him, what would he do? |
6188 | Are they still there, at the Forks?" |
6188 | Are you one that has lived to tell the tale? |
6188 | But do you not think how sudden it was? |
6188 | But is there no one that you care for or that cares for you, that you remember, or that remembers you?" |
6188 | Dear old man, say you remember Franklin?" |
6188 | Did he ever laugh in his life?" |
6188 | Did you know Sir John Franklin-- is it true, dear old boy, is it true? |
6188 | Did you know Sir John Franklin-- is it-- tell me, is it true?" |
6188 | Do you remember?" |
6188 | Do you think she''ll git well?" |
6188 | Have you forgotten God, Grassette? |
6188 | Have you forgotten me?" |
6188 | He had brought him out of the wilds, out of the unknown-- was he only taking him into the unknown again? |
6188 | He''s stored up a lot of things to say, and he''ll say them; but you''ll keep the boy in your mind, and be patient, wo n''t you, Cassy? |
6188 | He, John Bickersteth, was going into a world again, where-- as he believed-- a happy fate awaited him; but what of this old man? |
6188 | How many years had gone since he had heard church- bells? |
6188 | Is the house warm enough for you?" |
6188 | It did all right before, did n''t it?" |
6188 | It is so-- eh? |
6188 | It was a wild thought, but yet why not-- why not? |
6188 | Listen-- where is Marcile?" |
6188 | Marcile-- where was Marcile now? |
6188 | Of whom? |
6188 | Were there friends, any friends anywhere in the world waiting for him? |
6188 | What do I care? |
6188 | What had made her fall in love with George Baragar? |
6188 | What is he?" |
6188 | What is his name? |
6188 | What sort of life had it been? |
6188 | What time did you fix for goin''?" |
6188 | What would Grassette do? |
6188 | What would he do? |
6188 | What would the man do? |
6188 | Whence came he? |
6188 | Where was Marcile? |
6188 | Which one did he take?" |
6188 | Whither was he wending now? |
6188 | Who are you? |
6188 | Who are you? |
6188 | Who is he?" |
6188 | Will you not take the chance? |
6188 | You remember the ship-- the Arctic Sea-- the ice- fields, and Franklin-- you remember him? |
6188 | You will do it?" |
28960 | Ai n''t he uglier''n hell? |
28960 | Ai n''t that old Joe''s bateau out yonder, Chris? |
28960 | An''ai n''t there a young fox? |
28960 | An''anyways, how do you s''pose Sandy Claus is goin''to find his way,''way out into these great woods, through all this snow? |
28960 | Ananias- an''-Sapphira be of the female sect, bain''t she? |
28960 | Are you sure you want him now? |
28960 | Be that reelly so? |
28960 | But I ax you,_ as_ Boss, be this here camp a_ camp_, er a camp- meetin''? 28960 But land''s sakes, Dave, how ever did you git all that blood on your pants?" |
28960 | But the other is all right, eh? 28960 But what does it matter, anyway? |
28960 | Did ye ketch''em at it? |
28960 | Did you ever fire a gun? |
28960 | Did you ever see the like of that? |
28960 | Do I look like an eejut? |
28960 | Do n''t you know Sandy Claus kin go_ any_wheres? 28960 Do n''t you know little girls has to say their prayers afore they goes to bed?" |
28960 | Do ye think I''d let the leetle critter go down the''Trough,''jest so''s ye could git your bacon an''tea an hour sooner? 28960 Do you suppose,"snapped Mrs. Gammit,"I''d be traipsin''over here nine mile thro''the hot woods to ax yer advice, Mr. Barron, if_''twarn''t_ serious?" |
28960 | Eh? 28960 He wo n''t_ have to_''lect the children in the Settlements, will he, popsie?" |
28960 | Heart? |
28960 | How ever did you know I was down there in that hell? |
28960 | I sp''ose now, mebbe, Mr. Barron, you know more about the woods critters''n what I do? |
28960 | Is he gettin''warmer now? 28960 Might be what?" |
28960 | Now what''s to be done with the kid-- with Rosy- Lilly? |
28960 | The thieves ai n''t agoin''to come in by the front doors, right under my nose, be they? |
28960 | They did n''t git_ him_, did they? |
28960 | Think you two kin git along all right fer four or five days? 28960 Well, then, Angus, will you help me home? |
28960 | What be_ them_ for? |
28960 | What did you say, Dave? |
28960 | What is it? |
28960 | What the---- business is''t o''yourn what I sing? |
28960 | What were it then? |
28960 | What''s the good o''botherin''about old''Spotty''to- night, Melindy? 28960 What''s the matter with it? |
28960 | What''s to be done about the orphants? |
28960 | What''s wrong, me honey- bug? |
28960 | When''ll you start? |
28960 | Which of the critters will you take yerself? |
28960 | Which one be it? |
28960 | Why_ not_ porkypines? |
28960 | Will she bite him? |
28960 | Ye ai n''t feelin''quite so sassy now, be ye? |
28960 | You sure wo n''t be late, popsie? |
28960 | Air ye plumb sure, in the first place, that the hens is really_ layin''_ them aigs what ye do n''t git?" |
28960 | Are you there?" |
28960 | Better now, eh?" |
28960 | But how''m I goin''to git him? |
28960 | But what could it be? |
28960 | But what would the island be without the Family? |
28960 | But where was old"Spotty"? |
28960 | Could I do less, Child, when I heerd my little one cry out fer me?" |
28960 | Could Joe Barron have been right? |
28960 | Could it be possible that this impudent stranger contemplated meddling with him? |
28960 | Could n''t you just try now, Granny? |
28960 | Could some beneficent creature of the night be out there sawing wood for her? |
28960 | Gammit?" |
28960 | Gammit?" |
28960 | Had n''t you better finish beating up the pancakes before the batter spiles?" |
28960 | He would suddenly look down at her with his fierce eyes, knit his shaggy red brows, and demand harshly:"Well, Yaller Top, an''what d''_you_ want?" |
28960 | I s''pose, now, you do n''t happen to know who''s got her, do you?" |
28960 | Now tell me, what''s yer name?" |
28960 | Now, what_ could_ he do? |
28960 | She had elicited the customary rough demand--"Well, Yaller Top, what d''_you_ want?" |
28960 | The thought that flashed across his mind was:"What''ll happen to the team if I do n''t get back to unharness them?" |
28960 | There''s holes, I reckon, under the back an''sides o''the shed, or barn, or wherever it is that the hens have their nests?" |
28960 | Was she going to pour hot water on those porcupines, and scald all the bristles off their backs, if they really_ did n''t_ come after her eggs? |
28960 | Was this a harmless passer- by, or a would- be trespasser on his new domain of cabbages? |
28960 | Were the creatures of the wilderness allied against him? |
28960 | What did I tell ye? |
28960 | What did she care, anyway, what that Joe Barron thought? |
28960 | What did they ketch?" |
28960 | What if he had escaped in his bare feet? |
28960 | What if he were right? |
28960 | What should he be doing, wasting his time over a parcel of wolves that had got a fox cornered in the old shanty? |
28960 | What''s that?" |
28960 | What''s wrong?" |
28960 | Which direction? |
28960 | Who was he, to be turned out of his path by a bunch of wild curs? |
28960 | Will you take the barrel, and see that Butters does n''t gnaw out on the way?" |
28960 | Would it win past once more? |
28960 | _ Was_ it weasels, after all, that were taking her eggs? |
28960 | _ Why_ were the wolves so wary about entering the hut, when their quarry was certainly inside? |
6176 | ''Tiens,''you will go? |
6176 | And Lonely Valley is at our feet and Whiteface Mountain beyond? |
6176 | And the writer of the song, who was he? |
6176 | And what was it like-- the gold- pan flyer-- the tobogan ride, Shon? |
6176 | And why do you fear that he is not alive? |
6176 | But in the Valley, in the Valley, where all the miners are? |
6176 | But were it not for the Tobogan Ride we should n''t have stopped here,said the Honourable;"and where would this meeting have been?" |
6176 | Did you not hear voices coming athwart the wind? 6176 Do we know that woman?" |
6176 | Do you think she would have me now? |
6176 | In God''s name what does it mean? |
6176 | Is it a trick of the eye or the hand of the devil? |
6176 | It was an avalanche-- that path between the pines? |
6176 | It was so long ago; might n''t it be better to go over the story again? |
6176 | Just--"Yes? 6176 Say, Shon, when''ll you be through that tobogan ride of yours? |
6176 | She does not move--"She will never move? |
6176 | Shon, old friend, do n''t you know me? |
6176 | Shon, old friend, what is it? |
6176 | Tell me, do you think she still cares for me? |
6176 | That? 6176 There, do n''t you hear it, soft and sighin''? |
6176 | What was his name? |
6176 | What was it like?--what was it like? |
6176 | What was it you whispered soft to yourself, then, Pierre? |
6176 | What were his looks? |
6176 | Where is Shangi? |
6176 | Where is the sun? |
6176 | White man, or Indian? |
6176 | Who can tell? |
6176 | Who was the man in scarlet who came from the woods? |
6176 | Will you not tell me what gives the ache to your words? |
6176 | Yes, but his first name? |
6176 | You are The Man? |
6176 | You are sure? 6176 You saved me from those devils in the valley?" |
6176 | You''ll spin us a long yarn about them another night, Shon? |
6176 | ''Hein?''" |
6176 | Ai nt there any end to it?" |
6176 | And for naught else?" |
6176 | And he said at last, before he was aisy and free again,''Shon,''says he,''it''s better to burn your ships behind ye, is n''t it?'' |
6176 | And the woman, Pierre, the woman aloft?" |
6176 | And while Shon read, the Honourable called into the tent:"Have you any lemons for the whisky, Pierre?" |
6176 | And why have you sought me? |
6176 | Are not my words wise? |
6176 | But yet: had all those people hovering about those lights below done harm to him? |
6176 | Can you see the people at the mines?" |
6176 | Did it come from the Irishman himself? |
6176 | Did you not hear--?" |
6176 | Eh? |
6176 | Eh?" |
6176 | He turned sternly, and said,"Who are you? |
6176 | He turned to the Indian:"Someone lives there"? |
6176 | Hester, how is it you are here in this strange place-- you?" |
6176 | How is it with you?" |
6176 | If he waited-- but Lawless asked her if she cared for him at all, if she wished or intended to marry him? |
6176 | If one remembers, why should the other forget?" |
6176 | Is not love more than legend, and a human heart than all the beasts of the field or any joy of slaughter? |
6176 | It is every man''s talk that there is n''t a herd of buffaloes in the whole country; but this- eh?" |
6176 | Jo Gordineer only said jestingly:"Say, now, what are you doing, Shon, bringing us down here, when we might be well into the Valley by this time?" |
6176 | Me, Duke Lawless? |
6176 | Must go? |
6176 | Must he go the whole course of that frozen slide, plump into the wild depths below? |
6176 | PERE CHAMPAGNE"Is it that we stand at the top of the hill and the end of the travel has come, Pierre? |
6176 | She amusingly said,''Perhaps she had, but it really did n''t matter, did it?'' |
6176 | She stared at him like one that had been awakened from an evil dream, then tottered towards him with the cry,--"Just, Just, have you come to save me? |
6176 | Tell me, what is''t you see?" |
6176 | The Honourable then said,"What is that all about, Shon? |
6176 | Then Shon said:"Duke Lawless, there''s parallels of latitude and parallels of longitude, but who knows the tomb of ould Brian Borhoime?" |
6176 | Then he added:"The end''s cut off, Joey, me boy; but what''s a tobogan ride, annyway?" |
6176 | There is death in the Valley, Pierre?" |
6176 | There, do you not hear them? |
6176 | This Scarlet Hunter, how many times have you seen him?" |
6176 | Trafford thought of Shangi, the Indian,--where had he gone? |
6176 | Was it his own nature acting through those who called him"partner"? |
6176 | Was this Titan that had saved him sculpturing some figure from the metal hill? |
6176 | We''ll start to- morrow morning, if we can get ready, and Shangi here will lead us; eh, Pierre?" |
6176 | What could they say? |
6176 | What do you know of Hester Orval?" |
6176 | What does the letter say?" |
6176 | What would be the use? |
6176 | What?" |
6176 | Which was his way of saying,"How come you here?" |
6176 | Who could have guessed that this outlaw of the North would ever show a sign of sympathy or friendship for anybody? |
6176 | Who told you?" |
6176 | Why do n''t you spake?" |
6176 | Will-- will my mother forgive me?" |
6176 | Yes, they heard it, a deep sonorous sound:"Is the daybreak come?" |
6176 | Yet that glow, that power in the face-- was he Piegan, Blackfoot, Cree, Blood? |
6176 | You sought me to tell me that?" |
6176 | You think it possible, Pierre? |
6177 | Am I not beautiful? |
6177 | And what are they, bedad? |
6177 | And why''av coorse''? |
6177 | Are you alone? |
6177 | But the City o''Gold- was there much wealth for you there, Shon? |
6177 | Did she know? 6177 Do you know that?" |
6177 | Do you-- do you not know,she said,"that-- that--"He interrupted her:"Do I not know, Lucy, that this is your home? |
6177 | Envy-- Pretty- Pierre,she repeated, in distress;"are you Pretty Pierre? |
6177 | O God,she piteously said,"what did I do? |
6177 | Shoo has told you what happened here? |
6177 | So,''bien?'' |
6177 | To God''s Playground? 6177 Well, what more?" |
6177 | Wendling, you think, cares nothing for women? 6177 What will you do-- tell me, what will you do?" |
6177 | Where are you going? |
6177 | Why did you not make known the marriage with Shon? |
6177 | Will you walk with me? |
6177 | Yes,said Pierre,"as Wendling, at nothing at all? |
6177 | You believe all this poppy- cock, Chief? |
6177 | You will-- come in? |
6177 | ''Bien,''what then?" |
6177 | ''I''m not well, and I thought I heard-- you heard it; what was it like?'' |
6177 | ''Well,''says I to the Injin grinnin''before me,''what''s that, in the name o''Moses?'' |
6177 | ''What''s that? |
6177 | And where is she now? |
6177 | But is it not all the same? |
6177 | But shall I not kiss you, yes, just once after eight years-- my wife?" |
6177 | But the woman--? |
6177 | But where the deuce did he come from with that Italian face? |
6177 | Can you not see, do you not know? |
6177 | Do n''t you hear him calling?" |
6177 | Do you come from the Hills of the Mighty Men?" |
6177 | Does he think we''re all born idiots? |
6177 | He raised his eyebrows slightly, and between the puffs of smoke, said:"Ah yes, my Lucy, why? |
