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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3024 | Air ye gittin''sick agin? |
3024 | Air you the new rider whut''s goin''to preach up to Hazlan? |
3024 | D''you say you''d been''convicted,''Eli? |
3024 | Do n''t ye git tired axin''me thet question, Isom? 3024 Do n''t ye see the boy''s sick? |
3024 | Hain''t ye goin'', Isom? |
3024 | Isom goin''? |
3024 | Kinder puny, hain''t ye, Isom? |
3024 | Reckon you folks do n''t know I got the cirkit- rider to come over hyeh, do ye? |
3024 | S''posin''Steve had a- killed Jass to keep him from killin''Rome, hev he got to be damned fer it jes the same? 3024 Seed the new preacher comm''''long today?" |
3024 | Uncl''Gabe,he said with sudden passion,"whut ye reckon Rome''s a- doin''?" |
3024 | Whut d''I tell ye, boys? |
3024 | Whut ye mean, boy,he said, sharply,"reskin''the fever an''ager this way? |
3024 | Wo n''t you come up and hear me? |
3024 | Been makin''a blind fer Steve, hev ye? |
3024 | Do you think I''m a idgit, Eli?" |
3024 | Ef ye air honin''fer Rome, why do n''t ye rack out''n''go to him? |
3024 | Goin''to shoot him in the back, too, air ye? |
3024 | Hain''t thar no way out''n it-- no way?" |
3024 | Hev he got to give up eternal life anyways? |
3024 | Hev ye got any balls?" |
3024 | Hev ye got victuals fer yer supper?" |
3024 | How did Crump know that-- how did he know everything? |
3024 | How''d ye happen to come up?" |
3024 | Whar ye been?" |
3024 | Whar''s yer belt, boy? |
3024 | Whut''s the matter, boy?" |
47201 | Do n''t you want to see a man killed? |
47201 | I heard he had made that charge against me to you and threatened my life-- is this true? |
47201 | I may then presume by your_ silence_ that it is true what I have asked you about? |
47201 | Tell me truly, did he make that charge against me? |
47201 | That man a murderer? |
47201 | --=Nassau Literary Magazine, Princeton.== Cloth, Price, Postpaid,$ 1.00.= PRAY YOU, SIR, WHOSE DAUGHTER? |
47201 | About an hour later he drank a bottle of Brown''s Bitters, and said to a bystander:''Did you hear about the old man mashing my mouth?'' |
47201 | And now, perhaps, you are ready to ask what it was all about? |
47201 | Can you make the public believe that you were acting in good faith? |
47201 | Exaggeration? |
47201 | Had Judge Lilly been correctly informed? |
47201 | Have we exaggerated in the telling of this story? |
47201 | How we jostle each other so as not to lose a glimpse of misery or death? |
47201 | IS THIS YOUR SON, MY LORD? |
47201 | If the authorities did not dare molest them, who should? |
47201 | Is it a wonder that Attorney- General Hardin stigmatized the whole machinery of justice in the county as"rotten"? |
47201 | Is it a wonder that crime was rampant and of daily occurrence? |
47201 | Is it a wonder that outraged manhood at last took the law in its own hand and annihilated the outlaws? |
47201 | Is it any wonder, then, that in such times and under such conditions preaching respect for law is breath wasted? |
47201 | Is it not strange how morbidly curious most of us are? |
47201 | Is it that the savage of the stone age is not yet dead? |
47201 | Life''s cheap, is n''t it? |
47201 | Of what use is any history but to record past events that future generations might take lessons therefrom and be guided thereby? |
47201 | On arriving at the jail at Winchester, Bowling presented his order, which was signed(?) |
47201 | On the second night of the Court, the acting judge was shot but not wounded(?) |
47201 | Reverting again to the murder lust: What is it''s origin? |
47201 | Reverting to the circumstance which completed the breach between French and Eversole: A certain friend(?) |
47201 | That the veneer of civilization has in all those thousands of years not become thick enough to prevent its wearing off so readily? |
47201 | The clans, disbanded(?) |
47201 | The question was asked in whispers--"Where will it all end?" |
47201 | They realized their power to destroy each other in the courts, but would not the destroyer himself be destroyed? |
47201 | This view has been adopted by other writers and sociologists as furnishing the solution of the riddle: What is the cause of these feuds? |
47201 | Was it possible that in this land of the free and the brave the proportion of brave men stood fifteen to one thousand cowards? |
47201 | What did they fear? |
47201 | What had the authorities been doing during this period of quasi warfare? |
47201 | What inspires it? |
47201 | What is an oath to such depraved creatures? |
47201 | What is loyalty? |
47201 | What is true Americanism? |
47201 | What keeps it aflame? |
47201 | When is a citizen loyal to his country? |
47201 | When we finish we may say, not,''Is This Your Son, My Lord?'' |
47201 | Where a people supinely lay upon their backs and permit anarchy, are they longer entitled to the citizenship of a great state and of a greater nation? |
47201 | Where was the prisoner? |
47201 | Why did you make such a proposition to me at the time you did? |
47201 | Why do they stand idly by instead of rising in their might and punish? |
47201 | Why is it that one courageous blue- coat policeman can scatter a crowd? |
47201 | Why is it, then, that since the good citizens are in the majority, they are willing to submit to terrorization by a few? |
47201 | Why not? |
47201 | Why should they? |
47201 | Why were they absent? |
47201 | Will she dare to go to them? |
47201 | Will they spare him? |
47201 | You ask why I throw"the whole responsibility"of making an application for troops upon you? |
47201 | but''Is it I?''" |
47201 | did n''t he bellow like a bull when that shot hit him?" |
35378 | And after that-- after all that is settled? 35378 And after that?" |
35378 | And go on by morning light? |
35378 | And it means-- the end? |
35378 | And that''s what the hundred is for? |
35378 | And we ca n''t keep going-- keep warm by walking? |
35378 | And what you see-- makes you afraid? |
35378 | And what''s up, Barney? |
35378 | And where did you learn that fact, Bruce? |
35378 | And why did n''t you get that information away from Bruce with your gun? |
35378 | And why have you been so long in telling me? |
35378 | And you can forgive me? |
35378 | And you mean you''ve given up hope? |
35378 | And you use that little pea- gun for wolves? |
35378 | And you want me to tell you all? |
35378 | And you''ll forgive me if it comes to nothing? |
35378 | Are you just clay? 35378 Are you sorry I came?" |
35378 | Are you the merchant? |
35378 | Are you there, Bruce? |
35378 | Bruce, have I got to do all the asking? |
35378 | Bruce--? |
35378 | But he''s a shot-- I saw that plain enough-- and how''d you like to have him shoot through_ your_ windows some time? 35378 But she did n''t wait--?" |
35378 | But where, Bruce, have you ever seen or heard of such pines? |
35378 | But why? |
35378 | Could you arrange to have Linda and the old hag out of the house when Bruce gets back? |
35378 | Dave? 35378 Did n''t I tell you the thing was jammed? |
35378 | Do n''t you understand? |
35378 | Do you mean Bruce? |
35378 | Do you mean anything in particular, Old Bill? |
35378 | Do you mean you do n''t know its whereabouts? |
35378 | Do you mean you let him get past you-- and missed him? 35378 Do you think I''m afraid of a coward?" |