6177 | If it''s the case, where hev we been in the show? |
6177 | Is it not as good as Shon McGann?" |
6177 | Is it not so?" |
6177 | Is n''t that so?" |
6177 | Is not Pretty Pierre as good a name as Francois Rives? |
6177 | It was a punishment for playing too honest, or something; eh, what do you think, Lucy-- or something,''hein?''" |
6177 | Listen: do you know what I shall do? |
6177 | Now this thing hangs fire, and there''s a lack of animation about it, is n''t there?" |
6177 | Oh, why?" |
6177 | Pierre dropped the match and said to him,--"You are looking for your wife?" |
6177 | Pierre, pausing between the whiffs of a cigarette, said:"So? |
6177 | Pretty Pierre remarked nonchalantly in reply,--"The wallaby track-- eh-- what is that, Shon?" |
6177 | She had said that she would not go to her shop this night; but if not, then where could she have gone and Ikni, too? |
6177 | She said whisperingly:"Are you a spirit? |
6177 | She shuddered, then grew still again and whispered:"Why did you let it be thought that you were drowned? |
6177 | Shon laughed, and said between the puffs of smoke,"Wealth for me, is it? |
6177 | Tell me she did n''t know, Pierre?" |
6177 | Ten years is a long time to remember, eh?" |
6177 | That is fair, eh-- that is fair?" |
6177 | The Frenchman''s drooping eyelids closed a little more, and he replied, meditatively:"Money? |
6177 | The grip of the honest hand, quite, and the clinch of an honest waist? |
6177 | The wallaby track? |
6177 | Then Pierre said, sharply:"Bien?" |
6177 | Then he said in a low, cutting tone:"I suppose your heart aches for the beautiful lady, eh?" |
6177 | There is a roof, and there is that woman at Ward''s Mistake, and the brats-- eh, by and by?" |
6177 | There is only one way,"was the reply;"but what shall that way be? |
6177 | This one? |
6177 | To the glacier- top? |
6177 | To this, Pretty Pierre replied:"What can I do? |
6177 | Was this peculiar softness to his last tones assumed or real? |
6177 | Well, sit down, Lucy, it is a long story, and you have much to tell, how much-- who knows?" |
6177 | Well?" |
6177 | What''s that McGann said about the lady being his wife? |
6177 | What''s the avil thing that he has to say? |
6177 | What''s the divil''s proof he would bring? |
6177 | What''s the use of thinkin''? |
6177 | When Shon ended, he said with a sidelong glance:"But what did you think of all that, Shon?" |
6177 | When they were alone again he continued with no anger in his tone:"So, Andre the avocat and you-- that, eh? |
6177 | When were you married to Shon McGann?" |
6177 | Where are you, Lucy? |
6177 | Where was we when the license was around? |
6177 | Why? |
6177 | Why? |
6177 | Will you do as I say?" |
6177 | You know, then, that I am-- that I am married-- to him?" |
6177 | You remember the song we used to sing on the Chaudiere at St. Antoine? |
6177 | You want a proof? |
6177 | You would save him, for a little, for an hour or two-- or more? |
6177 | and what''s got its hand on ye? |
6177 | called Shon,"are we gluin''our eyes to a chink in the wall, whin the tangle of battle goes on beyand? |
6177 | wealth of work and the pride of livin''in the heart of us, and the grip of an honest hand betunewhiles; and what more do y''want, Pierre?" |
6183 | And then, Pourcette? |
6183 | And when you have killed that puma, Pourcette-- if you ever do- what then? |
6183 | And you will come with us,said Lawless,"away from this loneliness?" |
6183 | Can you pilot us in? |
6183 | D''ye think he''s mad? |
6183 | Did anything strange ever happen there? |
6183 | From where away? |
6183 | Hello, who are you? |
6183 | How long have you lived off there? |
6183 | How many are there of you? |
6183 | It was good sport? |
6183 | M''sieu'', who can tell? 6183 So? |
6183 | Was it puma we had betune the teeth? 6183 We heard you over there-- it was you?" |
6183 | What happened? |
6183 | What trouble have you had, of what crime are you guilty? |
6183 | What was the chant? |
6183 | What''s that ye say, Parfaite? |
6183 | What''s that, Pierre? |
6183 | What''s the matter? |
6183 | What''s this, Monsieur Pourcette? |
6183 | Who was''Ma p''tite Corinne,''Pierre? |
6183 | Who- are you? |
6183 | Why did he do that? |
6183 | Why do they swing the censers at the Mass? |
6183 | Why? |
6183 | Yes, yes; and Little Babiche? |
6183 | You stay because you like it-- at King''s House? |
6183 | ''How do you, Babiche?'' |
6183 | ''Well,''he say,''do you know of a bay where few ships enter safe?'' |
6183 | ''What is it, Babiche?'' |
6183 | ''Where is it, Pierre?'' |
6183 | ''Where to and where from, Babiche?'' |
6183 | A finger of rock, waiting as the old man said-- for what? |
6183 | AT POINT O''BUGLES"John York, John York, where art thou gone, John York?" |
6183 | And what''s puma but an almighty cat? |
6183 | And when I returned,"Wouldst thou have me leave thy country, sir?" |
6183 | Are you alone?" |
6183 | At last he said to me,''What day is this, Pierre?'' |
6183 | Behind the symbol lay the Thing what was it? |
6183 | But twice every year he went to yonder point and spoke out the King''s words to him:''John York, John York, where art thou gone, John York?'' |
6183 | He smiled to himself; and I said,''Where''ve you been, Babiche? |
6183 | He speak often of you and of two others--where are they?" |
6183 | His eyes dwelt on Sir Duke Lawless for a moment, and then, coming nearer, he said,"You are an Englishman?" |
6183 | How is it when these come off?" |
6183 | How long has he lived here, did he say?" |
6183 | I loved them every one; and then there was the mails, the year''s mails-- how should they be brought on? |
6183 | I will stay-- if you please-- hein? |
6183 | If you please?" |
6183 | It was at the time of Noel-- yes?" |
6183 | Lawless shook his head:"Mad? |
6183 | Now and again I crossed him on the trail, for have I not travelled to every corner of the north? |
6183 | Perhaps I could think it out little by little; but it might take too long-- and what is the good?" |
6183 | Presently, however, he heard distinctly, for the man raised his hands high above his head, and the words fell painfully:"Am I my brother''s keeper?" |
6183 | Shon went over to the coat, did as Pourcette had done, and said:"Is it gone y''are, Jo, wid your slow tongue and your big heart? |
6183 | So he said, as though he knew something:"It is a long time since it happened?" |
6183 | Soon the captain come to me and say:''You know the coast, the north coast of the gulf, from Labrador to Quebec?'' |
6183 | Suppose this was the ship of the pirate and murderer? |
6183 | The finger of the devil-- was it not real? |
6183 | The lady-- who can tell what won her over from the honest gentleman to the faithless prince? |
6183 | Then there came a letter to him with great seals, which began:''John York, John York, where art thou gone, John York?'' |
6183 | Then, as if suddenly awakened to the strangeness of the question, he added, in a startled way:"What do you know? |
6183 | Was he not good?" |
6183 | Well, whose was the one? |
6183 | Well--""Well, what?" |
6183 | What else can one do? |
6183 | What is gold to me? |
6183 | What is there like it? |
6183 | What shall be done with Little Babiche, Pierre?" |
6183 | What then?" |
6183 | What were a hundred dynasties beside that precious life, eaten by shame and sorrow? |
6183 | When he was gone I-- what do men do sometimes when starvation is on them, and they have a hunger of hell to live? |
6183 | When they were ready to start, Lawless said to him at the last:"What will you do here, comrade, as the days go on?" |
6183 | Where? |
6183 | Which is the good path over the hills? |
6183 | Who was the other that followed?" |
6183 | Why do you live here?" |
6183 | Why should Gaspard remain here year after year? |
6183 | You do not know? |
6183 | You see?" |
6183 | You''ll come with me to King''s House to- morrow?" |
6183 | have you ever felt the hand of your own child in yours, and looked at the mother, as she lies there all pale and shining between the quilts?" |
6183 | how I remember those days--"''Which is the way that the sun goes? |
6183 | said Shon--"a sun dog?" |
6183 | she speak so gentle and light-- and say to the child:''Would you like go with your father a pretty journey down the gulf?'' |
6189 | Ah, you will not see him die? |
6189 | And you are going away at sunrise to- morrow? |
6189 | Are we children that the Great Chief sends a child as messenger? |
6189 | Are you watching the rise of Orion? |
6189 | But you kept thinking in the grass- country of what you''d felt and said and done-- and willed, in the desert, I suppose? |
6189 | But you will not see a man die, if you can save him? |
6189 | Can it be done? |
6189 | Did I say that? 6189 Excommunication?" |
6189 | Have you come for absolution, also? |
6189 | Have you got it? |
6189 | Have you seen her husband-- Meydon-- this year? 6189 His name-- his real name?" |
6189 | How did you come to start it? |
6189 | How long were you in the desert? |
6189 | Is it a difficult case? |
6189 | It has n''t spoiled you-- being converted, has it? |
6189 | M''sieu''Varley? |
6189 | Makes you seem pretty small, does n''t it? 6189 Oh, it''s Meydon, is it, that bad case I heard of to- day?" |
6189 | One of the local doctors could n''t do it, I suppose? |
6189 | Orion is the name-- a beauty, ai n''t it? |
6189 | Perhaps Orion will rise again-- you think so? |
6189 | So you t''ink it better Meydon should die, as Hadley is away and Brydon is sick- hein? |
6189 | The story is told in many ways; which is right? 6189 Then the play is n''t finished?" |
6189 | Then, as you say, she will not marry M''sieu''Varley-- hein? |
6189 | There is another act? 6189 Tim,"she said, and slipped a hand in his,"would you mind the religion--if you had me?" |
6189 | Was it so selfish in Madame to refuse the name of Finden-- n''est- ce pas? |
6189 | Was n''t the old game good enough? 6189 Well?" |
6189 | What did Orion do, and why does he rise? 6189 What is his name? |
6189 | What manner of Great Spirit is it who lets the food of his chief Oshondonto fall into the hands of the Blackfeet? |
6189 | What right had I to risk his life for theirs? 6189 What''s that clump together on the right-- what are they called in astronomy?" |
6189 | What''s to that? 6189 What''s up? |
6189 | Who is this man? 6189 Who knows-- who knows the truth?" |
6189 | Who told you that? |
6189 | Will he ever stop rising? |
6189 | Will you do it? |
6189 | Will you do it? |
6189 | Yes, excommunication,she replied;"but why an enemy? |
6189 | You felt good in the desert? |
6189 | You have not tell any one-- never? |
6189 | You want me to see the man at once? |
6189 | You wonder if he''s worth saving? |
6189 | You''ll want some money for your journey? |
6189 | You''ve got it-- sure? |
6189 | After which the quick tongue of Nicolle Terasse:"You want know? |
6189 | Ai n''t I no rights? |
6189 | And the dead boy there, Wingo, who had risked his life, also dead-- how long? |
6189 | As he handed the pipe to Knife- in- the- Wind, an Indian called Silver Tassel, with a cruel face, said grimly:"Why does Oshondonto travel to us?" |
6189 | As they passed the house where Miss Mackinder lived some one shouted:"Are you watching the rise of Orion?" |
6189 | Bagosh, you not t''ink dat true? |
6189 | But perhaps it is your mind not so big enough to see-- hein?" |
6189 | Ca n''t you see what a swab he is, Laura?" |
6189 | Did not the distant West know Father Bourassa''s gift, and did not Protestants attend Mass to hear him play the organ afterwards? |
6189 | Do n''t you think of that? |
6189 | Do we not need to excommunicate our friends sometimes?" |
6189 | Had n''t we best make sure?" |
6189 | Had she not longed for a little home with a great love, and a strong, true man? |
6189 | Has he got to rise? |
6189 | He is a great man-- I dunno not; but he spik at me like dis,''Is dere sick, and cripple, and stay in- bed people here dat ca n''t get up?'' |
6189 | How did you guess I knew-- everything, father?" |
6189 | How long had he lain there? |
6189 | How would he be able to make the amende honorable to La Touche? |
6189 | If she could feel so much for a,"casual,"why not a little more feeling for him? |
6189 | In the little waiting- room, Finden said to Varley,"What happened?" |
6189 | Is he pretty sick, father?" |
6189 | Is it not so? |
6189 | Is there no one of you--?" |
6189 | It is a fool''s journey-- does the wolverine walk into an empty trap?" |
6189 | It is n''t the importance of a life that''s at stake; it''s the importance of living; and we do not live alone, do we?" |
6189 | It looks as if the police''ll never get him, eh?" |
6189 | Now, is n''t that so, father?" |
6189 | Or was it a fine spirit of adventure with a good heart behind it? |
6189 | Remember the desert, and Mary Jewell, and your mother-- did you have a mother, Scranton-- say, did you have a mother, lad?" |
6189 | Some one getting married-- or a legacy, or a saw- off? |
6189 | Was it a whim, or the excited imagination of youth, or that prompting which the young often have to make the world better? |
6189 | Was it played out? |
6189 | Was she to feel that Jansen did not price her high? |
6189 | Was there anything more than that? |
6189 | Well, about the snakes?" |
6189 | Well, was it in the desert you got your taste for honey, too, same as John the Baptist-- that was his name, if I recomember?" |
6189 | What has the Great Spirit to say? |
6189 | What interests you in him?" |
6189 | What is it?" |
6189 | What is the matter with him-- with Meydon?" |
6189 | What time was it? |
6189 | What, then, held her back? |
6189 | When was it that he had fought his way to the nets and back again- hours maybe? |
6189 | Who will be in it?" |
6189 | Why did he do it? |
6189 | Why did you do it, Scranton?" |
6189 | Why did you take to this? |
6189 | Why does he rise? |
6189 | Why was the gent called Orion in them far- off days?" |
6189 | Will that satisfy you? |
6189 | Will you come back, darlin''? |
6189 | You hear? |
6189 | he asked with a smile;"or is it to get a bill of excommunication against your only enemy-- there could n''t be more than one?" |
6174 | And Grah the Idiot-- what of him? |
6174 | And merry and happy? |
6174 | And no more after that of Pretty Pierre? |