35378 | Do you want to see him? 35378 Do?" |
35378 | Does it seem to you to be awfully cold? |
35378 | First-- on what date does the twenty- year period-- of Turners''possession of the land-- expire? |
35378 | Forgive you? |
35378 | Have you forgotten we only have five shells? |
35378 | He tried to stop you, did he? 35378 How about grub?" |
35378 | How far is it, please? |
35378 | How far is it? |
35378 | How far to Martin''s store? |
35378 | How far? |
35378 | How long ago was this? |
35378 | How would you like them some tighter? |
35378 | I do n''t suppose you could have arranged for this Wegan to have had a hunting accident, could you? 35378 I mean that Bruce ai n''t got back yet-- he''s still on the other side of Little River, for all I know--""Then why did you bring us here?" |
35378 | I''m here, am I not? |
35378 | Linda,he called in alarm,"where are you? |
35378 | Maybe it just means further torture,she confessed to him,"but do n''t you want to make every effort we can to save ourselves? |
35378 | Not to give up, but only be glad we''ve tried? |
35378 | Not very long, is it? 35378 Now the light?" |
35378 | Oh, do n''t you see? 35378 Oh, what''s the use?" |
35378 | So I can suppose you left the note? |
35378 | So he''s taken up the blood- feud, has he? 35378 So they killed-- Matthew Folger?" |
35378 | Some one named-- Linda? |
35378 | Then where is Linda? |
35378 | Then why are you waiting? |
35378 | Then you and I are no relation whatever? |
35378 | Then you and I-- take fresh heart? |
35378 | Then you surrender--? |
35378 | Then you''ve given the word? |
35378 | There was n''t, eh? 35378 Turner? |
35378 | Well, what is it? 35378 Well?" |
35378 | Well? |
35378 | What about Bruce? |
35378 | What about a gag? |
35378 | What are you going to do? |
35378 | What are you waiting for? |
35378 | What do you mean? |
35378 | What do you mean? |
35378 | What do you mean? |
35378 | What do you want? |
35378 | What else? 35378 What good is it going to do you to remember?" |
35378 | What have you been drawing? |
35378 | What have you done that needs to be forgiven? |
35378 | What have you found out? |
35378 | What is it? |
35378 | What is it? |
35378 | What is the one thing that remains? |
35378 | What is this, Bruce? |
35378 | What now? |
35378 | What''s the use of waiting? 35378 What''s the use, Bruce? |
35378 | What''s up? |
35378 | What? |
35378 | Where is he? |
35378 | Where is it now? |
35378 | Which way? |
35378 | Who are you? |
35378 | Who is it? |
35378 | Who wants me to forget it? |
35378 | Who''s there? |
35378 | Why are you willing to do all this for him? |
35378 | Why not give up and go back? |
35378 | Why not here-- as well as anywhere else? |
35378 | Why not? |
35378 | Why? |
35378 | With no regrets? |
35378 | Yes-- where? |
35378 | You do n''t mean-- they threatened you? |
35378 | You do, eh? 35378 You have n''t missed any stock?" |
35378 | You know--Bruce said to her,"that we are expecting an attack to- night?" |
35378 | You mean you''ve killed him? |
35378 | You mean-- hatred? |
35378 | You mean-- killing? |
35378 | You see what it means? |
35378 | You think--Dave''s eyes wandered about the room,"you think that''s the best way?" |
35378 | You''re not hurt bad? |
35378 | You, by no chance, met him on the way home, did you? |
35378 | A thunderstorm-- rather unusual in the fall, is n''t it?" |
35378 | And what I want worst-- this minute--""Yes?" |
35378 | And what are you going to do?" |
35378 | Anything decent at all?" |
35378 | Are n''t you a man? |
35378 | Are you a coward-- and a weakling; one of your mother''s blood to run away? |
35378 | Are you here?" |
35378 | Are you sorry you have seen me change? |
35378 | Bruce, have you heard of the terrible blood- feuds that the mountain families sometimes have?" |
35378 | Can you tell me how to find the trail?" |
35378 | Did you say Turner?" |
35378 | Did you think he could stand against us? |
35378 | Did you think you could escape me?" |
35378 | Do n''t you want to fight till the last breath?" |
35378 | Do you know where this Hudson is?" |
35378 | Do you think we''ve got a chance?" |
35378 | Even if we lose and die before this night is done, has n''t it all been worth while? |
35378 | First, how can you tell when he''s going to come?" |
35378 | Has n''t it been worth while? |
35378 | Have n''t you any answer?" |
35378 | Have n''t you anything to avenge? |
35378 | Have n''t you got arms to strike with and eyes to see along a rifle barrel? |
35378 | How do I know that you''ll ever come back again?" |
35378 | How long before he will come?" |
35378 | How many furs do you hope to take this year?" |
35378 | How would you like to get booted off these three thousand acres now, just after we''ve all got attached to them? |
35378 | I suppose you still have hopes of Dave coming back?" |
35378 | I''ll stay here then--""Do n''t you see?" |
35378 | Is n''t the change for the better-- a man grown instead of a boy? |
35378 | Is that true?" |
35378 | It would n''t look so bad then, would it? |
35378 | Listen-- can you hear me?" |
35378 | May I?" |
35378 | Oh, ca n''t you see, Linda? |
35378 | One who looks straight and sees clear?" |
35378 | They are sure to come soon, and you know what we could do with five cartridges, do n''t you?" |
35378 | To start making our living as day laborers-- and maybe face a hangin''for some things of long ago? |
35378 | Was Duncan your real father? |
35378 | We''ve only got one horse, and without me to weigh him down you can get down to the courts--""And leave you here to be murdered? |
35378 | What about parentage? |
35378 | What could I do?" |
35378 | What did you promise Turner?" |
35378 | What if he comes into our house- a man unknown in these parts-- and something happens to him there-- in the dead of night? |
35378 | What''s the use of trying to lie to me?" |
35378 | Where is Dave?" |
35378 | Who''d know?" |
35378 | Why did I come here?" |
35378 | Why do you keep me waiting?" |
35378 | Why not lie still and let the curtains fall? |
35378 | Why?" |
35378 | You do n''t know of any shelter-- any cave or cabin where we might build a fire?" |
35378 | You know I was way back on the Oregon frontier-- back in the Cascades?" |
35378 | You see what''s going to happen if we keep on going this way?" |
35378 | You will come back to the mountains?" |
35378 | Young Bill, if you''ve done that--""Wo n''t you wait till I''ve told you how it happened? |
28683 | Afore God, what fer do we waste good time hyar cavillin''an''backbitin''like a passel of old granny- women? |
28683 | Air hit wuth while-- orphanin''him-- an''widderin''me fer-- Ken? |
28683 | Air ye all right-- an''unharmed? |
28683 | Air ye plum onmistakably shore, Jerry? |
28683 | Am I a- goin''ter live or die? |
28683 | An''now what? |
28683 | An''t''other one? 28683 An''ye give one name when ye come an''tuck another atter ye''d been hyar a while, air thet true likewise?" |
28683 | And I, sir,he questioned,"am to stand guard in these forests?" |
28683 | And him,demanded the young man, with white cheeks and passion- shaken voice,"what of him?" |
28683 | But atter you an''me he d evened our scores-- what then? 28683 But do n''t ye know thet John misused me, Will? |