6174 | And promoted? |
6174 | And? |
6174 | But that old life of yours, mother; what was it? 6174 Dear, do you think that life there was so sweet to me? |
6174 | Did he say he would be here? |
6174 | Grasp the North Pole? 6174 He saved you from danger-- from injury, father?" |
6174 | How does that concern you, Pretty Pierre? |
6174 | If not, so much the worse, eh? |
6174 | Is he your friend, Aleck? |
6174 | It is n''t always the custom, is it,she replied,"for ladies to send the very early hunter away with a tally- ho? |
6174 | Oh? |
6174 | Sergeant? |
6174 | To? 6174 What is his crime?" |
6174 | Who is the sylvan maid? 6174 Why should I go with you?" |
6174 | Will you not come to us on Christmas Day? |
6174 | You really mean that about the trophies? |
6174 | You will come to me on Christmas morning, Aleck? |
6174 | You will not go to Pardon''s Drive again, will you, Aleck? |
6174 | Your kremlin? |
6174 | ''Eh, bien,''you will spend Christmas Day with us too-- no? |
6174 | And Pretty Pierre after a moment replied:"So that''s it, Grah?--you''ve got bullets stowed away? |
6174 | And if he knew, what then? |
6174 | And in that case is my duty then so clear?" |
6174 | And the day of the New Year? |
6174 | And to whom are your deeds of valour to be dedicated? |
6174 | Answer, what art thou?" |
6174 | Are you truly not anxious to return to--""''To the husks that the swine did eat?'' |
6174 | Art thou a warrior sated with spoil, master of the sports, spectator of the fight, Prince, or Pistol? |
6174 | As you say yourself,''bien,''is n''t that enough?" |
6174 | Before whom do you intend to lay your trophies of the chase?" |
6174 | Better? |
6174 | Big Moccasin, what of this young live moose?" |
6174 | But Pierre, ah Pierre, you love your mother, do you not?''" |
6174 | But a softer voice than his whispered:"Are you-- content-- Gregory?" |
6174 | But was Sergeant Fones such an one? |
6174 | But what had sent them up here among the moose, the Indians, and the conies-- whatever THEY are? |
6174 | But what of Sergeant Fones? |
6174 | But, if it should be the other way; if I should see your father in the path of an outrageous moose-- what then?" |
6174 | But, my Margaret, there is another to be thought of too, is there not? |
6174 | Curse it all, must I do everything myself?" |
6174 | Do you not tire of this lonely life? |
6174 | Eh, well, how do you feel now? |
6174 | For what?--a sacrifice to the gods you have offended in your classic existence?" |
6174 | Had he exceeded his duty once in arresting Young Aleck? |
6174 | Had he meant to offer his hand in good- bye? |
6174 | Had this rustle of fine trappings been made for him? |
6174 | He said:"Why do you arrest me?" |
6174 | He was roused by John Malbrouck remarking:"Yes, you have lost your bet? |
6174 | How old was Ariadne? |
6174 | How should I get at it? |
6174 | I suppose Young Aleck will be in quarters here on Christmas Day, Miss Mab?" |
6174 | If he spent it on the besiegers, how should they fare for beast and fowl in hungry days? |
6174 | Insolence, you say? |
6174 | It is good sport, eh? |
6174 | Like to be on your feet, would you? |
6174 | Miss Humphrey is inside, I suppose?" |
6174 | Oh, Aleck, is n''t the suspicion about your father enough, but you must put this on me as well?" |
6174 | Oh, you will be up, eh? |
6174 | Pretty Pierre has spare time, a little, to make money for his friends and for himself, eh?" |
6174 | She puzzled me, eluded me--she reminded me of someone; but who? |
6174 | She said to him-- for she of all was never shy of his stern ways:"Why is the grass always greenest there, Sergeant Fones?" |
6174 | That''s what the Factor says, and that''s how the case stands, Idiot--''bien?''" |
6174 | The Sergeant turned at the door, and said in French:"What are your chances for a Merry Christmas at Pardon''s Drive, Pretty Pierre?" |
6174 | The thought instantly came to her mind: Not Sergeant Fones; but who? |
6174 | Then she went and laid her cheek against her mother''s, and said:"They''ve gone away for big game, mother dear; what shall be our quarry?" |
6174 | Thorne?" |
6174 | To meet Pretty Pierre and all the rest, and for what? |
6174 | To the young man:"And you can drink it so free, eh, Young Aleck?" |
6174 | Twenty? |
6174 | Was Ariadne beautiful? |
6174 | Was that the look that had been fixed upon her face a moment ago? |
6174 | Was this the man that sang the tender song under the stars last night? |
6174 | Well, well, you will come to- morrow-- and-- eh,''mon ami,''where do you go the next day? |
6174 | Well, what was it?" |
6174 | Well, where was that girl- child? |
6174 | Well?" |
6174 | What connection was there between the words of Sergeant Fones and those of Private Gellatly? |
6174 | What did I, Gregory Thorne, want of the information anyway? |
6174 | What did it mean? |
6174 | What guessed she of the Slopes of Naxos? |
6174 | What knew she of the girl who helped Theseus, her lover, to slay the Minotaur? |
6174 | What rustle of pretty gowns is pleasant as the silken shiver of the maple leaves in summer at this door? |
6174 | What should Sergeant Fones know of that intended meeting at Pardon''s Drive on Christmas Day? |
6174 | What was Sergeant Fones''s country? |
6174 | When did not Pierre have time to spare? |
6174 | Where better can you take your pleasure for the last time? |
6174 | Where had he come from? |
6174 | Will you not take-- what is it?--a silent partner? |
6174 | Yes, to?" |
6174 | You remember that song you sang the day we first met you? |
6174 | You surely will not leave us on the day of good fortune? |
6174 | You will, eh? |
6174 | like any other Injin-- insolent, was n''t it? |
6174 | no? |
6174 | she slowly said, and looked earnestly at Gregory;"but why to shoot with one arm only?" |
6174 | the conqueror, you, flying from your Moscow?" |
6187 | And did you expect to get any pay, with or without interest? |
6187 | Are n''t you going to kiss me? |
6187 | Are you a giant? |
6187 | Are you hurt bad? 6187 Been celebrating the pigeons?" |
6187 | But what about our wedding to- day? |
6187 | Ca n''t you hide me down by the river till we start? |
6187 | Ca n''t you see? 6187 Ca n''t you talk sense and leave my clothes alone? |
6187 | Did you ever save anybody''s life? |
6187 | Five- million-- what? |
6187 | Have you nothing else, sir? |
6187 | He-- your uncle, Tom Sanger? 6187 Hello, Jinny, fixin''up for to- morrow?" |
6187 | How old are you? |
6187 | I do n''t call her''mummy''because you do, and you must n''t call me Jim because she does-- do you hear? |
6187 | Is your life all your own, mother? |
6187 | Manette, she will live with you? |
6187 | Me? 6187 Qu''appelle? |
6187 | Qu''appelle? 6187 Say, how dare you call your father Jim-- eh, tell me that?" |
6187 | The river? |
6187 | The spring? |
6187 | Then what''s the matter? 6187 What are you doing with your life?" |
6187 | What difference does it make? 6187 What do you want?" |
6187 | What have you done? 6187 What is it?" |
6187 | What is the gutter, dadsie? |
6187 | What is the lodge of a chief? 6187 What was you doing here, and not at Selby, Jake?" |
6187 | What will happen? 6187 What would she have said to what you did to Jim?" |
6187 | What''s it all about, Jinny? 6187 What''ve I got to do with it?" |
6187 | What, you and Jake ai n''t quarrelled again? 6187 Who was it come?" |
6187 | Who you firin''at? |
6187 | Who you got in that room, Jinny? 6187 Why have you done it?" |
6187 | You ca n''t save life without running some risk yourself, not as a rule, can you? |
6187 | You never told him, then-- you never told him that? |
6187 | You want me to run things-- your colossal schemes? 6187 You''re Jenny Long, ai n''t you?" |
6187 | Are you afeard to take the risk?" |
6187 | Are you bleeding much?" |
6187 | Before the knock came to the door Jim had just said,"Why do your eyes shine so, Sally? |
6187 | But do you think that I could have lived my life out, feeling that I might have saved Jim, and did n''t try? |
6187 | But not John Alloway-- shall the crow nest with the oriole?" |
6187 | Can I bind it up or wash it for you? |
6187 | Catch it? |
6187 | Do n''t you know better than that? |
6187 | Do you think you are in no way responsible?" |
6187 | For me-- ah, if I can save him-- and I mean to do so-- do you think that I would not then have my heaven on earth? |
6187 | He stood his gun in the corner and, swinging the pigeons in his hand, said:"Me live out of the mountains? |
6187 | He was silent for a moment, but then said stubbornly:"Why-- why have you done it? |
6187 | Her heart beat hard, and she raised her head and called-- why was it she should call out in a language not her own? |
6187 | His principle was embodied in certain words which he quoted once to Sally from the prophet Amos:"And the Lord said unto me, Amos, what seest thou? |
6187 | How far is it, and can we do it in time?" |
6187 | How shall I do it?'' |
6187 | I am your daughter, and I am here, good or bad-- is your life all your own?" |
6187 | I saved his life right enough, and he came to me a year after and said, You saved my life, now what are you going to do with it? |
6187 | If Jake comes here to- morrow, and you ai n''t here, what do you think he''ll do? |
6187 | If it was Jake''s life in danger, what''d I think of a woman that could save him, and did n''t?" |
6187 | Is all ready for the start?" |
6187 | Is it because o''him that you bin talkin''about no weddin''to- morrow? |
6187 | Is it one o''the others come back, puttin''you off Jake again?" |
6187 | Jake-- what Jake? |
6187 | Must the world stand still because a handful of Crees need a hunting- ground? |
6187 | QU''APPELLE( Who calls?) |
6187 | Qu''appelle?" |
6187 | Qu''appelle?" |
6187 | Railway construction? |
6187 | Say, you''ll do it, wo n''t you? |
6187 | See-- Pauline?" |
6187 | They ai n''t going to look for him in my bedroom, be they?" |
6187 | This rough white plainsman was come to make love to her, and to say-- what? |
6187 | Was it all bad, and only that which belonged to white life good? |
6187 | Was it her duty to pay the"little gal''s debt,"to save the man at Bindon? |
6187 | Was not she herself the descendant of Blackfoot and Piegan chiefs through generations of rulers and warriors? |
6187 | Was there not Piegan and Blackfoot blood in the girl''s veins? |
6187 | What are they after you for?" |
6187 | What do you see ahead of you?" |
6187 | What is the good? |
6187 | What man you got in that room? |
6187 | What was you doing, if it ai n''t cheek to ask?" |
6187 | What were they to me? |
6187 | What''s ahead of me? |
6187 | What''s his name?" |
6187 | What''s in your mind?" |
6187 | What''s that about my canoeing a man down to Bindon?" |
6187 | Which is the greater thing, to get what pleases one, or to work for something which is more to one than all else in the world? |
6187 | Who do you think''d be postman from Selby here? |
6187 | Who''s going to take him down the river to- night? |
6187 | Why should she be sacrificed? |
6187 | Why should she cramp her soul to this one issue, when the same soul could spend itself upon the greater motives and in the larger circle? |
6187 | Why will your friend lose his life if you do n''t get to Bindon?" |
6187 | With a smile which showed her fine white teeth, she said,"Is that for me?" |
6187 | Would he last out the course? |
6187 | You ai n''t broke it off at the last moment, same as before? |
6187 | You ai n''t had a letter from Jake?" |
6187 | You got a temper, Jinny; and you got a pistol too, eh?" |
6187 | You think--?" |
6187 | You''re Jenny Long, ai n''t you?" |
6187 | You''ve been married, and have children, have n''t you?" |
6180 | An''what is it ye say, little man? |
6180 | An''where''s that, Pierre darlin''? |
6180 | And she died? |
6180 | And what do you give to Ida? |
6180 | And what for that? |
6180 | Are you standin''me frind in this? |
6180 | Are you sure you''ll not run away when they come on? |
6180 | At what time will it be convaynyint for ye? |
6180 | Aw, give what to who, hop- o''-me- thumb? |
6180 | D''ye think I''m a thafe to stale me own word? 6180 D''ye think''twas the duck brought it?" |
6180 | Did you never run away when faced? |
6180 | Does she know that I''m here? |
6180 | Eh, well,persisted Pierre,"but did you never turn tail from a slip of a woman?" |
6180 | Fight her? 6180 Had me fill av it, Trader, me angel? |
6180 | He''s a great bully that, is n''t he, Trader? 6180 Her lovers? |
6180 | How can ye have it out wid a woman? |
6180 | Is it digging out or carvin''in y''are? |
6180 | Is that saddle for Ida? 6180 Is that the word av a frind?" |
6180 | Malahide is a long way off,said Pierre,"but when one travels why should n''t the other?" |
6180 | Mother o''saints,he said,"has it come to that, after all these years? |
6180 | Must this go on? |
6180 | No fightin'', did ye say? 6180 Not more than two at a time, was it?" |
6180 | Oh, is that it? |
6180 | On your oath, Macavoy? |
6180 | Out with her? |
6180 | To the finger call of Hilton''s wife, eh? |
6180 | Well,said Pierre to Wonta,"he is amusing, eh?--so big a coward, eh?" |
6180 | Well,said Pierre,"what about those five at Wonta''s tent?" |
6180 | What Ballzeboob''s tricks are y''at now? |
6180 | What are you going to give? |
6180 | What d''ye mean, by such talk to me, sir? 6180 What do you know av-- av that woman?" |
6180 | What five, then? |
6180 | What for should anny man run from a woman? |
6180 | What will you do? |
6180 | What''s that he said? |
6180 | What''s that, me Frinchman? |
6180 | What''s this y''are sayin''to me? |
6180 | What''s to be done now? |
6180 | What-- what is she doing? |
6180 | Whin you plaze; but a word in your ear; are you sure she''ll not follow us? |
6180 | Who are you? |
6180 | Why d''ye kape the door opin whin the child''s perishin''? |
6180 | Why, what-- do you-- fight? |
6180 | Will to- night do-- at sunset? |
6180 | Will you fight? |
6180 | You had a child, then? |
6180 | You would keep her? |
6180 | You''ve been taking a walk in the country, then? |
6180 | ''Ay, little Tim Macavoy,''he says, says he,''you''ve bin''atin''the husks av idleness long enough; when are you goin''to buckle to? |
6180 | ''Buckle to,''says I,''Father Corraine? |
6180 | A flood under the surface, a tidal river- what? |
6180 | A purty weddin''gift, says I? |