28683 | Can I help you say it? |
28683 | Could n''t ye contrive ter persuade Bas Rowlett ter jine us, Pete? |
28683 | Did hit strike... ther house? |
28683 | Did they hearken ter ye? |
28683 | Did they run him out? |
28683 | Did ye aim ter stay an''eat ye some dinner? |
28683 | Do n''t hit put me right whar Ken''s at now... with ther gallows ahead of me? |
28683 | Do n''t ye dast ter trust yoreself with me, Dorothy? |
28683 | Do n''t you remember how dearly Mother loved the great walnut tree that shaded the veranda at home? 28683 Do n''t you remember?" |
28683 | Do women and children go, too? |
28683 | Does I keep this hyar thing, Jake,he asked,"or give hit back to ye?" |
28683 | Does ye aim ter dictate ter me not only when an''whar''s we fights our battles at, but every move I makes meanwhile? |
28683 | Does ye aim ter let ther gal do all ther talkin''? |
28683 | Does ye aim ter name hit ter her thet she puts ye in mind of-- them things? |
28683 | Does ye mean--Sally was already so ghost pale that she could not turn paler--"Does ye mean they''ll go on an''hang him anyhow?" |
28683 | Does ye think... hit''s ther sort of lie I''d tell willin''ly? |
28683 | Dorothy,he asked,"hain''t ye goin''ter invite Jake ter come in an''eat him some dinner?" |
28683 | Ef hit kin be, yes-- but how kin hit be? |
28683 | Ef ye resolves that he needs killin'', why do n''t ye do hit yoreself? 28683 Fer ther land''s sakes, what brings ye hyar, Sally Turk?" |
28683 | Hain''t hit enough ter kill me without humiliatin''me, too? |
28683 | Hain''t thet es good a reason es any? |
28683 | Hain''t ye always done thet, Ken? |
28683 | Hain''t ye got qualities enough ter so much as say''by yore leave''fer yoreself? |
28683 | Hain''t ye nuver heered tell of ther Harper- Doane war? |
28683 | He d this man Maggard ever been over hyar afore? 28683 He s Parish Thornton asked ye ter aid him in gittin''some man ter holp him out on his farm this fall?" |
28683 | He s anything happened ter him? |
28683 | He''s the boy that lived on the woods farm, is n''t he? 28683 Him? |
28683 | Hit''s yore own business ef ye confidences Pete Doane in yore own behalf, Bas,he suggested,"but ye hain''t told him nuthin''erbout_ me_, he s ye?" |
28683 | How air we goin''ter compass hit? |
28683 | How come_ you_ ter git possession of ther place hyar? |
28683 | How did matters come out over thar at co''te? |
28683 | How did ye compass hit finally? |
28683 | How did ye git inter ther chist without my unlockin''hit? |
28683 | How does ye aim ter take keer of me? |
28683 | How is he, Bas? 28683 How''d I know what ther riders says?" |
28683 | I reckon ye''ll suffer me ter ride yore extry critter, wo n''t ye? |
28683 | I reckon, Sim,he said,"ye wants ter make one of them trips now, do n''t ye?" |
28683 | I reckon,he suggested,"I do n''t even need ter gainsay no sich damn lie es thet, does I?" |
28683 | I said I aimed ter give ye a chanst ter hev yore say out.... Hev ye got fur enough ter let me ask ye a question? |
28683 | I wonder ef hit knows,said the girl, abruptly,"who hit war thet shot ye, Cal?" |
28683 | I wonder,she mused, as yet without suspicion of the trend of his suggestions,"how she come through hit-- all by herself thetaway?" |
28683 | I wonders, now,mused Rowlett, half- aloud,"who that damn craven mout be?" |
28683 | Is he... is he...? |
28683 | Is the tree safe? |
28683 | Is thet so, Sim? |
28683 | Is thet so? |
28683 | Is thet why ye was ponderin''jest now over shakin''me till I bled inside myself?... 28683 Kain''t ye give me no encouragement yit, Uncle Jase?" |
28683 | Kain''t ye write her a letter? |
28683 | My blessin''? 28683 My name''s Bas Rowlett, an''I reckon_ you''re_ Cal Maggard, hain''t ye? |
28683 | Pete,he suggested,"I reckon ye appreciates ther fact thet yore pappy''s a mouty oncommon sort of man, do n''t ye?" |
28683 | Rowlett, be ye one of these hyar lavish of lovers ye jest told me erbout? |
28683 | S''posin'',he made insolent suggestion,"I do n''t see fit ter do nuther one ner t''other? |
28683 | S''posin''I does give ye my pledge... what then? |
28683 | Suppose I hain''t willin''? |
28683 | Suppose he comes cl''ar over thar, atter all? |
28683 | Then ye aims ter go right ahead? |
28683 | Then ye aims ter stand aside an''let things take thar own course? |
28683 | Then ye kin give us yore blessin''atter all-- despite ther charge thet hangs over me? |
28683 | Ther gal thet dwells with old man Harper.... She hain''t his wife, air she? |
28683 | Thet woods- colt from God- knows- whar? 28683 Us Doanes,"broke out the red- eyed Opdyke, explosively,"what hev we got ter do with yore feisty lot?"'' |
28683 | War he an enemy of your''n, too? |
28683 | War hit a sore trouble? |
28683 | War thet why ye rid over ter Jim''s house yestidday? |
28683 | We d? |
28683 | We he d fun, did n''t we? |
28683 | Whar did he go? |
28683 | Whar''fore would I do thet? |
28683 | What air-- ye goin''ter do, now? |
28683 | What caused him ter leave Virginny? |
28683 | What did ye say this hyar stranger calls hisself, Peanuts? |
28683 | What does Bas say? |
28683 | What does ye aim ter do with thet thar paper? |
28683 | What does ye mean, Cal? |
28683 | What does ye mean? |
28683 | What does ye mean? |
28683 | What does ye want over hyar? |
28683 | What fer? |
28683 | What hev we been doin'', Cal? |
28683 | What is hit ye feels? |
28683 | What is it, honey,demanded the man, anxiously, as he felt her tremor against his arm,"air ye cold?" |
28683 | What made ye ask me that question? |
28683 | What makes ye think--the listener licked his lips furtively--"thar war more''n one?" |
28683 | What matters air them, Cal? 28683 What mout thet be?" |
28683 | What war hit ye l''arned, Hump? |
28683 | What war ther upcome of ther matter? |
28683 | What''s all this ter- do in hyar? |
28683 | What''s become of Bas? |
28683 | What''s thet? |
28683 | What_ did_ he look like? |
28683 | Which of them lots does_ you_ men stand with? |
28683 | Who give ye them tidin''s, son? 28683 Who''lows thet, Pete-- ther riders?" |
28683 | Who, Cal? |
28683 | Why air ye willin''ter make thet compact with me? |
28683 | Why did ye dally with him, Ken? |
28683 | Why do n''t ye lay down, leetle gal? 28683 Why do n''t ye shoot an''git done?" |
28683 | Why do n''t ye try yore own hand at him-- jest fer ther fun of ther thing? |
28683 | Why does ye come ter me? |
28683 | Why hain''t ye nuver dealt with him yoreself, then? |
28683 | Why? |
28683 | Will ye arrest this man an''hold him safe till I gits my order? |
28683 | Will,she began, brokenly,"ye was always like a real brother ter me in ther old days... hain''t ye got no pity left in yore heart fer me...? |
28683 | Wo n''t ye come inside an''sot ye cheers? |
28683 | Would ye ruther wait an''let ther man with siv''ral diff''rent names ondertake hit fer ye? |
28683 | Ye comes from Virginny, folks says; air thet true? |
28683 | Ye did n''t heir hit from Old Burrell Thornton''s folks, did ye? |
28683 | Ye says they''re holdin''a council over thar at Hump Doane''s? |
28683 | Ye sez thet old hellion used ter dwell in this hyar house onc''t? |
28683 | Ye''ve done cautioned''em not ter make no move afore they gits ther word, hain''t ye-- an''ye''ve done persuaded''em ye plum hates me, hain''t ye? |
28683 | Yes, Cal? |
28683 | After a pause, however, he hazarded the suggestion:"I do n''t reckon ye''ve asked Sim Squires, hev ye? |
28683 | After a while Rowlett whispered,"What did ye hear?" |
28683 | Air he still alive?" |
28683 | Air ye willin''ter burn down a dwellin''house over ther heads of them inside hit, jest ter scorch out a feisty dog that''s done molested ye? |
28683 | As though the thought were an amusing one he inquired drawlingly:"Be he one of ther fellers thet seeks ter we d Harper''s gal, too?" |
28683 | At length the intriguer demanded,"Or else-- what?" |
28683 | Cal rose slowly to his feet, and the girl asked dully,"Where be ye goin''?" |
28683 | Caleb Harper hain''t long fer this life-- an''who''s goin''ter take up his leadership-- onless hit be you?" |
28683 | Casually he inquired:"Is Parish hyar?" |
28683 | Did he know ther Harpers when he come?" |
28683 | Did n''t ye know? |
28683 | Did ye find out who_ is_ he?" |
28683 | Do n''t ye know thet he war a- killin''me right then?" |
28683 | Do n''t ye recollict how we turned and looked down, an''ye p''inted out thet big tree-- in front of ther house?" |
28683 | Do n''t ye remember nothin''but ther day thet John died...?" |
28683 | Doane?" |
28683 | Does thet suit ye?" |
28683 | Does ye agree?" |
28683 | Does ye know aught more of him?" |
28683 | Does ye like thet play, Bas?" |
28683 | Does ye onderstand thet full clear?" |
28683 | Dorothy held his eyes steadily when she questioned him with a name,"Bas Rowlett?" |
28683 | Ef thar''s any slip- up, what then?" |
28683 | Ef ther Harpers he d any survigrous leader thet he d come out strong fer peace, I''d still sanction givin''him a chanst, but who hev they got? |
28683 | From the bench was drawled the routine query,"Has the Commonwealth any motions?" |
28683 | Had he been a quoter of Scripture his chosen text might have been,"Am I my brother''s keeper?" |
28683 | Hain''t he done es good es made confession by ther guilty meanness in his face?" |
28683 | He halted and looked about the place, then with cheap theatricism demanded:"Who accuses this man? |
28683 | He merely let his fingers rest, unsteady with hot feeling, on her shoulders as he said,"Why kain''t we quit foolin''along with each other, gal? |
28683 | He ran his fingers through his gray hair, and incredulously demanded,"Who did ye say yore grandsire was?" |
28683 | Hev ye got yore pistol handy?" |
28683 | Him thet goes hand in glove with Bas Rowlett an''leans on his arm ter git married? |
28683 | His father was Lige Doane of the forest, was n''t he?'' |
28683 | How much did she hyar?" |
28683 | I reckon ye knows him?" |
28683 | I wonder now who_ is_ he?" |
28683 | I''m askin''ye war thar any Maggards?" |
28683 | I''ve got ter know.... War ye mad at me when ye pondered hit in ther daylight... stid of ther moonshine?" |
28683 | If she had been the murdered man''s deadly enemy why had she not left him; why had she not complained? |
28683 | If what Parish knew to be duty prevailed over the passionate tide that ran high in temptation, what then? |
28683 | Is thet leadin''men forwards-- or jest backwards like a crawfish?" |
28683 | It seemed to Bas that, in this, the woman was preparing to play into his hands, but he inquired, without visible eagerness:"Fer why does ye say thet?" |
28683 | Kin ye hear me?... |
28683 | Maggards?... |
28683 | Maggards?... |
28683 | Now guiltily and self- consciously it came away and he found himself idiotically echoing his accuser''s words:"No need of hit?" |
28683 | On the fringe of the gathering an old woman''s whispered words carried to those about her:"Did ye heer thet? |
28683 | Once she ventured to demand,"Whatever ye decides, Will, will them co''te- house fellers heed ye, does ye reckon?" |
28683 | S''posin''I jest tells ye ter go ter hell?" |
28683 | Then ef fresh war- farin''kin be carcumvented, ye still stands beholden by thet pledge, do n''t ye?" |
28683 | Then he inquired:"How come ye ter diskiver wh''ar I was at, Jake?" |
28683 | Then the door opened and old Caleb Harper called from the threshold:"Did I hear somebody shout out in hyar? |
28683 | Thet tub of fat- meat? |
28683 | What does ye aim ter do erbout hit?" |
28683 | What does ye say?" |
28683 | What license hev ye got ter make slurs like them erginst me, anyhow?" |
28683 | What''s ther matter, Bas?" |
28683 | What''s ther matter, gal? |
28683 | When did ye see ther gal?" |
28683 | Who war he?" |
28683 | Why did n''t ye ask him, whilst he war still a- livin'', whether he''d made an heir outen a man thet could n''t be confidenced?" |
28683 | Why did ye let hit simmer so long?" |
28683 | Why had she allowed the moment to pass when a stroke of the blade might have ended the peril? |
28683 | Why had she not killed Bas herself before Sim Squires came in to interfere that day? |
28683 | Will ye give me yore hand?" |
28683 | Will ye give us them facts thet we''re askin''fer-- or wo n''t ye?" |
28683 | Will yore men agree ter hold matters es they stands twell this time termorrer?" |
28683 | Would he live to serve as shepherd when his undertaking under the private compact had been waived and the other man stood free to indulge his perfidy? |
28683 | Ye all knows thet, yet deespite thet fact when I come hyar a stranger he befriended me, did n''t ye, Bas?" |
28683 | You remember him, do n''t you, child?" |
28683 | an''hain''t thet day come now?... |
28683 | ergin?" |
28683 | he demanded, and the Kentuckian in turn inquired of Parish,"Will ye agree to hold yoreself subject ter prompt response?" |
28683 | he demanded, tensely,"does ye aim ter let me sulter out my days in convict- stripes because I''ve done s''arved yore eends?" |
28683 | she demanded, fiercely;"do n''t ye know thet whilst ye lets him live yere jest handlin''an''playin''with a rattlesnake?" |
41881 | ''And at what hour?'' 41881 ''Giudice,''she would say,''how do you expect that such an ugly man as you are can ever hope to possess all this?'' |
41881 | ''I shall be killed in this duel, then?'' 41881 ''Well,''said Orlandini,''what has happened?'' |
41881 | ''What have you to say to me?'' 41881 ''What is the matter with you,''she said,''and why are you so pale?'' |
41881 | ''Where are you going?'' 41881 About what? |
41881 | Ah, is it you,_ mon cher?_he cried. |
41881 | And all for a miserable hen not worth twelve sous? |
41881 | And as you grew up? |
41881 | And can you shoot with a pistol as well as with a gun? |
41881 | And does Madame de Franchi know you have come to Paris with this intention? |
41881 | And for what? |
41881 | And has the apparition ever returned since? |
41881 | And have you never seen any apparition? |
41881 | And he said in what way? |
41881 | And he spoke to you? |
41881 | And how many lives have been sacrificed since? |
41881 | And is he the person with whom you are invited to sup this evening? |
41881 | And is the dagger authentic? |
41881 | And is this privilege accorded to the males of the family only? |
41881 | And now this sabre? |
41881 | And now,he said, after a long silence,"are you satisfied?" |
41881 | And now,he went on,"do you wish me to tell you the time he died?" |
41881 | And she has let you come? |
41881 | And so you have arranged everything? |
41881 | And the other? |
41881 | And they are unknown to M. de Franchi? |