6180 | Allons, what is the good? |
6180 | An''a dab wid red wax it shall have, an''what more be the word o''Freddy Tarlton the lawyer?" |
6180 | And where''s that grand leather belt of yours, eh, my monarch?" |
6180 | Buckle to, yer riv''rince?'' |
6180 | But what the devil good does all yer thinkin''do ye, Pierre? |
6180 | D''ye know the double- an''-twist?" |
6180 | Do yees iver see her now, Pierre?" |
6180 | Every morning at sunrise they begin to eddy and roll-- and who ever saw a stranger sight? |
6180 | For he''s only bragging, of course-- eh?" |
6180 | For what? |
6180 | Have you a mind for Wonta?" |
6180 | He looked at Macavoy musingly, and said to himself:"Well, why not? |
6180 | He roared, as, perhaps, he had never roared before:"Are ye all gone mad- mad- mad? |
6180 | He''ll stand by me in it-- eh, Pierre?" |
6180 | Her lovers, is it? |
6180 | How can you fight a woman?" |
6180 | Is it her and Hilton that''s to ate aff one dish togither? |
6180 | Is there truth on y''r tongue?" |
6180 | Macavoy gave the hand a grasp that turned Pierre sick, and asked:"Had ye iver a child av y''r own, Pierre- iver wan at all?" |
6180 | More than one of them did not believe at first; but, pshaw, what have I been doing all my life to let such fellows doubt me? |
6180 | Pierre was about to rise, but Macavoy suddenly pinned him to his seat with this question:"Did y''iver have a wife, thin, Pierre?" |
6180 | Presently Pierre said aloud:"Well, my Macavoy, what will you do? |
6180 | Promissory notice on demand is it anny toime? |
6180 | S''t, Pierre--"his voice grew softer on a sudden, as a fresh thought came to him--"did y''ever think that the child might be dumb like the mother?" |
6180 | Send this good gift?" |
6180 | She said, would they not search the house? |
6180 | Sure, y''are comin'', ai n''t you, me darlins?" |
6180 | They had the place, but could they hold it? |
6180 | Well?" |
6180 | What food and water were there within? |
6180 | What is life without these things? |
6180 | What was I to do? |
6180 | What was there to do? |
6180 | What would women of that sort do? |
6180 | What''s that for? |
6180 | Who can tell what it is? |
6180 | Who could tell but she might need help? |
6180 | Will ye have a drop av drink-- cold water, man-- near, an''a sponge betune whiles? |
6180 | Yet, what to do? |
6180 | You think that sounds like a woman or a priest? |
6180 | an''run away, is it? |
6180 | asked Pierre;"by the book av the Mass?" |
6180 | fight her? |
6180 | he said;"have n''t you had your fill of it?" |
6180 | is it? |
6180 | said Wonta, starting to her feet;"who is the other woman?" |
6186 | Am I not a white man''s wife? |
6186 | Are you comin''with me, Nance, dear? |
6186 | But I mus''to get there, an''you- you will to help me, eh? |
6186 | But if the white man''s Medicine fail? |
6186 | But if there were the Sun Medicine also, the Medicine of the days long ago? |
6186 | But now? |
6186 | Ca n''t have a fire, I suppose? |
6186 | Clint right or wrong? 6186 Do you think you could stand a little parting?" |
6186 | Do you want to risk all and lose? |
6186 | Have all your dreams come true, my mother? |
6186 | Have you told her you''ve got a wife-- down East? 6186 Hiding him away here--""Hiding? |
6186 | How d''ye cook without fire? |
6186 | How long? |
6186 | How long? |
6186 | Is that your shack-- that where you shake down? |
6186 | It is Medicine for a white man, will it be Medicine for an Indian? |
6186 | Long way, I no can get dere in time? |
6186 | My name''s Buckmaster, ai n''t it-- Jim Buckmaster? 6186 No chance to get him at the Fort?" |
6186 | Qui va la? 6186 Qui va la? |
6186 | Show you what? |
6186 | Take me with you-- me-- where? |
6186 | Tell me again-- it is so at last? |
6186 | Tell me,she said quietly--"tell me how you are able to save Haman?" |
6186 | Then the moon''s up almost? |
6186 | There-- rock? |
6186 | Was it any of your business, Abe? |
6186 | Was that all Ricketts told you, Buck? |
6186 | Water? |
6186 | What are you doing out there, Mitiahwe? |
6186 | What did I say? |
6186 | What do you mean? |
6186 | What does he know about the business? 6186 What for?" |
6186 | What has happened? 6186 What have you to do with Haman?" |
6186 | What is it, Mitiahwe? |
6186 | What is that? |
6186 | What time is it? |
6186 | What time, if please? |
6186 | What was it you were saying? 6186 What was the story Ricketts told you? |
6186 | What''s that-- what''s that you say? 6186 What''s the use of my hearin''? |
6186 | When did you eat last? |
6186 | When was that? |
6186 | Why did n''t Ricketts tell it right out at once? |
6186 | Why did n''t you tell me he was here? |
6186 | Why do you do this kind of thing? 6186 Why do you want to go the''quick''way to Askatoon?" |
6186 | Why do you want to go the''quick''way to Askatoon? |
6186 | Why, gol darn it, Nance, what''s got into you? 6186 Will you not to show me?" |
6186 | Would n''t it be better for the law to hang him, if you''ve got the proof, Buck? 6186 You can show me dat way?" |
6186 | You go on-- how can you go on? |
6186 | You not happy-- you not like me here? |
6186 | You''re sure Greevy killed your boy, Buck? |
6186 | You''re sure he did it? |
6186 | Your old home was in Nove Scotia, was n''t it, Dingan? |
6186 | A nice quiet time coming on the border, Abe, eh?" |
6186 | A year or so in jail, an''a long time to think over what''s going round his neck on the scaffold-- wouldn''t that suit you, if you''ve got the proof?" |
6186 | And now that Mitiahwe had been told that he would go, what would she do? |
6186 | Anne?" |
6186 | Are you a colonel, or a captain, or only a principal private?" |
6186 | Are you comin''?" |
6186 | But if there were the red man''s Medicine too--""What is the red man''s Medicine?" |
6186 | D''ye see?" |
6186 | Did I not see it all in my dream, and follow after them to take them to my heart? |
6186 | Did I? |
6186 | Do n''t I know my own name? |
6186 | Have you told her that you''ve got a wife you married when you were at college-- and as good a girl as ever lived?" |
6186 | He was sure to do it; and, when he had done it, and found her gone on this errand, what would he do? |
6186 | Herself-- to leave her here, who had been so much to him? |
6186 | His people? |
6186 | His return? |
6186 | How goes it-- all right?" |
6186 | How long have I slept?" |
6186 | I''m a bit of hickory, I''m not a prairie- flower--""Who said you was a prairie- flower? |
6186 | Is it so, ma''m''selle?" |
6186 | Never-- wronged- a- woman? |
6186 | Presently he said, holding out his pipe,"You not like smoke, mebbe?" |
6186 | Shall the white man''s Medicine fail? |
6186 | She called into the icy void,"Qui va la? |
6186 | Then I waked with a cry, but my man was beside me, and his arm was round my neck; and this dream, is it not a foolish dream, my mother?" |
6186 | Walk into the parlour?" |
6186 | Was he going? |
6186 | Were they both thinking of the same thing now? |
6186 | What did he ever do but what was right? |
6186 | What did your boy tell Ricketts? |
6186 | What had she said to the prisoner? |
6186 | What was Ba''tiste to her? |
6186 | What would she herself do if she were in Mitiahwe''s place? |
6186 | What''s got into you, Abe?" |
6186 | What''s he doing out here? |
6186 | What''s she to me?" |
6186 | When Long Hand comes, what will Mitiahwe say to him?" |
6186 | Where?" |
6186 | Who goes?" |
6186 | Who is it? |
6186 | Who is it?" |
6186 | Who were you speaking to?" |
6186 | Who''s been hiding him? |
6186 | Why are you off the trail?" |
6186 | Why did Ba''tiste haunt her so? |
6186 | Why do you smuggle?" |
6186 | Why had she not gone with him and attempted the shorter way the quick way, he had called it? |
6186 | Why had she not gone with him? |
6186 | Would he go? |
6186 | Would he reach Askatoon in time, she wondered, as she shut the door? |
6186 | You comin''with me, Nance?" |
6186 | You remember how Clint used to laugh sort of low and teasin''like-- you remember that laugh o''Clint''s, do n''t you?" |
6186 | You''re ready to step in when he steps out, ai n''t you, Lablache?" |
6182 | ''Father,''she said all at once,''have you killed the man that killed Fenn?'' 6182 ''Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbour''?" |
6182 | ''Why should the door be shut?'' |
6182 | And as time went on? |
6182 | And no one-- is coming? |
6182 | And so you punish yourself? |
6182 | And the woman? 6182 But there is more?" |
6182 | But what will my father do? |
6182 | But what will you do? |
6182 | But,said Lawless, not heeding the scene,"what about that sixth bullet?" |
6182 | But?--but? |
6182 | Can you not guess? 6182 Did you not hate?" |
6182 | Do you think that evens John Marcey''s death? |
6182 | Do you throw your life away if you do what is the only thing you are told to do? |
6182 | Ever since? |
6182 | Fingall took it to spare the girl, eh? |
6182 | Give''em back, Mallory? 6182 He has not come here?" |
6182 | Heavy of heart is the Red Patrol--( Why should the key- hole rust?) 6182 How is she?" |
6182 | How long have you lived here? |
6182 | How long was that ago? |
6182 | I am out of the world; why tempt it all again? 6182 I helped you out of a bad scrape on the river?" |
6182 | If he saves the Company''s man, that will make up the man he lost for them, eh-- you think that, eh? |
6182 | Is she mad? |
6182 | It is no answer,she said:"what will my father do?" |
6182 | It''s more to you to understand you than to be good, eh? |
6182 | Life is so strange, and who knows what is not life, my child? |
6182 | Mad? 6182 Nothing has been heard of any of them?" |
6182 | She knew you? |
6182 | She was married then? |
6182 | She will get well? |
6182 | The answer is well,returned Fawdor;"but what is the greatest commandment that a man can make for himself?" |
6182 | The girl? |
6182 | The mail came once every year from the world? |
6182 | The shutter? |
6182 | The ten? |
6182 | Well, after? |
6182 | Well? |
6182 | What came after? |
6182 | What commandments have you made for yourself, Pierre? |
6182 | What could I have done then? |
6182 | What did you do with him? |
6182 | What is the use? |
6182 | What is the way? |
6182 | What matter? 6182 What was it he said to you?" |
6182 | What will my father Athabasca do? |
6182 | Where did she get it? |
6182 | Where is he now? |
6182 | Who can tell? 6182 Who killed the lad?" |
6182 | Why did you not go back? |
6182 | Why does my father fear to speak to his child? |
6182 | Will you not stay, Cynthie? |
6182 | Would n''t it be just as well to give''em back, sir? |
6182 | Would you? |
6182 | You do n''t care for things so rough, mebbe? |
6182 | You hear? 6182 You saw him, there amie?" |
6182 | You see as far as Indian Island? |
6182 | You will come again,she said;"you will-- help me?" |
6182 | ''The Scarlet Hunter is sick for home--( Why should the door be shut?)''" |
6182 | Another--""Another?" |
6182 | Better luck next time, eh? |
6182 | Broken down, eh? |
6182 | Brydon frowned, then said:"Well, made for what, Pierre?" |
6182 | But why did she live here? |
6182 | But why did she sing that song? |
6182 | Can you see the Eddy?" |
6182 | Do you know the secret of life, Pierre?" |
6182 | Do you know where is the home of the White Swan? |
6182 | Do you think it true, father?" |
6182 | Fawdor?'' |
6182 | Had she and her mother gone to Winnipeg to be near Laforce, to comfort him? |
6182 | Has Mitawawa seen him since the shameful day?" |
6182 | He came to her, and"Ah, p''tite Lucille,"he said,"you remember me, eh? |
6182 | How can you tell the way things happen? |
6182 | I was not to read them till you died-- bien?" |
6182 | If thou art blinded even at the door, The door of the Safe Tent, Sing in thy heart, Rejoice, O son of man, thy pilot leads thee home?'' |
6182 | It was just below where you stand.... Father, can you see its face?" |
6182 | Long has he watched, and far has he called The lonely sentinel of the North:"Who goes there?" |
6182 | Made for this?" |
6182 | Marcey is sleeping-- what does it matter? |
6182 | Must a child not be responsible? |
6182 | Presently he heard the voice again:"He waits at the threshold stone--( Why should the key- hole rust?) |
6182 | Shall I give them back? |
6182 | THE HOUSE WITH THE BROKEN SHUTTER"He stands in the porch of the world--( Why should the door be shut?) |
6182 | That was it--"Hungry and cold is the Red Patrol--( Why should the door be shut?) |
6182 | The Scarlet Hunter has come to bide,( Why is the window barred?)" |
6182 | The Scarlet Hunter has come to bide--( Why is the window barred?)" |
6182 | The Scarlet Hunter is sick for home,( Why should the blind be drawn?)" |
6182 | The Scarlet Hunter is sick for home,( Why should the blind be drawn?)" |
6182 | The eagle broods at his side,( Why should the blind be drawn?) |
6182 | The evening wore on, and in the little back room a woman''s voice said:"Is it morning yet, father?" |
6182 | The grey wolf waits at his heel,( Why is the window barred?) |
6182 | The letters were lost, I suppose, on the way to me, somehow-- who can tell? |
6182 | The old man? |
6182 | The rapids long and the banks of green, As we ride away in the morning, On the froth of the Long Lachine?" |
6182 | They had almost reached the shore, when Pierre cried out sharply:"What''s that?" |
6182 | Was Laforce free now, and was she unwilling? |
6182 | What difference to me-- five, or forty, or ninety? |
6182 | What do you think? |
6182 | What does a woman care for the world when she loves a man? |
6182 | What had happened? |
6182 | What is the good of saying,''Thou shalt keep holy the Sabbath day,''when a man lives where he does not know the days? |
6182 | What is the good of saying,''Thou shalt not steal,''when a man has no heart to rob, and there is nothing to steal? |
6182 | What was the good of lying? |
6182 | What will you do?" |
6182 | Why did I go? |
6182 | Why not justice on myself? |
6182 | Will you go and look?" |
6182 | Will you take them yourself?" |
6182 | Will you?" |
6182 | You have not read them?" |
6182 | You know her, Pierre-- her story?" |
6182 | to the wandering soul: Heavy of heart is the Red Patrol( Why should the key- hole rust?) |
6175 | An''who''s to bury her, the poor colleen? |
6175 | And who is the law- breaker, Sergeant Tom? |
6175 | Are you man or devil? |
6175 | Did you call, Jen? |