41881 | And to what do you attribute this privilege? |
41881 | And to- morrow this touching reconciliation will be effected? |
41881 | And we shall see the chief of one of these two parties this evening, no doubt? |
41881 | And whereabouts? |
41881 | And who is the lady,asked the bouquet of myosotis,"who is so very shy as to be made the subject of a bet?" |
41881 | And who was this woman? |
41881 | And you will join us? |
41881 | And you would have told me, would you not, my son? |
41881 | And yourself? |
41881 | Are we going to see an Orlandi or a Colona? |
41881 | Are you going to the Opera Ball? |
41881 | Are you ready, gentlemen? |
41881 | Are you serious? 41881 Are you, then, so very much alike?" |
41881 | At the intercession of one of the two families no doubt? |
41881 | At what time? |
41881 | But can not we continue the conversation? |
41881 | But do you know him? |
41881 | But have you seen your dead brother? |
41881 | But how is it there is such a great difference between you and your brother in this respect? |
41881 | But now you are here, my dear Emily, you may as well remain; wo n''t you? 41881 But what is one to do in this world? |
41881 | But what is the great motive for this feud, which, as I understand, is now by your intercession to be for ever extinguished? |
41881 | But, then, how can you possibly tell that he is out of sorts? |
41881 | But,said I,"since you knew that Monsieur Lucien was here, why did you not come sooner?" |
41881 | But,said I,"this quarrel must have a motive; is that motive a secret?" |
41881 | By what law of society is that? |
41881 | By whom? |
41881 | Did n''t you meet two gentlemen upon the stairs? |
41881 | Did not my brother announce to you his own approaching death? 41881 Did they come on behalf of M. de Chateau Renaud?" |
41881 | Do you know this M. de Chateau Renaud? |
41881 | Do you know_ him?_"Certainly. 41881 Do you mean to say that you have_ seen_ your dead brother?" |
41881 | Do you not understand? |
41881 | Do you remember on what occasion? |
41881 | Do you think I am likely to joke at such a time? |
41881 | Do you think me so presumptuous as to believe I have a right to your conscience? |
41881 | Do you think so, really? |
41881 | Do you wish to hear me tell how I saw one? |
41881 | Has your brother been long away from Corsica? |
41881 | Have I time to learn to fence between this and to- morrow? |
41881 | Have you a carriage? |
41881 | Have you forgotten what I told you about the apparitions familiar to our family? |
41881 | Have you no message for your brother? |
41881 | Have you not a mountain near Paris called Montmartre? |
41881 | Have you received a letter from your brother? |
41881 | How are you able to speak with such certainty? |
41881 | How old are these sons? |
41881 | How will you be able to find the spot? |
41881 | I suppose the chateau has been in possession of your family since the death of Vicentello d''Istria? |
41881 | I suppose they have left their names and addresses? |
41881 | I suppose( I began) you were on your way to Paris when the fatal news met you? |
41881 | I understand-- their word was sufficient; they did not need a notary to reconcile them, I suppose? |
41881 | In any case, nothing need prevent you from paying him a visit? |
41881 | In what form? |
41881 | Is he about to leave you? |
41881 | Is it far from here? |
41881 | Is there not some terrible history connected with this woman? |
41881 | Is there, then, a marriage about to take place? |
41881 | Listen,he said,"to- morrow is Mi- Careme, is it not?" |
41881 | M. Martelli,said the Viscount,"will you measure the distance by me?" |
41881 | Maria,he continued, turning to a servant, who was standing behind him,"will you inform Madame Savilia that a French traveller seeks hospitality?" |
41881 | May I inquire where? |
41881 | May I make the attempt? |
41881 | Monsieur,he said;"will you grant me a favour? |
41881 | Mother,said Lucien as he rose,"you will excuse our leaving you, will you not?" |
41881 | My brother has already told you, I think, that the male members of our family enjoy a singular privilege? |
41881 | My brother? |
41881 | My friend,I said,"is it indiscreet of me, who knows nobody in Sullacaro, to ask hospitality of your mistress?" |
41881 | No doubt he will come to see you before he finishes his studies? |
41881 | No doubt,he replied, with an air of astonishment;"but what inconvenience does your lordship think you will cause?" |
41881 | No, but what you might have thought was a pheasant close by? |
41881 | No, but wo n''t you come to Paris? |
41881 | Now that is settled, will you have the goodness to load the pistols? |
41881 | Now, what more could I do but await and accept the proposals that were made to me? |
41881 | Now,continued Louis;"you know my brother, do n''t you?" |
41881 | Now,said I,"we must know whether you prefer to fight with sword or pistol?" |
41881 | Of what you were saying, do you mean? |
41881 | On my account? |
41881 | On what occasion? |
41881 | Paoli''s sword? 41881 Shall I accompany you, sir?" |
41881 | Shall I go with your Excellency? |
41881 | Shall I see them? |
41881 | She was worthy of both-- is it not so? |
41881 | So in three- quarters of an hour we shall be there? |
41881 | So you believe in ghosts? |
41881 | So,said Lucien to me, as if he were continuing his remarks,"so you made up your mind to come to Corsica?" |
41881 | Supposing that the Parisian you have assisted has already had some little experience in mountain scrambling? |
41881 | That he was dead? |
41881 | That is where the man''s tomb is? |
41881 | That is? |
41881 | The famous Sampietro, the assassin of Vanina? |
41881 | Then I suppose Diamond is a bandit''s dog? |
41881 | Then M. de Chateau Renaud has accepted? |
41881 | Then he is not a friend of yours? |
41881 | Then it was to his house you intended to take me? |
41881 | Then you are enabled to see your deceased parents? |
41881 | They were all quite well when you left, I hope? |
41881 | Till to- morrow, Monsieur Lucien? |
41881 | To kill him? |
41881 | To one of your female ancestors? |
41881 | To- morrow? |
41881 | We shall see you again some day? |
41881 | Well, Colona,he said,"do you not know that you have to speak first?" |
41881 | Well, then, if such an explanation may be entrusted to a stranger, will you explain to me how this could happen? |
41881 | Well, then, will she receive a young man into her house? |
41881 | Well, what embarrasses you? |
41881 | Well, you know that we are twins, do n''t you? |
41881 | Well,I said,"have you learnt what you wanted to know?" |
41881 | Well,he said,"is it settled? |
41881 | Well? |
41881 | Were you also informed that when we came into the world we were joined together? |
41881 | What M. de Franchi wishes to speak to me? |
41881 | What can that be? |
41881 | What did he say? |
41881 | What do you do, then? |
41881 | What do you think he will do when he learns that I have been killed in a duel? |
41881 | What is he crying for? |
41881 | What is it, monsieur? |
41881 | What is it? |
41881 | What is the point then? |
41881 | What is the wager? |
41881 | What passed between you? |
41881 | What professions do they follow? |
41881 | What, both? |
41881 | Where is the other, then? |