6175 | Eh, Sergeant Tom, it is you? 6175 Father, father,"she said,--"what is it?" |
6175 | Father, will you tell the truth to me? 6175 He ca n''t never come here, Pierre, can he?" |
6175 | I say,said the corporal, taking the papers--"what''s your name?" |
6175 | Me darlin'',he said,"have y''come to me?" |
6175 | Nothing-- nothing would keep you? |
6175 | Pierre, do you mean that? |
6175 | Poison, Jen? 6175 See, see, father,"she said,"Pretty Pierre and-- and can it be Val?" |
6175 | What difference does it make to you, Jen? |
6175 | What difference-- what difference to me? 6175 What do you go there for, Pretty Pierre?" |
6175 | What do you want me to do? |
6175 | What''s that you''re doing, Galbraith? |
6175 | When shall it to be? |
6175 | Who''s there? 6175 Why does my own flesh and blood do such wicked tricks to an Irish soldier? |
6175 | Why should you wake him? 6175 With Pretty Pierre-- Pierre?" |
6175 | You are better, Sergeant Tom? |
6175 | You carried that letter to Inspector Jules last night, Jen? |
6175 | After some scalawag that''s broke the law?" |
6175 | After? |
6175 | And look: if the Riders of the Plains should stop here to- night, or to- morrow, you will be cool-- cool, eh?" |
6175 | And she? |
6175 | And what brings you down here, Sergeant Tom? |
6175 | And yet again, woman- like, she knew it would lead to the same conclusion:"You must go to- night?" |
6175 | But I-- I''ve paid my debt, have n''t I, Jen?" |
6175 | But he said hoarsely, and with an attempt at being brave--"How dare you enter my house with out knocking? |
6175 | But her father? |
6175 | But was the song so pointless to the occasion, after all, and was the man so abstracted and indifferent as he seemed? |
6175 | But you will, all the same, bring him to justice-- you call it that? |
6175 | Could her father approve of any harm happening to Tom? |
6175 | Curse you, why do n''t you go?" |
6175 | Did they think he was ill? |
6175 | Do you know me?" |
6175 | Do you think a white girl is like a redskin woman, to be sold as you sell your wives and daughters to the squaw- men and white loafers, you reptile?'' |
6175 | Eh, Galbraith? |
6175 | Eh, Sergeant Tom, what is the matter? |
6175 | Eh? |
6175 | Eh? |
6175 | Galbraith again said to his daughter,--"Jen, you carried them papers? |
6175 | Galbraith put the little vial back in his waistcoat pocket, and presently said:"What will you have to drink, Pretty Pierre?" |
6175 | Had there ever been? |
6175 | Had they anything to do with this sleep? |
6175 | Have I been asleep? |
6175 | He showed anxiety; that was unmistakable, but was it the anxiety of guilt of any kind? |
6175 | His look was of mingled wonder and despair, as he said, in a gasping whisper,"You carried that letter to Archangel''s Rise?" |
6175 | I regret to disturb you, but you will sit, eh?" |
6175 | In the sitting- room Sergeant Tom was saying:"Where is your brother, Miss Galbraith?" |
6175 | Is Val quite, quite safe?" |
6175 | Is it flesh and blood they think I am? |
6175 | Jon replied, a secret triumph at her heart:"But what about his orders, the papers he was to carry to Archangel''s Rise? |
6175 | No? |
6175 | Now what will we do, Larry, me boy? |
6175 | Oh,"he added, as he caught sight of the familiar uniform;"where from?" |
6175 | Perhaps I can be of use here?" |
6175 | Sergeant Tom smiled a little grimly, then he nodded and said:"Been at it ever since, Pretty Pierre? |
6175 | She hated herself, but why deepen his misery? |
6175 | Slowly it came to him that Little Hammer was keeping him alive against the will of the spirits-- but why should they strike him instead of the Indian? |
6175 | Stay here is it, me boy? |
6175 | Still, we do n''t hector him, Sergeant Tom; hectoring never does any good, does it?" |
6175 | That you should be a murderer?" |
6175 | The coffee- was that the key? |
6175 | The danger? |
6175 | The half- breed, still musing, replied:"An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth-- is that it, Shon?" |
6175 | The woman? |
6175 | Then he added:"What is the matter? |
6175 | Then he turned from her, and with hand clenched and teeth set spoke to the soldier:"Have n''t you heard enough? |
6175 | Then the halfbreed said to him,"You were careful-- thirty drops?" |
6175 | Then the old man said:"Better give him some of that old cheese, Jen, had n''t you? |
6175 | There''s some fresh coffee, is n''t there, Jen?" |
6175 | They''re a lovely band of pilgrims are the Riders of the Plains Will some sinner please to pass around the hat?" |
6175 | To him Val said:"Why, dad, what''s the matter? |
6175 | Val is safe now--"In a low strained voice, interrupting him, she said,"Did Val leave you wounded so on the prairie?" |
6175 | Was he dead? |
6175 | Was it connected with the papers? |
6175 | Was there any sun in the world? |
6175 | Was this sleep natural? |
6175 | We''ll let him sleep till noon, or longer-- or longer, wo n''t we, Pierre?" |
6175 | Well, we understand each other,''hein?''" |
6175 | Well? |
6175 | What about his being back at Fort Desire in the time given him?" |
6175 | What brings you so far from your straw- bed at Fort Desire?" |
6175 | What do you want?" |
6175 | What had happened? |
6175 | What should one hope for but that vengeance should be taken out of the hands of mortals, and be delivered to the angry spirits? |
6175 | What should the gods do but frown, or the elements be at, but howling on their path? |
6175 | What spite made you do this?" |
6175 | What was the matter? |
6175 | What was to be done? |
6175 | What would you do, judge honourable? |
6175 | What''s this Irish policeman to you? |
6175 | When was I here last, Ma''m''selle?" |
6175 | Where did you say he was hid?" |
6175 | Who has robbed me? |
6175 | Why did you do it? |
6175 | Why does it give poison to an Irish soldier?" |
6175 | Why is my cheek so? |
6175 | Why should it? |
6175 | Why was he dressed in civilian''s clothes? |
6175 | Why, you''re comin''in, are n''t you? |
6175 | Will you not listen? |
6175 | Will you permit me to light a cigarette? |
6175 | Will you say what I ask you, Jen?" |
6175 | Yet what could be done? |
6175 | Yet, as Sergeant Tom often asked himself during the past six months, why should he think of her? |
6175 | You have not told her?" |
6175 | You know the word''Raca''of the Book? |
6175 | You see, Galbraith?" |
6175 | You see? |
6175 | You''re not keepin''a grudge agin me, my girl?" |
6175 | his revolver, where was it? |
6175 | or fire or heat anywhere, or anything but wind and snow in all God''s universe? |
6175 | shock or some physical chill? |
6175 | well?" |
6175 | what is that? |
6175 | what was I sayin''? |
6175 | whin shall it be, Pierre?" |
6190 | And his schooling, and his clothing, and everything; and you have to pay for it all? |
6190 | And so you put your hand in the railway company''s money- chest? |
6190 | And stake what''s left on the last throw? |
6190 | Are you sure I was n''t calling you, and you had to come? |
6190 | Are you sure it was n''t me? |
6190 | Ben, you will do it to- night-- then? |
6190 | Blackmail- you think I''ll stand it? |
6190 | Come now, how much? |
6190 | Did he do that, Jo? |
6190 | Did you want to see me? |
6190 | Do n''t you know me? |
6190 | Do what? |
6190 | Do you see him up here ever? |
6190 | Does any one know his real history? 6190 Eh ben, it is all right-- yes?" |
6190 | For small stakes? |
6190 | Glad to see you? 6190 Goin''on by stage?" |
6190 | He does n''t look rich, does he? |
6190 | How did you know he was up here? |
6190 | How? 6190 I said the Beast of Revelations-- don''t you know the Scriptures?" |
6190 | If I had to go to prison-- or swing, as you say, do you think I''d go with my mouth shut? 6190 In Heaven''s name, why did you talk to that man?" |
6190 | Is he as rich an old miser as they say? |
6190 | Is he so bad? |
6190 | May I come in? |
6190 | Or you''ll set the law on him? |
6190 | Qui reste la-- Lygon? |
6190 | Racing-- cards? |
6190 | Shall I do it? |
6190 | She here-- out here? |
6190 | There is a way-- have you never thought of it? 6190 They know-- the railway people-- Shaughnessy knows?" |
6190 | Thief- thief? |
6190 | Two thousand dollars-- nothing less? |
6190 | What are you doing here? 6190 What brings you out here, Jo?" |
6190 | What did she come here for? |
6190 | What do you want for your shack and the lake? |
6190 | What do you want with him--not medicine of that old quack, that dreadful man? |
6190 | What do you want with me, then? |
6190 | What do you want-- medicine? |
6190 | What do you want? 6190 What do you want?" |
6190 | What for, Jo? 6190 What has he done?" |
6190 | What is his name? |
6190 | What is it-- quick? |
6190 | What is it? |
6190 | What is that to you? |
6190 | What is the matter, Flood? |
6190 | What the devil''s all this? 6190 What''s his price in the open market?" |
6190 | What''s that scar on your forehead, Jo? 6190 What''s your game? |
6190 | Where am I going, then? |
6190 | Where do you come from? |
6190 | Who is Dupont? |
6190 | Who told you- the truth? |
6190 | Why are you so dreadfully poor-- and everything? |
6190 | Why did I do it? 6190 Why did I never notice the likeness before?" |
6190 | Why did you never write and tell me that, Jo? 6190 Why do n''t you hit out, sergeant?" |
6190 | Why do n''t you sleep? |
6190 | Why should you ruin your life for him? |
6190 | Would n''t you have come if you knew I was here? |
6190 | You call me a beast? |
6190 | You got the ten t''ousan''each-- in cash or cheque, eh? 6190 You said it was for Dan,"he said--"Dan Welldon?" |
6190 | You want me to go to prison, then? |
6190 | You were never bad,she added; then, with an arm sweeping the universe,"Oh, is n''t it all good, and is n''t it all worth living?" |
6190 | You''ll do what''s right- by Bobby? |
6190 | ......................"Who told you? |
6190 | ........................."Say, ai n''t he pretty?" |
6190 | A moment, then he added:"The letter was n''t to be sent here in his own name, was it?" |
6190 | AS DEEP AS THE SEA"What can I do, Dan? |
6190 | And you''ve kept, Dorl''s child with your own money all these years?" |
6190 | Are n''t you glad to see me?" |
6190 | Boys, what is he-- what-- is he? |
6190 | By speaking to your sister?" |
6190 | Could n''t you see what the end would be, if your plunging did n''t come off? |
6190 | Debilitated, demoralised, how could he, even if he wished, struggle against this powerful confederate, as powerful in will as in body? |
6190 | Did n''t he go by that name when you saw him?" |
6190 | Did this Caliban have some understanding of what was at stake in his heart and soul? |
6190 | Did you come to see me?" |
6190 | Do you sometimes, even in your dreams, speak to me? |
6190 | Does any one know him here? |
6190 | Does it look so bad?" |
6190 | Far beneath unconsciousness is there the summons of your spirit to me? |
6190 | Has any one seen him?" |
6190 | How did you come to speak to him, Grace?" |
6190 | How much did you figure you could get out of me, if I let you bleed me?" |
6190 | Is it so secret?" |
6190 | Is it-- is it you that calls? |
6190 | It''s eight years old now, is n''t it?" |
6190 | Now we want another ten t''ousan''to us each, to forget we do it for him--hein?" |
6190 | Presently he steadied to the ordeal of suspense, while he kept saying to himself,"What does he know-- what-- which?" |
6190 | Right enough, is n''t it?" |
6190 | The cheque or the money- hein?" |
6190 | There was old Lamson-- fifteen hundred for the goitre on his neck; and Mrs. Gilligan for the cancer-- two thousand, was n''t it? |
6190 | Tincture of Lebanon leaves you called the medicine, did n''t you? |
6190 | Was he to commit a new crime? |
6190 | Was it to go on? |
6190 | Was she afraid of something? |
6190 | Well, Jo?" |
6190 | What brings you here? |
6190 | What brought you, Flood?" |
6190 | What do you want with Dorl?" |
6190 | What do you want with me?" |
6190 | What do you want?" |
6190 | What had it to do with the face of this outcast she had just left? |
6190 | What is your business with him? |
6190 | What-- is-- Sergeant Foyle-- boys?" |
6190 | When you threatened others as you did me, and life seemed such a little thing in others--can''t you think?" |
6190 | Where were you going when you came across me here?" |
6190 | Who are you?" |
6190 | Why, do you know where you are? |
6190 | With no eye upon him? |
6190 | Wo n''t you tell me? |
6190 | Would it never end? |
6190 | You do n''t mean you''re trying to arrest me again, after letting me go?" |
6190 | You will leave him to me?" |
59220 | Did you give anybody your key? |
59220 | Did you see the watch they gave Davie? 59220 Did you think I came out here to get a sleep, my boy? |
59220 | Give them a bed? 59220 Good- day, John; warm job, eh?" |
59220 | Had he a parcel when you found him? |
59220 | How is she? |
59220 | How much can I draw on for that? |
59220 | I suppose you''ve heard all about it, Mrs. Lamb, and the mess I''ve made of things? |
59220 | I''m an old fool and I know it, but what does it matter? 59220 I''m going to look for Bill Bird, Mary, and if I get him I''ll bring him home-- how would it do if you go on with the Frasers?" |
59220 | If every individual in this world treated the fallen as you do, would it be easy or hard for that one to get into the Kingdom of God? |
59220 | Let you come home? 59220 May I then ask if a parcel containing toys had any place in that deal?" |
59220 | Say, pilot,said Frank at the noon hour,"where d''you learn that gait you struck last night?" |
59220 | Say, preacher, warn''t that there story about the Bishop and the silver candlesticks a bit fishy? 59220 Take a drink o''water?" |
59220 | Wad it no''be better to put him off for a few months to see whether he could stan''alone first? |
59220 | What are we doing,he asked,"either as a church or as individuals, for these men? |
59220 | What would you do with them? 59220 What''s that you said, preacher? |
59220 | When are you going to wear the starched dog- collar, John? |
59220 | Where was his mother? |
59220 | Who lives in the shack on the hillside? |
59220 | Why did his father run so far? |
59220 | Why not send her to that new Rescue Home till we get more particulars? 59220 You think my name is Flossie, do n''t you, Miss Buchanan?" |
59220 | Ai n''t his brother in Kingston Penitentiary this very minute? |
59220 | And then that hand- clasp, and that identification of himself with the poorest settler''s problems, and sorrows-- who could forget these things? |
59220 | Andrew''s?" |
59220 | Any booze going? |
59220 | Any dance after? |
59220 | But what has happened anyway?" |
59220 | Can we get right away?" |
59220 | Could anything have happened? |
59220 | Could you fix them for me?" |
59220 | D''you want a fight? |
59220 | Dean''s pipe? |
59220 | Did n''t me and the county constable arrest his father when he pretty nigh murdered Sam Collins? |
59220 | Did the death make any difference to the parents? |
59220 | Did we pass through much fire? |
59220 | Did you ever think how much the tailor can co- operate with God in fixing a man up?" |
59220 | Do n''t I know the whole bunch? |
59220 | Do you know anything about it?" |
59220 | Fearnon?" |
59220 | For nineteen years I''ve been in the hands of the doctor or the policeman-- my passions rip me to pieces-- men ca n''t help me; I wonder if God can? |
59220 | For whom are our services, if not for the sinful?" |
59220 | Has Satan any opposition from us as he enslaves our fellow- countrymen? |
59220 | He finished up with the sickliest kind of smile I ever set eyes on, and yelled,''You fool: do you think I''m up here on a Sunday School picnic?'' |
59220 | How long would Jimmy be here? |
59220 | How soon do you wish to go, dear?" |
59220 | How''s that, boys?" |
59220 | I wonder if God does? |
59220 | If every individual in this world treated the fallen as you do, my friend, would it be easy or hard for that one to get into the Kingdom of God? |
59220 | If the whole world goes back on Jesus Christ we two''ll stick to him,''cause we know what He can do; do n''t we, Charlie?" |
59220 | In response to an invitation to attend an evening service one miner replied:"Meeting, eh? |
59220 | Instantly the little ones ceased their singing, as Grace joyously shouted,"It''s daddy; Santa Claus will come now, wo n''t he, mother?" |
59220 | Is it any of your business?'' |
59220 | Is n''t there some man here to- night who wants to do the decent thing, and who will accept His offer of help in the biggest fight any man has?" |
59220 | It looked like it, did n''t it? |
59220 | Later on he told how he used to feel like saying,"Why wo n''t you believe in me, and stand by me, and give me a fighting chance?" |
59220 | Making his way through the snow, he said,"Ai n''t you going to give us a call to- day? |
59220 | McLaren''s son was killed on the railway? |
59220 | No? |
59220 | Oh, God, can you help me? |
59220 | RUTH AND THE PRODIGAL THE PRODIGAL"Is n''t he awful looking, Mother? |
59220 | Say, Charlie, when yer away down there I''ll be kind er lonely; how would it be if yer made a bit of a prayer once in a while for me?" |
59220 | See here, preacher, ai n''t it about time you fellers stopped talking one thing and serving up another? |
59220 | Seems like a miracle, do n''t it, that John Gage has been sober for five weeks?" |
59220 | Something better than that? |
59220 | Stewart?" |
59220 | Suddenly standing out on the carpet he looked at the preacher, and said,"Why in the devil do n''t you go home? |
59220 | Surely the young woman you have named needs a place of refuge?" |
59220 | Taken by surprise the man asked,"Who in the---- are you?" |
59220 | There were a number of interruptions from the occupant of the little bed:"Why did n''t he go home before he got so dreadful hungry, Mother?" |
59220 | They look pretty well damaged just now, eh? |
59220 | Was Bill still inside, and if so, how could he get hold of him? |
59220 | Was he dreaming? |
59220 | Was it that yearning that brought Jack back again in less than half an hour? |
59220 | Was there any chance? |
59220 | Well, darling, you wanted to know why daddy let poor Mr. Gage come in so often? |
59220 | What about a horse? |
59220 | What could be done under such circumstances? |
59220 | What did I know about a different kind of life? |
59220 | What had happened? |
59220 | What''s that you said? |
59220 | What_ will_ people say?" |
59220 | When the Superintendent appeared he said,"Is this where Lavina Berson is?" |
59220 | When would we visit the field? |
59220 | Where could I have gone? |
59220 | Where shall the wanderers be welcome if not in the Father''s House? |
59220 | Where shall those whom He created and for whom He died find friendship and help, if not in that company of worshippers who cry''Our Father''?" |
59220 | Which would reach them first? |
59220 | Who can understand the power of the touch of a child''s hand? |
59220 | Who cares?" |
59220 | Who would have the courage to attempt a fresh start and face all the difficulties arising out of such a disaster? |
59220 | Who would have wanted me? |
59220 | Who? |
59220 | Why does daddy let him come in so much? |
59220 | Will you at least make the effort, and leave the results to your Master?" |
59220 | Will you let me come home?" |
59220 | With a whispered cry,"How long, O Lord, how long?" |
59220 | Wot''s the snake- room like, did you say? |
59220 | Would she not wait and try to get on the train? |
59220 | Would you want them around the house?" |
59220 | You do, eh? |
59220 | You know the hymn that says--''Christ will hold me fast''? |
59220 | You know what I mean, do n''t you?" |
59220 | You want a peep hin, eh? |
59220 | do you call on anybody else except Protestants? |
59220 | his ear''s half gone, see? |
59220 | please, you wo n''t mind me asking, but would you stay for dinner; we''ve never had a minister take a bite in our house, and Jimmy''d be so pleased?" |
59220 | we''ll stay by it, wo n''t we? |
59220 | what''ll we all do?" |
59220 | will I ever forget that day in the Fall when he fell off the fence on to the scythe he was carrying? |
59220 | you know that curve about a mile and a half below the bridge? |
6184 | Are you going-- alone? |
6184 | But what if you are stunned, or do not care? |
6184 | Ca n''t we come aboard without that? |
6184 | D''ye mean to say,he groaned,"that the game is up? |
6184 | Dad,she said,"are you asleep?" |
6184 | Do you surrender? |
6184 | Eight or nine? 6184 He''s sure to come?" |
6184 | How many times have you met him? |
6184 | I bin a good dad to ye, hain''t I, Liddy? |
6184 | Is money-- gold-- contraband? |
6184 | Is n''t that enough to start with? 6184 It is n''t wise to go alone, for if there''s trouble and I should go down, who''s to tell the truth? |
6184 | Look like you? 6184 Money? |
6184 | Never had no ma but Manette, did ye? |
6184 | Pshaw,she said,"what does he want?" |
6184 | She is of age? |
6184 | So- so? |
6184 | Suppose they should turn and fight? |
6184 | The Belle Chatelaine? 6184 They want-- Lydia-- to keep house for them?" |
6184 | Think that''s whisky? |
6184 | Want? 6184 Well?--Why do n''t you fetch him?" |
6184 | What I will? 6184 What are they doing there?" |
6184 | What do you want? |
6184 | What do you want? |
6184 | What does she say about it herself? |
6184 | What have you got to say about it? |
6184 | What if I should take her with me? |
6184 | What is money to him? 6184 What is that?" |
6184 | What is the thing to do in such a case? |
6184 | What is the worst thing that can happen a man, eh? |
6184 | What kept you, Gobal? |
6184 | What will I understand? |
6184 | What will you do if you get the money? |
6184 | When Throng is put to By- by what will you do? |
6184 | When do you expect Gobal? |
6184 | Which way? |
6184 | Who said to go alone? |
6184 | Who''re you talking for? |
6184 | Why do you go? 6184 Why do you stand by it now?" |
6184 | Will you let me search? |
6184 | Will you ride on? |
6184 | You do n''t think he''ll last long? |
6184 | You''ve got our man? |
6184 | ''Member when she tended that felon o''yourn, Pierre?" |
6184 | --a breach of the peace?--a misdemeanour? |
6184 | Ai n''t I done fair by her always-- ain''t I? |
6184 | Ai n''t tomorrow bakin''-day?" |
6184 | Bien?" |
6184 | Bissonnette and I could make a stand for it alone, but what''s to become of you? |
6184 | But now he said in a half monotone:"Have you seen the way I have built my nest? |
6184 | But the same matter had been in his mind when, later, he asked,"What is the worst thing that can happen to a man?" |
6184 | Come, where''s the good? |
6184 | Contraband? |
6184 | Do n''t I know how the Ministers and the officers have done their duty at Quebec? |
6184 | Do you mean it?" |
6184 | Does it come within the act? |
6184 | Eh, Tarboe?" |
6184 | For the rest, you shall keep a quiet tongue, eh? |
6184 | H.''M''sieu''le capitaine, is it like that?" |
6184 | Has n''t everybody stood up and said there was n''t anyone like her in the North? |
6184 | Have n''t I always kept my word like a clock?" |
6184 | Have n''t we set store by her? |
6184 | Have you come to surrender?" |
6184 | He was not disposed to let his enemy off on even such terms, so he now turned to Joan and said:"What say you to a chase of the gentleman?" |
6184 | Hein?" |
6184 | Hello, my Gobal, what''s the matter? |
6184 | I never met a man of your stamp before--""A professional gambler-- yes? |
6184 | I would rather talk with you than with any other man in the country, and yet--""And yet you would not take me to your home? |
6184 | If my daughter Joan give her word--""Is she with you?" |
6184 | If we fight, there''s someone sure to be hurt, and if I''m hurt, where''ll you be?" |
6184 | If you can? |
6184 | In all the North is there a woman to say I wrong her? |
6184 | Is it a trespass-- an assault and battery? |
6184 | Is it all finished? |
6184 | Is it like that? |
6184 | Is it not so?" |
6184 | Is it the end, eh? |
6184 | Is that all? |
6184 | Let me see? |
6184 | Liddall looked keenly at him, and replied more brusquely than he felt:"Do you think it fair to stay-- fair to her?" |
6184 | Look like you, Jim, with a face to turn milk sour? |
6184 | Martin?" |
6184 | No one''s: for who should say what ship it was, or what people were robbed by Brigond and those others? |
6184 | No; I am first the daughter of my father, and afterwards--""And afterwards?" |
6184 | Pierre looked at the table laid for breakfast, and said:"Where''s Lydia Throng?" |
6184 | Pierre mounted his horse and said, as if a thought had struck him:"If I stand for the law in this, will you stand against it some time for me?" |
6184 | Pierre would not lie in a thing like that, and--""Why did n''t he get the gold himself?" |
6184 | Pierre, waving the liquor away, said quietly to the girl:"You wish to go back to your father, to Jimmy Throng?" |
6184 | Presently he straightened himself, and, after a half- malicious look at Pierre, he said to Throng:"Where are they, do you say?" |
6184 | So at last she said:"Father, what''s all this for?" |
6184 | Suddenly, with a soft fierceness, he added:"If I looked in her room, what of that? |
6184 | Tarboe lit another cigar-- that badge of greatness in the eyes of his fellow- habitants, and said:"What''s all this for, Joan? |
6184 | Tarboe looked on with a keener eye and understanding, for was she not bone of his bone and flesh of his flesh? |
6184 | Tell me now, have you got anything contraband on board? |
6184 | That roan-- you know where he come from?" |
6184 | The girl is worth fighting for, hein?" |
6184 | The girl? |
6184 | The law the keeper of stolen goods, eh? |
6184 | There were quick words of explanation, and then,"Must the girl go too?" |
6184 | There''ll be a nasty mess about the thing, for me and all of us, and why ca n''t we compromise? |
6184 | Three men rose from seats by the fire as he did so, and one said:"Hullo, who''re you?" |
6184 | Want? |
6184 | Was n''t it''cause we was lonely an''loved her we took her? |
6184 | We are gentlemen on a serious errand, are n''t we?" |
6184 | Well, what if I carry her room in my eye; does that hurt her or you?" |
6184 | Well?" |
6184 | What I will, Joan? |
6184 | What do you think we''d better do?" |
6184 | What has spoiled your reputation?" |
6184 | When do you start, captain? |
6184 | Where are you going?" |
6184 | Where have you seen him?" |
6184 | Who has he robbed? |
6184 | Who was he that he should fail to know her? |
6184 | Whose money was it? |
6184 | Why did n''t they do so before? |
6184 | Why not call a truce? |
6184 | Why so pious all at once? |
6184 | Why wo n''t you be sensible? |
6184 | You mean that they may fire on you?" |
6184 | You''re my gel, ai n''t ye?" |
6184 | Your duty? |
6184 | do you think the law moves because an old man cries? |
6184 | he asked;"and where shall I find the horses?" |
6181 | ''Twas just the same as Father Corraine bein''here, when mother had Sunday, was n''t it? |
6181 | ''Will you do it? |
6181 | A vow? 6181 A woman?" |
6181 | Because there was no one to speak for him-- eh? 6181 But that was not the name of the Slave?" |
6181 | But word for word? |
6181 | By the holy poker, Pierre, where did you spring from? |
6181 | Do you mean to say, Pierre, that she''s here? |
6181 | Father,he said slowly, and in a kind of dream,"when you hear a sweet horn blow at night, is it the Scarlet Hunter calling?" |
6181 | Father,he suddenly added,"what does it mean when you hear a bird sing in the middle of the night?" |
6181 | Give-- give? |
6181 | How could there be snow flying and stars shining too, father? |
6181 | How did any of those papers, signed with a scrawl, begin? |
6181 | How do they call that name? |
6181 | How do you remember so? |
6181 | How? |
6181 | I can pray out loud if I want to, ca n''t I? |
6181 | I''ve heard mother sing them, or something most like them:Why does the fire no longer burn? |
6181 | In God''s name, why did n''t Malachi speak? |
6181 | Magor will do the man injury? |
6181 | Perhaps for a book? |
6181 | Perjure my soul? 6181 She''d come if she knew I was hurted, would n''t she?" |
6181 | So they said he must walk the air? |
6181 | Suppose the wild cat had got me, she''d be sorry when she comes, would n''t she? |
6181 | T''sh, what''s the good of five hundred dollars up here? 6181 That name was droll, eh?" |
6181 | The wife and child, Bagot? |
6181 | Then I said,''And if virgins has it so fine, why did n''t you stay one?'' |
6181 | To hear his speech? |
6181 | To the Great Slave? |
6181 | Trevoor said to her-- he told me this himself--''Why did you not whistle for me, Norice? 6181 Was ever such another letter written to any man? |