41881 | Where would your Excellency wish to stay the night? |
41881 | Which are the historic arms of which you spoke amongst all these swords, arquebuses, and poignards? |
41881 | Who is expected then? |
41881 | Who is that gentleman? |
41881 | Whom did you say, Victor? |
41881 | Why not? 41881 Why not? |
41881 | Why so? |
41881 | Why? |
41881 | Will you accompany me to Vincennes? |
41881 | Would you like to see the pheasant? |
41881 | Yes, of course,I replied, beginning to feel impatient;"the lady is a widow, I suppose?" |
41881 | Yes,I continued,"his master was shot, you say, and I suppose we are approaching the place where he was killed?" |
41881 | Yes; but what is there to prove that my brother will not follow the example of his uncle instead of following mine? 41881 You are going out after supper, then?" |
41881 | You are going to be shot? |
41881 | You are still of opinion, then, this duel will prove fatal to you? |
41881 | You are wounded? |
41881 | You do not mean to say that your gun will kill a pheasant at eighty yards? |
41881 | You expect him back soon? |
41881 | You have the weapons, gentlemen? |
41881 | You remember de Freyschutz? |
41881 | You saw your father last night, you say? |
41881 | You see those two portraits close together? |
41881 | You wo n''t forget what I asked you? |
41881 | Your son has been ill, madame? |
41881 | - p. 23:"Do you rembember on what occasion?" |
41881 | - p. 35:"... one of these two parties this evening; no doubt?" |
41881 | - p. 84:"But surely you have some reason to give for your change of opinion? |
41881 | - p. 99:"Well, if they propose pistols, accept them at once?" |
41881 | --"Yes."--"When?" |
41881 | And do you know what I have become in the midst of musket shots and stabs? |
41881 | And how did you become possessed of this poignard?" |
41881 | And is it as authentic as the poignard of Sampietro?" |
41881 | At least----""At least what?" |
41881 | At length I said,"Do you know what you might do to- night?" |
41881 | At what time?" |
41881 | By whom?" |
41881 | By- the- by, was there not some bet?" |
41881 | Coachman, the_ Café de Paris;_ is not that the place where my brother usually dined?" |
41881 | Did I not tell you,"he added, laughing,"that I am a regular savage, and had come into the world a hundred years too late? |
41881 | Did not M. de Chateau Renaud wager that he would bring me here to supper to- night?" |
41881 | Did you not hear a gun fired?'' |
41881 | Did you not hear anything while I was talking with Orlandi?" |
41881 | Do you not believe that a father can appear to his son?" |
41881 | Do you not know that I had the misfortune to lose my friend five days ago?" |
41881 | Do you not know that dogs do not forget those they have loved?" |
41881 | Do you not remember that I saw it in my dream?" |
41881 | Do you think that M. de Chateau Renaud will refuse?" |
41881 | Do you wish me to tell you why you have come into this province of Sartène?" |
41881 | Have you not told him that you will bring a friend?" |
41881 | Have you seen him, or his seconds?" |
41881 | I beg your pardon; what did you say?" |
41881 | I can not be saved but by a miracle, and what right have I to suppose that Providence will work a miracle on my behalf? |
41881 | I saw that I should get no information out of him by this mode of interrogation, so I resumed--"How old is Madame Savilia?" |
41881 | I took off my hat and saluted the speaker, saying,"Is your brother an equally good shot?" |
41881 | I whispered:"do n''t you see that she will not come?" |
41881 | Is not that the duty of a second?" |
41881 | Is that so?" |
41881 | It was then 3.40 A.M."Is that clock right?" |
41881 | Look here-- you are unhappy, are not you? |
41881 | Lucien turned towards me, and said:"Will you excuse me a moment?" |
41881 | Must not an arbitrator reconcile opposing factions? |
41881 | Now what is it?" |
41881 | Now, will you excuse me? |
41881 | Shall we go now?" |
41881 | She has children, no doubt?" |
41881 | Victor turned tremblingly to the door, opened it, and then standing still in the room, said--"Will monsieur be kind enough to come in?" |
41881 | Voulez- vous que je vous dise ce que vous êtes venu chercher dans la province de Sartène?" |
41881 | What could I do?" |
41881 | What sort of mother could this be who made her son declare that if he saw the spirit of his dead brother he would tell her at once? |
41881 | What sort of person could this brother be, who felt the same grief that his brother experienced at a distance of three hundred leagues? |
41881 | What the deuce do you expect? |
41881 | When I had finished the letter I turned to the writer and said--"Well, and what does this mean?" |
41881 | Who could this woman be who was accustomed to carry a carbine like a soldier? |
41881 | Why, what has put such an idea into your head?" |
41881 | Will you do me the honour to join me, and we can talk at our ease?" |
41881 | Will you please take the chair at my right hand? |
41881 | You are still unfortunate; you hoped to see a Vendetta?" |
41881 | You have come into the province of Sartène to see bandits; is not that the fact? |
41881 | You will let Victor take the note for me, will you not?" |
41881 | and"Do you wish me to tell you why you have come into this province of Sartène?") |
41881 | exclaimed the guide;"why, what difference can it make whether you are young or old?" |
41881 | is n''t it? |
41881 | said Joseph, with tears in his eyes,"what is the meaning of this?" |
41881 | that is all too true,"I replied;"but what have you come to Paris for?" |
41881 | then you do not know what has happened?" |
41881 | will you really allow me to go with you this evening?" |
1112 | ''For himself to mar,''quoth''a? |
1112 | ''Proud''- and''I thank you''- and''I thank you not''- And yet''not proud''? |
1112 | ''When griping grief the heart doth wound, And doleful dumps the mind oppress, Then music with her silver sound''- Why''silver sound''? |
1112 | ''Wilt thou not, Jule?'' |
1112 | ''Yea,''quoth he,''dost thou fall upon thy face? |
1112 | ''Yea,''quoth my husband,''fall''st upon thy face? |
1112 | ''Your love says, like an honest gentleman,"Where is your mother?"'' |
1112 | A cup, clos''d in my true love''s hand? |
1112 | A grave? |
1112 | Ah, dear Juliet, Why art thou yet so fair? |
1112 | Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name When I, thy three- hours wife, have mangled it? |
1112 | Ah, where''s my man? |
1112 | Alack, alack, what blood is this which stains The stony entrance of this sepulchre? |
1112 | Alive in triumph, and Mercutio slain? |
1112 | All this is comfort; wherefore weep I then? |
1112 | Am I come near ye now? |
1112 | Am I like such a fellow? |
1112 | Am I the master here, or you? |
1112 | An honour? |
1112 | And art thou chang''d? |
1112 | And but one word with one of us? |
1112 | And is it not, then, well serv''d in to a sweet goose? |
1112 | And sayest thou yet that exile is not death? |
1112 | And slay thy lady that in thy life lives, By doing damned hate upon thyself? |
1112 | And steep''d in blood? |
1112 | And what to? |
1112 | And why, my Lady Wisdom? |
1112 | Are you so hot? |
1112 | Art thou a man? |
1112 | Art thou gone so, my lord, my love, my friend? |
1112 | Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague? |