6181 | Was that all, Dominique? |
6181 | Were you-- were you one of that ten? |
6181 | What did it sing like, Dominique? |
6181 | What does it mean when you hear a voice like that, father? |
6181 | What good can it do to call him bad now? |
6181 | What have you preached? |
6181 | What is the proper dose? |
6181 | What was that scrawl? |
6181 | What were the words? |
6181 | What will happen? |
6181 | What would you give Christ, Bagot, if He had saved her to you? |
6181 | What would you have? 6181 What''s this?" |
6181 | When did you hear it, my son? |
6181 | When did you see her last? |
6181 | When? |
6181 | Where are those letters now? |
6181 | Where is she, Bagot? |
6181 | Where is the girl, Pierre? |
6181 | Where was your God to help you, then? |
6181 | Who am I that I should teach my Master? |
6181 | Who spoke for him at the trial? |
6181 | Why did n''t you offer rum-- rum? 6181 Will you go on, or will you pause?" |
6181 | Yes, that is what you did-- what was it you said which was''pretty rough''? |
6181 | You know it so well, why do n''t you preach yourself? |
6181 | You think he could not have been so great unless, eh? 6181 You''d have liked one of those papers?" |
6181 | ''But,''says Freddy Tarlton here,''are you goin''to hang a man on the little you know? |
6181 | A little of this, a little of that, a drink here, a game of euchre there, a ride after cattle, a hunt behind Guidon Hill!--But what is that? |
6181 | A vow? |
6181 | Again there was a pause, his eyes opened wide, and he said:"Do you think mother''s lost, father?" |
6181 | And that''Charles Rex,''what of him?" |
6181 | And the lady-- who can tell?" |
6181 | Anything more than you''ve told?" |
6181 | At last the old man said:"Will he die, Pierre?" |
6181 | Break my vow in the face of the enemies of God''s Church? |
6181 | But Norice stepped forward a little, and said:"May we come in?" |
6181 | But how was she philosopher enough to understand the cause? |
6181 | But it is so, as I said, that I may choose who shall light the fires?'' |
6181 | But she: with all a woman suffers, how can she bear life-- and man-- without God? |
6181 | But that speech of''Freddy Tarlton here''?" |
6181 | But where was the man? |
6181 | But you, what have you cared? |
6181 | But, here, answer me a question: Was the lady-- his wife, she that was left in England-- a good woman? |
6181 | Come"--he leaned forward, looking into the other''s face--"will you play it? |
6181 | Damnation, ca n''t you see I''m on needles to hear? |
6181 | Did they feel the animal underneath it yet, giving it beauty, life, glory? |
6181 | Did you ever pray-- ever since I married you to her?" |
6181 | Did you ever think how much such men as Jacques Parfaite know? |
6181 | Do n''t you hear it-- don''t you hear it, daddy?" |
6181 | ETEXT EDITOR''S BOOKMARKS: Bad turns good sometimes, when you know the how How can you judge the facts if you do n''t know the feeling? |
6181 | Evil? |
6181 | For the visions of the boy, who can know the divers ways in which God speaks to the children of men? |
6181 | Happy? |
6181 | He looked round, half fearfully, for if here were those great children of the ages, where was the keeper of the house, the Red Patrol? |
6181 | He said to me,''What does a priest want of a woman?'' |
6181 | He said:"Am I not right? |
6181 | He told her that she could not come with him, for there was that lady in England-- his wife, eh? |
6181 | Hein, is it not?" |
6181 | His eyes closed, and he seemed about to fall asleep, but presently looked up and whispered:"I have n''t said my prayers, have I?" |
6181 | How can you judge the facts if you do n''t know the feeling? |
6181 | I do n''t know, for there has n''t been no Sunday up here since mother went away-- has there?" |
6181 | If they came, when was it? |
6181 | Is it not?" |
6181 | It is a great stake-- will you play it? |
6181 | Know ye not that in the new springtime of the world ye shall be outcast, because ye have called the sleepers to judgment before their time? |
6181 | Lone and sick are the vagrant souls--( When shall the world come home?)" |
6181 | Maybe those''cheerful doings''at Highgate, eh? |
6181 | Offer rum? |
6181 | Oh, why do you shut your eyes to me? |
6181 | Or are you goin''to credit him with somethin''of what you do n''t know? |
6181 | Or did they come still-- those strange people, whoever they were-- and watch ghostly gladiators at their fatal sport? |
6181 | Or is it that you think old men are cowards?" |
6181 | Pierre answered:"Tell it with your tongue, and this shall be nothing to it, for what am I? |
6181 | Put the matter on your own hearthstone, eh? |
6181 | She sat up straight, with pride in her eyes, for was it not a great prince, as she thought, asking? |
6181 | She tried to save me-- well?'' |
6181 | Strangers enter the Judgment House--( Why do the sleepers sigh?) |
6181 | T''sh, you bats, you sheep, what have you in your skulls? |
6181 | THE GOING OF THE WHITE SWAN"Why do n''t she come back, father?" |
6181 | Tell me, who has ever said,''You have showed me how to live''? |
6181 | The priest felt the boy''s pulse softly, then with a close personal look he spoke hardly above his breath, yet distinctly too:"Your wife, Bagot?" |
6181 | The swan had come in-- would it go out alone? |
6181 | Then early teaching came to him, never to be entirely obliterated, and he added:"Has the child been baptised?" |
6181 | Then he knelt down and said, as he laid out the cards one by one till there were thirty:"Whoever gets the ace of hearts first, wins-- hein?" |
6181 | Then the Red Patrol, the Scarlet Hunter spoke:"Why have you sinned your sins and broken your vows within our house of judgment? |
6181 | Then, as if with sudden thought:"To whom were the letters addressed, Pierre?" |
6181 | Then, with a sudden thought,"Do you know anything of her, m''sieu''?" |
6181 | Then--""How does that touch the case?" |
6181 | There it is again? |
6181 | This wolf- skin''s most too much on me, is n''t it, father?" |
6181 | To destroy its life!--Well, would it not be better for the child to go out of all possible shame, into peace, the peace of the grave? |
6181 | Was he so sick of all, that he would go so far he could never get back? |
6181 | Was it a farce or a sacrifice? |
6181 | Was not this the true thing in her, the very truest? |
6181 | Was there anything in the letters about the lady? |
6181 | We will draw lots, and see, eh?--and see?" |
6181 | Well, this story of the Great Slave-- eh? |
6181 | What English have I, a gipsy of the snows? |
6181 | What do any of you know about Malachi? |
6181 | What do you know of Malachi, Gohawk? |
6181 | What do you think? |
6181 | What else?" |
6181 | What good have you done? |
6181 | What good will it do?" |
6181 | What have you done for me that I should do this for you, John Bagot?" |
6181 | What is a man with a matter like that? |
6181 | What more?" |
6181 | What was there to do?" |
6181 | What was to blame-- the Church-- religion-- himself? |
6181 | What would you do with a letter like that?" |
6181 | Which is right? |
6181 | Who can tell what it was? |
6181 | Who has got on his knees and changed his life because of you? |
6181 | Who has told his beads or longed for the Mass because of you? |
6181 | Who played the parts? |
6181 | Who told-- your mother-- the song?" |
6181 | Who was the keeper of the house? |
6181 | Why does the tent- door swing outward? |
6181 | Why, Dominique?" |
6181 | Why? |
6181 | You have heard the cry of the eagle, you have seen him carry off a lamb, you have had a pot- shot at him, but what do you know of the eagle''s nest? |
6181 | You know his name-- what was it?" |
6181 | he added, and going toward the bed, continued, presently, in a low voice:"Dominique is ill?" |
6181 | he said, as if breathing gave him sorrow--"my wife?" |
6181 | said Tarlton;"why did n''t he tell me this?" |
6181 | what is a vow beside a woman-- my wife?" |
10164 | Abe Collins-- Abe''s not right and never will be-- he saw Sir Wilfrid once--John Thomas Green-- say, how about Jack? |
10164 | Ai n''t we happy, George, you and me? 10164 And did she?" |
10164 | Are ye a Protestant at all? |
10164 | Are you always frightened when you are left alone? |
10164 | Are you dead sure you brought him? |
10164 | Are you sure? |
10164 | But she''s a married woman,she cried,"and a good woman, and what are you, Rance? |
10164 | But where are the heavenly twins to- night? |
10164 | But where is Fred? |
10164 | Did Annie get her letter? |
10164 | Did Dave write or wire? |
10164 | Did he ever try to stop drinking? |
10164 | Did ye never hear of Orangemen down yer way? |
10164 | Did you carry me? |
10164 | Did you meet anyone? |
10164 | Did you quarrel about him? |
10164 | Did you walk? |
10164 | Do n''t be too glad, Da; remember it''s a wicked thing I''m askin''you to do; but, Da, are you sure you have n''t forgot how? |
10164 | Do n''t it beat all how the frost keeps off? 10164 Do n''t it beat the band how much they find out? |
10164 | Do you know what I''d do if it was my girl you were after? |
10164 | Do you know what an Orange walk is, father? |
10164 | Do you suppose,said Mrs. Trenton,"that that was her own story that she told us? |
10164 | Does she object? |
10164 | Fred,she cried,"do you believe-- do you dare to believe this terrible thing?" |
10164 | Have some coffee, father? |
10164 | Have you my grandmother? |
10164 | Hello, Jim-- is that you? |
10164 | How did I get here? |
10164 | How do you know he will come, though? |
10164 | How do you know? |
10164 | How much a pair? |
10164 | I took Annie to Rochester, down in Minnesota, to see the doctors there-- the Mayos-- did you ever hear of the Mayos? 10164 If Rance Belmont lost all the money he has on him, and maybe ran a bit in debt, he could n''t go away to- morrow with her, could he? |
10164 | If she did go,Miss Thornley said, sentimentally,"if she did go, do you suppose she''d leave a note pinned on the pin- cushion? |
10164 | Is her man anything like the twin pirates? |
10164 | Is it as bad as that? |
10164 | Is n''t she the jolly best bluffer you ever heard? |
10164 | Mother is n''t putting up a bluff on us, is she, dearie? |
10164 | Much election talk in town, boys? |
10164 | New neighbor, is it, you are sayin'', Tom? 10164 No bad news from home, is there?" |
10164 | Not very far,agreed Da,"but what are you coming at, Maggie? |
10164 | Now, how shall we do it? |
10164 | Now, what do you say to pancakes for supper? |
10164 | Oh, how did you get here, Evelyn? 10164 Picnic in these parts, ai n''t there?" |
10164 | Shall I tell the postmaster to put your mail in my box? |
10164 | Something like a cake- walk, is it? |
10164 | Sure and it was; at a time like that it was right to do anything-- but what are you coming at, Maggie? |
10164 | Then why did n''t she tell me? 10164 W''y not?" |
10164 | Was he good to her? |
10164 | We do n''t''ave to stay to mind''er, do we? |
10164 | What about his missus? |
10164 | What are you driving at? |
10164 | What did I do then? |
10164 | What did you do then? |
10164 | What do I care what people say about me? |
10164 | What do you mean? |
10164 | What do you suppose your husband would say if he came home and found me here? |
10164 | What is Maud like? |
10164 | What is any sane man going to Brandon to- night for? |
10164 | What mystery? |
10164 | What would you like the very best of all? |
10164 | What''s the matter? |
10164 | What''s the row? |
10164 | What''s this? 10164 What''s wrong with him?" |
10164 | What''s your name? |
10164 | Where are you going? |
10164 | Where will we put them when you bring them home? |
10164 | Who''ll do it, I wonder? |
10164 | Who''s that? |
10164 | Why did you two fellows leave when you knew I was away? 10164 Will you drive me to Brandon to- night?" |
10164 | Will you give her up? |
10164 | Wot''s the matter with us gettin''out Fred for our farm pupil? 10164 Would I? |
10164 | Yer brother Angus will be sure to bring him in, wo n''t he, Milt? |
10164 | Yes, I know, and the key is in that old cup on the stand, and I know how to unlock a trunk, do n''t I? |
10164 | You will forgive me, wo n''t you? |
10164 | And they asked each other over and over again,"Did anybody ever hear of such ingratitude?" |
10164 | Are we just to him?" |
10164 | Are you?" |
10164 | But come now, do n''t you want to go to bed? |
10164 | But if he were to lose his money he could n''t travel dead broke, could he, Da?" |
10164 | But what are you goin''to do, dear? |
10164 | But, tell me, how does this Fred get on? |
10164 | Ca n''t he run? |
10164 | Did I get up?" |
10164 | Did he think they had cheated him? |
10164 | Did she tell you? |
10164 | Did ye hear me to- day, talking along about that purty young thing beyant, and Rance Belmont takin''in every word of it? |
10164 | Do I look like a woman who would go wrong?" |
10164 | Do you live near here? |
10164 | Do you want any money for the races?" |
10164 | Do you want me to go through him?" |
10164 | Grant?" |
10164 | He''s working for you, Milt, is n''t he?" |
10164 | How dare he think that I would do anything that I should n''t? |
10164 | How far am I from there now?" |
10164 | How''s your socks? |
10164 | I came over here for shelter-- the driver ran after the team, and then these infernal fishhooks got hold of me-- what are they, anyway?" |
10164 | I have followed her career with interest and predict great things for her-- have I not, Miss Hastings? |
10164 | I know she is happy with you-- happier than she has been with any of us-- but what will people think? |
10164 | If Evelyn had gone back on him what good was anything to him? |
10164 | Is he as green as most Englishmen?" |
10164 | Is it expedient? |
10164 | Is it wise? |
10164 | Is n''t that a thriller?" |
10164 | Is this a blizzard?" |
10164 | Just beside the gate he found a bread crust which was lovely, and there might be more, might n''t there? |
10164 | Maud, can you guess it?" |
10164 | Mrs. Trenton always asked, Is it right? |
10164 | Now what do you think of that, Da?" |
10164 | Of course, it was too small for pigeons, but there were going to be little ones very soon, were n''t there? |
10164 | Oh, Maggie, would a duck swim?" |
10164 | Saved, and by whom? |