1112 | Art thou so bare and full of wretchedness And fearest to die? |
1112 | At what o''clock to- morrow Shall I send to thee? |
1112 | Ay, nurse; what of that? |
1112 | Benvolio, who began this bloody fray? |
1112 | But I pray, can you read anything you see? |
1112 | But now, my lord, what say you to my suit? |
1112 | But what say you to Thursday? |
1112 | But where hast thou been then? |
1112 | But wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin? |
1112 | By whose direction found''st thou out this place? |
1112 | Came he not home to- night? |
1112 | Can I go forward when my heart is here? |
1112 | Can heaven be so envious? |
1112 | Can vengeance be pursu''d further than death? |
1112 | Can you love the gentleman? |
1112 | Can you not conceive? |
1112 | Can you not stay awhile? |
1112 | Come you to make confession to this father? |
1112 | Come, is the bride ready to go to church? |
1112 | Come, shall we go? |
1112 | Come, what says Romeo? |
1112 | Consort? |
1112 | Did Romeo''s hand shed Tybalt''s blood? |
1112 | Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave? |
1112 | Did my heart love till now? |
1112 | Did you ne''er hear say, Two may keep counsel, putting one away? |
1112 | Didst thou not fall out with a tailor for wearing his new doublet before Easter, with another for tying his new shoes with an old riband? |
1112 | Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? |
1112 | Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? |
1112 | Do you like this haste? |
1112 | Do you not see that I am out of breath? |
1112 | Do you note me? |
1112 | Do you quarrel, sir? |
1112 | Dost thou not bring me letters from the friar? |
1112 | Dost thou not laugh? |
1112 | Doth not rosemary and Romeo begin both with a letter? |
1112 | Doth not she think me an old murtherer, Now I have stain''d the childhood of our joy With blood remov''d but little from her own? |
1112 | Doth she not count her blest, Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought So worthy a gentleman to be her bridegroom? |
1112 | Doth she not give us thanks? |
1112 | Evermore show''ring? |
1112 | Evermore weeping for your cousin''s death? |
1112 | Father, what news? |
1112 | Find them out whose names are written here? |
1112 | For what purpose, love? |
1112 | For what, I pray thee? |
1112 | For who is living, if those two are gone? |
1112 | Gentlemen, can any of you tell me where I may find the young Romeo? |
1112 | Good heart, at what? |
1112 | Groan? |
1112 | Ha, banishment? |
1112 | Hadst thou no poison mix''d, no sharp- ground knife, No sudden mean of death, though ne''er so mean, But''banished''to kill me-''banished''? |
1112 | Hast thou met with him? |
1112 | Hast thou no letters to me from the friar? |
1112 | Hast thou not a word of joy? |
1112 | Hast thou slain Tybalt? |
1112 | Hath Romeo slain himself? |
1112 | Have I thought long to see this morning''s face, And doth it give me such a sight as this? |
1112 | Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too? |
1112 | Have you delivered to her our decree? |
1112 | Have you got leave to go to shrift to- day? |
1112 | Have you importun''d him by any means? |
1112 | How art thou out of breath when thou hast breath To say to me that thou art out of breath? |
1112 | How cam''st thou hither, tell me, and wherefore? |
1112 | How canst thou try them so? |
1112 | How doth my lady? |
1112 | How fares my Juliet? |
1112 | How hast thou the heart, Being a divine, a ghostly confessor, A sin- absolver, and my friend profess''d, To mangle me with that word''banished''? |
1112 | How if, when I am laid into the tomb, I wake before the time that Romeo Come to redeem me? |
1112 | How is it with her? |
1112 | How is''t, my soul? |
1112 | How long hath he been there? |
1112 | How long is it now To Lammastide? |
1112 | How long is''t now since last yourself and I Were in a mask? |
1112 | How now, Balthasar? |
1112 | How now, my headstrong? |
1112 | How now, wife? |
1112 | How now? |
1112 | How now? |
1112 | How shall that faith return again to earth Unless that husband send it me from heaven By leaving earth? |
1112 | How should they, when that wise men have no eyes? |
1112 | How, how, how, how, choplogic? |
1112 | How? |
1112 | How? |
1112 | I Pray you, Sir, what saucy merchant was this that was so full of his ropery? |
1112 | I pray, sir, can you read? |
1112 | If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him That is renown''d for faith? |
1112 | In love? |
1112 | Is Romeo slaught''red, and is Tybalt dead? |
1112 | Is Rosaline, that thou didst love so dear, So soon forsaken? |
1112 | Is he gone and hath nothing? |
1112 | Is it e''en so? |
1112 | Is it e''en so? |
1112 | Is it good- den? |
1112 | Is love a tender thing? |
1112 | Is my father well? |
1112 | Is she a Capulet? |
1112 | Is she not down so late, or up so early? |
1112 | Is she not proud? |
1112 | Is the day so young? |
1112 | Is there no pity sitting in the clouds That sees into the bottom of my grief? |
1112 | Is this the poultice for my aching bones? |
1112 | Is thy news good or bad? |
1112 | Is your man secret? |
1112 | Is''t so, indeed? |
1112 | Let me be satisfied, is''t good or bad? |
1112 | May not one speak? |
1112 | My dear- lov''d cousin, and my dearer lord? |
1112 | My dear? |
1112 | My noble uncle, do you know the cause? |
1112 | Need you my help? |
1112 | No less? |
1112 | Now, good sweet nurse- O Lord, why look''st thou sad? |
1112 | Now, nurse, what news? |
1112 | Nurse!- What should she do here? |
1112 | Nurse, where''s my daughter? |
1112 | Nurse, will you go with me into my closet To help me sort such needful ornaments As you think fit to furnish me to- morrow? |
1112 | Nurse? |
1112 | O God!- O nurse, how shall this be prevented? |
1112 | O holy friar, O, tell me, holy friar Where is my lady''s lord, where''s Romeo? |
1112 | O honey nurse, what news? |
1112 | O nature, what hadst thou to do in hell When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend In mortal paradise of such sweet flesh? |
1112 | O woe? |
1112 | O, how may I Call this a lightning? |
1112 | O, tell me, friar, tell me, In what vile part of this anatomy Doth my name lodge? |
1112 | O, think''st thou we shall ever meet again? |
1112 | O, what more favour can I do to thee Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain To sunder his that was thine enemy? |
1112 | O, where is Romeo? |
1112 | O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? |
1112 | Of love? |
1112 | On Thursday, sir? |
1112 | One fairer than my love? |
1112 | Or am I mad, hearing him talk of Juliet To think it was so? |
1112 | Or shall we on without apology? |
1112 | Quarrel, sir? |
1112 | Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, Profaners of this neighbour- stained steel- Will they not hear? |
1112 | Romeo, will you come to your father''s? |
1112 | Romeo? |
1112 | Said he not so? |
1112 | Saw you him to- day? |
1112 | Shall I be married then to- morrow morning? |
1112 | Shall I believe That unsubstantial Death is amorous, And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour? |
1112 | Shall I not then be stifled in the vault, To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in, And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes? |