10164 | She grabbed the doctor''s hand, and says she, kind of chokin''up, all at once,''You''ll do your best for Jim''s sake, wo n''t you?'' |
10164 | Some of them drank, eh? |
10164 | This is my reward, is it, for giving up everything for you? |
10164 | Was it an inspiration from heaven, or was it a suggestion of the devil? |
10164 | Was n''t it nice of him?" |
10164 | Was n''t that right?" |
10164 | What was this simple child of nature driving at? |
10164 | What''s this Fred fellow like?" |
10164 | When are you going to let me get up?" |
10164 | When she had finished, Mrs. Trenton asked:"Is it wise-- is it kind? |
10164 | Where is he?" |
10164 | Who was Evelyn writing to? |
10164 | Why bring her back? |
10164 | Why ca n''t you go off and leave them alone, Rance? |
10164 | Why had the world gone so suddenly wrong? |
10164 | Why should n''t the man admire her if he was an old lover?--Kate must have had dozens of men in love with her-- why should n''t any man admire her? |
10164 | Will she ever forgive me, do you think?" |
10164 | Would I? |
10164 | Would n''t it be awful if the old man should come up here and find she''d gone with Rance Belmont?" |
10164 | is that why? |
20345 | ''A loan?'' 20345 ''And how is this, Glengatchie?'' |
20345 | ''And wass you asking me for money for the other half of the plough?'' 20345 ''Ay, Angus, Angus, but how did you know that?'' |
20345 | ''Did n''t you pay dose girl yoursef? 20345 ''For sure?'' |
20345 | ''Have you no shame or honor in you?'' 20345 ''How much you goin''give me for lose my big sturgeon?'' |
20345 | ''How much you want?'' 20345 ''How much you want?'' |
20345 | ''How much you''ll want, Alphonsine?'' 20345 ''How much?'' |
20345 | ''No, eh? |
20345 | ''What for would I stop?'' 20345 ''What for?'' |
20345 | ''Wo n''t you come? 20345 ''Yes, eh? |
20345 | ''You ai n''t got''nuff yet for fishin''on my land, eh? 20345 ''_ Saprie!_ Ain''I pay nine shillin''for fish here?'' |
20345 | Aleck McTavish, who have you with you? |
20345 | All safe? |
20345 | An American revolver, grandpapa? |
20345 | An Amerikin!--an Amerikin, is it? 20345 An''what you tink''bout Old Man Savarin? |
20345 | And did he tell the story in English? |
20345 | And do n''t you like good old- fashioned stories, Jenny? |
20345 | And they could n''t get at you? |
20345 | Angélique? 20345 Big sturgeon?" |
20345 | But how''d he make de track? |
20345 | But you? 20345 Byes, did yez hear phwat Sergeant Cunningham was tellin''av the Thanksgivin''turkeys that''s comin''?" |
20345 | Ca n''t you eat a bite, buddy? |
20345 | Ca n''t you shut up, you Wallbridge? |
20345 | Can_ you_ make different dreams come, Jimmy? |
20345 | Clean? |
20345 | Did I not say so? 20345 Did I not say so?" |
20345 | Did I not say the blessed_ le bon Dieu_ would send plenty fish? |
20345 | Did I not say,said the old woman, seizing her son''s hand,"that the good God would send help in time?" |
20345 | Did my grandfather pay the balance on the plough? 20345 Did n''t I know it?" |
20345 | Did n''t I tell you there''d be a turkey apiece? |
20345 | Did n''t I tell you? |
20345 | Did they, grandpapa? |
20345 | Did you say it out loud, grandpapa? |
20345 | Did you see Hermidas Dubois killed? 20345 Do n''t you know my voice? |
20345 | Do n''t your mother know that, after me sending her away when she wanted corn- meal yesterday? 20345 Do you like this story, dear?" |
20345 | Do you mean you have seen a Windego track? |
20345 | For why not? 20345 Fwat sinse in the ould man bodderin''us?" |
20345 | Hain''t I just seen de track? 20345 Harry-- you''ll stay by father-- and help him, wo n''t you? |
20345 | Have we not had plenty all day, Delima? |
20345 | He couldn''t-- could you, grandpapa? 20345 Hey, Sergeant?" |
20345 | How did my grandfather get free in the end? 20345 How did you_ ever_ learn that name, grandpapa, darling?" |
20345 | Is Angélique really there, father? |
20345 | Is it a lake, Baptiste? |
20345 | Is it going to rain all night, Barney? |
20345 | Is it_ you_, Jack? 20345 Is that all, grandpapa?" |
20345 | Many? |
20345 | Michael, is it you? |
20345 | Mr. Locke,said the small boy, staring with admiration,"is that your glorious Waterloo medal?" |
20345 | No, eh? 20345 No, eh? |
20345 | No- o? |
20345 | Oh, you''re afraid, too? |
20345 | Oh,_ tort Dieu!_ What you tink come den? 20345 One that will last all the evening, chickens?" |
20345 | Ruin him? |
20345 | S''pose you''ll be able to eat, Charley? |
20345 | Say, you men from Pennsylvany? |
20345 | Shall I go on with the story, Jenny? |
20345 | The bombs-- have you them here? |
20345 | Then the rest jumped on them and ate them all up, did n''t they, grandpapa? |
20345 | Then you must-- No, for you''re here-- you were n''t eaten up? |
20345 | Verbitzsky, where are you? 20345 Well, pretty quick, what you tink? |
20345 | Well, where was I? 20345 What about?" |
20345 | What can it be? |
20345 | What did old John say, sir? |
20345 | What in thunder are you stopped for? 20345 What is it?" |
20345 | What is the trouble, Baptiste? |
20345 | What on earth has happened? |
20345 | What track? 20345 What was they_ ever_, at best, without Boney?" |
20345 | What will he be seeing the now? 20345 What you talkin''so for? |
20345 | What you tink I''ll see some more? 20345 What''s his name?" |
20345 | What''s the matter? |
20345 | What''s this? |
20345 | What''s wrong with you, Harry, boy? |
20345 | What, sweetheart!--crying? 20345 What-- ugh-- eh-- what you say?" |
20345 | When_ I_ was a young fellow--"You yourself, grandpapa? |
20345 | Where are they? |
20345 | Where is our smooth, broad- axe handle? |
20345 | Where''s the commissary sergeant? 20345 Where''s there any nation that ever was that would get to work and fix up four hundred thousand turkeys for the boys?" |
20345 | Where''s yours, Ned? |
20345 | Who was Great Godfrey? |
20345 | Who yelled? 20345 Who''s kill a man for a joke?" |
20345 | Why does n''t he wear it outside? |
20345 | Why should I die for your reckless folly? 20345 Why, grandpapa, what_ did_ you do?" |
20345 | Why? |
20345 | Windego, eh? |
20345 | Would n''t I? |
20345 | You ai n''t surely go''n''to cross de track? |
20345 | You''ll be all right by Thursday, Charley, I guess; wo n''t you? 20345 You''ll mind when my father was thrown from his horse and carried into this room, Aleck McTavish? |
20345 | You''ll see up dere where Frawce Seguin is scoop? 20345 You''ll take your sup now, Peter?" |
20345 | You''re with me, are n''t you, Harry? 20345 _ What''s_ your name?" |
20345 | ''A loan, is it? |
20345 | ''Am I beyond the post?'' |
20345 | ''Did n''t I save him? |
20345 | ''Dose two young girl is ver''wicked, eh? |
20345 | ''Hain''t you goin''to learn dose girl one lesson for take advantage of me dat way?'' |
20345 | ''One quarter dollar, eh? |
20345 | ''Sick, eh? |
20345 | ''What are you doing here, all so still? |
20345 | ''Would you wish to insult a gentleman, and him of the name of Stewart, that''s the name of princes of the world?'' |
20345 | A third cried,''Oh, yes, you think you''re safe, do you?'' |
20345 | Am I a Windego?" |
20345 | And Delima? |
20345 | And do I feel able now? |
20345 | And what did obstinate Peter McGrath do? |
20345 | Any of you make out horses with them?" |
20345 | Any one else?" |
20345 | Are you crazy?" |
20345 | Are you not owing me half the price of the plough you''ve had these three years?'' |
20345 | But ai n''t it take Hermidas Dubois only last New Year''s?" |
20345 | But dat old rascal only laugh an''say,''Narcisse, you like to be fined some more, eh?'' |
20345 | But for why? |
20345 | But he clasped her in his strong arms, kissing, imploring, cheering her,--and how should true love choose hopeless renunciation? |
20345 | But if I did not bait the hooks, what then? |
20345 | But what cud I do when the counthry that tuk me and was good to me wanted an ould dhragoon? |
20345 | But where was the gray? |
20345 | Could it be conceived that no troops of the enemy were between me and it? |
20345 | Could it be that there was to be no breakfast for the children? |
20345 | Could it be? |
20345 | Could it be? |
20345 | Crowfoot''s gray!--where was Crowfoot''s gray? |
20345 | D''ye moind the turkeys and the pois? |
20345 | Dat''s long time''go, eh? |
20345 | Did I mean to throw it? |
20345 | Did n''t dey save you from de_ culbute_? |
20345 | Did n''t they beat all the world, and even stand up many''s the day agen ourselves and the Duke? |
20345 | Did n''t you took out your purse yoursef? |
20345 | Did you say Harry? |
20345 | Did you see him dead? |
20345 | Do n''t I know that well? |
20345 | Do n''t you understand that if there was any such monster it would as easily catch you in one place as another?" |
20345 | Doing well now? |
20345 | Don''I know? |
20345 | Drifted him? |
20345 | Drinking the whiskey? |
20345 | For what was another sent us?" |
20345 | For what were they all about him this woful, wet night? |
20345 | For where are they to get four dollars, or two, or one even, to stave Conolly off? |
20345 | Fwat? |
20345 | George Osborne lying yonder, all his fopperies ended, with a bullet through his heart? |
20345 | Grotesque, that scene was? |
20345 | Had I lost so much blood as that? |
20345 | Had he been hit in the fray, and bled to weakness? |
20345 | Had he not somehow skipped many hooks? |
20345 | Had the gray gone on then, without the despatch? |
20345 | Hain''t dey just do to you what you been doin''ever since you was in beesness? |
20345 | Hain''t you tink your life worth twelve dollare? |
20345 | He must punish him of course; but how? |
20345 | How could it be that they could not all march away and separate, and the cruel war be over? |
20345 | How do I know what''s happened to him, as he ai n''t back from the shanty? |
20345 | How far was that faintly yellow sky ahead? |
20345 | How was it that I could see his figure outlined more clearly against the horizon? |
20345 | I say, are you going to desert me like cowards?" |
20345 | I wanted to come home-- and help father-- how''s poor father, Harry? |
20345 | I wonder what they are telling her?" |
20345 | I''m glad of that-- and the baby? |
20345 | Is Waterloo a dead word to you? |
20345 | Is it the baby?" |
20345 | Is n''t that the idea?" |
20345 | It promised him no immortal joys, for how was he to conceive of heaven except as a cessation of weariness, starvation, and pain? |
20345 | Kiss me again!--how''s mother? |
20345 | Little Baptiste had not told his mother of this terrible threat, for what was the use? |
20345 | Mr. Pontiac they had no doubt about; but was that real bacon that he laid on the kitchen table? |
20345 | No, eh? |
20345 | No, eh? |
20345 | Now, thin, can we have a bite in paice? |
20345 | Or is your interest in the fight literary? |
20345 | Phwat time is it?" |
20345 | Rawdon Crawley riding stolidly behind General Tufto along the front of the shattered regiment where Captain Dobbin stands heartsick for poor Emily? |
20345 | Say, ai n''t it bully for the folks at home to be giving us a Thanksgiving like this? |
20345 | Say-- do you remember-- the old times we had-- fishing? |
20345 | Stewart?'' |
20345 | Take my fader platform, eh?'' |
20345 | The boy came in time-- don''t you remember?" |
20345 | The sameness of the bottom to that higher up interested him-- where then_ did_ the current begin to sweep clean? |
20345 | They did n''t beat,--it would n''t be in reason,--but they tried brave enough, and what more''d you ask of mortal men?" |
20345 | Was I gaining on them? |
20345 | Was I going to reel out of the saddle? |
20345 | Was he coming my way? |
20345 | Was it a crime for us to steal to the freight- shed of the Moscow and St. Petersburg Railway that night in December two years ago? |
20345 | Was n''t I glad to be dhrivin''me own hack next year in Philamedink like a gintleman? |
20345 | Was n''t you goin''for lose him, for sure?'' |
20345 | Was that work a crime in Verbitzsky and me? |
20345 | We''re lost, of course?" |
20345 | Were Union or Southern soldiers beneath it? |
20345 | What am I here for? |
20345 | What am I wallopin''through the mud for this mornin''?" |
20345 | What delusion held them? |
20345 | What did they say?" |
20345 | What do you say?" |
20345 | What for should you suspicion, sir, that my grandfather would refuse his honest debt? |
20345 | What had become of Peter? |
20345 | What is he seeing now? |
20345 | What then? |
20345 | What to do? |
20345 | What was the thing Godfrey could not do? |
20345 | What words would Angélique first say? |
20345 | What you goin''pay for all dat? |
20345 | What you tink I do dat mawny? |
20345 | What''s up toward City Point?" |
20345 | What''s up?" |
20345 | What? |
20345 | What? |
20345 | What? |
20345 | When unbound he grinned pleasantly, and remarked:--"You''re Mr. Dunscombe, eh? |
20345 | When you ever do someting for anybody for noting, eh, M''sieu Savarin?'' |
20345 | When you goin''for lick me?'' |
20345 | Where are you?" |
20345 | Where else, indeed, could the friendless infant have found sponsors? |
20345 | Where''s my sturgeon?'' |
20345 | Where''s the Kid? |
20345 | Where''s your memory, Mr. McTavish? |
20345 | Why? |
20345 | Will any good happen if you explode the bombs here? |
20345 | Wolves?" |
20345 | Would n''t that be grand? |
20345 | Would not the heavens surely open? |
20345 | Ye''ve heard tell of the turkeys, then, and the pois?" |
20345 | Yes, eh? |
20345 | Yes? |
20345 | You all understand?" |
20345 | You all understand?" |
20345 | You heard what Bill Sylvester''s girl wrote from Philamadink- a- daisy- oh? |
20345 | You like me make you present of six or seven doré? |
20345 | You tink I''ll be goin''for mos''kill mysef pullin''you out for noting? |
20345 | You understand?" |
20345 | and do you see in a pause of the conflict Major O''Dowd sitting on the carcass of Pyramus refreshing himself from that case- bottle of sound brandy? |
20345 | and what would comfort the younger ones crying with hunger? |
20345 | asked the fingers,"and why do not the wide chips fly?" |
20345 | ca n''t you say what it is?" |
20345 | did you hear them yell? |
20345 | do n''t you know me? |
20345 | one of the boys?" |
20345 | the name of a plain of battle, no more? |
20345 | who went down?" |
20345 | who''d''a''thought it possible? |
20345 | you''s learn, us bose one lesson, M''sieu Savarin, eh?'' |