1112 | Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband? |
1112 | Show me a mistress that is passing fair, What doth her beauty serve but as a note Where I may read who pass''d that passing fair? |
1112 | Sin from my lips? |
1112 | Sirrah, what made your master in this place? |
1112 | Spakest thou of Juliet? |
1112 | Speak briefly, can you like of Paris''love? |
1112 | Speak''st thou this from thy heart? |
1112 | Speak, nephew, were you by when it began? |
1112 | Sweet, sweet, Sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love? |
1112 | Tell me in sadness, who is that you love? |
1112 | Tell me, daughter Juliet, How stands your disposition to be married? |
1112 | Tell me, good my friend, What torch is yond that vainly lends his light To grubs and eyeless skulls? |
1112 | The fee simple? |
1112 | The heads of the maids? |
1112 | The what? |
1112 | Then she hath sworn that she will still live chaste? |
1112 | This afternoon, sir? |
1112 | Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest to age; Wilt thou not, Jule?'' |
1112 | Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit; Wilt thou not, Jule?'' |
1112 | Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? |
1112 | Tybalt, that murtherer, which way ran he? |
1112 | Tybalt, you ratcatcher, will you walk? |
1112 | Uncomfortable time, why cam''st thou now To murther, murther our solemnity? |
1112 | Was I with you there for the goose? |
1112 | Was ever book containing such vile matter So fairly bound? |
1112 | Was that my father that went hence so fast? |
1112 | Wash they his wounds with tears? |
1112 | Wast thou with Rosaline? |
1112 | Well, what was yours? |
1112 | What a pestilent knave is this same? |
1112 | What are they, I beseech your ladyship? |
1112 | What can he say in this? |
1112 | What care I What curious eye doth quote deformities? |
1112 | What counterfeit did I give you? |
1112 | What cursed foot wanders this way to- night To cross my obsequies and true love''s rite? |
1112 | What day is that? |
1112 | What devil art thou that dost torment me thus? |
1112 | What early tongue so sweet saluteth me? |
1112 | What eye but such an eye would spy out such a quarrel? |
1112 | What fear is this which startles in our ears? |
1112 | What fray was here? |
1112 | What further woe conspires against mine age? |
1112 | What hast thou found? |
1112 | What hast thou there? |
1112 | What if her eyes were there, they in her head? |
1112 | What if this mixture do not work at all? |
1112 | What is her mother? |
1112 | What is it else? |
1112 | What is the Prince''s doom What sorrow craves acquaintance at my hand That I yet know not? |
1112 | What is the matter? |
1112 | What is there? |
1112 | What is this? |
1112 | What is yond gentleman? |
1112 | What is your will? |
1112 | What less than doomsday is the Prince''s doom? |
1112 | What light through yonder window breaks? |
1112 | What man art thou that, thus bescreen''d in night, So stumblest on my counsel? |
1112 | What mean these masterless and gory swords To lie discolour''d by this place of peace? |
1112 | What misadventure is so early up, That calls our person from our morning rest? |
1112 | What noise is here? |
1112 | What noise is this? |
1112 | What of that? |
1112 | What of that? |
1112 | What sadness lengthens Romeo''s hours? |
1112 | What said my man when my betossed soul Did not attend him as we rode? |
1112 | What satisfaction canst thou have to- night? |
1112 | What say You, Hugh Rebeck? |
1112 | What say you, James Soundpost? |
1112 | What say you, Simon Catling? |
1112 | What say you? |
1112 | What say''st thou, my dear nurse? |
1112 | What say''st thou? |
1112 | What says Romeo? |
1112 | What says he of our marriage? |
1112 | What shall I swear by? |
1112 | What should it be, that they so shriek abroad? |
1112 | What storm is this that blows so contrary? |
1112 | What unaccustom''d cause procures her hither? |
1112 | What villain, madam? |
1112 | What will you give us? |
1112 | What wilt thou tell her, nurse? |
1112 | What wouldst thou have with me? |
1112 | What''s Montague? |
1112 | What''s he that follows there, that would not dance? |
1112 | What''s he that now is going out of door? |
1112 | What''s here? |
1112 | What''s in a name? |
1112 | What''s this? |
1112 | What, Paris too? |
1112 | What, are you busy, ho? |
1112 | What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? |
1112 | What, art thou hurt? |
1112 | What, dares the slave Come hither, cover''d with an antic face, To fleer and scorn at our solemnity? |
1112 | What, dost thou make us minstrels? |
1112 | What, drawn, and talk of peace? |
1112 | What, dress''d, and in your clothes, and down again? |
1112 | What, goodman boy? |
1112 | What, have you din''d at home? |
1112 | What, is my daughter gone to Friar Laurence? |
1112 | What, man? |
1112 | What, not a word? |
1112 | What, shall I groan and tell thee? |
1112 | What, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse? |
1112 | What, still in tears? |
1112 | What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? |
1112 | What, with a torch? |
1112 | What? |
1112 | Whence come you? |
1112 | Where are the vile beginners of this fray? |
1112 | Where be these enemies? |
1112 | Where have you been gadding? |
1112 | Where is my Romeo? |
1112 | Where is my father and my mother, nurse? |
1112 | Where is my mother? |
1112 | Where is my page? |
1112 | Where is she? |
1112 | Where is the County''s page that rais''d the watch? |
1112 | Where shall we dine? |
1112 | Where should she be? |
1112 | Where the devil should this Romeo be? |
1112 | Where''s Potpan, that he helps not to take away? |
1112 | Where''s Romeo''s man? |
1112 | Where''s this girl? |
1112 | Wherefore storm you so? |
1112 | Which way ran he that kill''d Mercutio? |
1112 | Which way? |
1112 | Whither should they come? |
1112 | Whither? |
1112 | Who bare my letter, then, to Romeo? |
1112 | Who calls so loud? |
1112 | Who calls? |
1112 | Who else? |
1112 | Who ever would have thought it? |
1112 | Who is it? |
1112 | Who is''t that calls? |
1112 | Who knocks so hard? |
1112 | Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe? |
1112 | Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach? |
1112 | Who''s there? |
1112 | Who''s there? |
1112 | Whose house? |
1112 | Why call you for a sword? |
1112 | Why dost thou stay? |
1112 | Why railest thou on thy birth, the heaven, and earth? |
1112 | Why should you fall into so deep an O? |
1112 | Why the devil came you between us? |
1112 | Why''music with her silver sound''? |
1112 | Why, Romeo, art thou mad? |
1112 | Why, how now, Juliet? |
1112 | Why, how now, kinsman? |
1112 | Why, is not this better now than groaning for love? |
1112 | Why, may one ask? |
1112 | Why, what is Tybalt? |
1112 | Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed; Acquaint her here of my son Paris''love And bid her( mark you me?) |
1112 | Will it not be? |
1112 | Will she none? |
1112 | Will you be ready? |
1112 | Will you go to them? |
1112 | Will you pluck your sword out of his pitcher by the ears? |
1112 | Will you speak well of him that kill''d your cousin? |
1112 | Will you tell me that? |
1112 | Wilt thou be gone? |
1112 | Wilt thou provoke me? |
1112 | Wilt thou slay thyself? |
1112 | With Rosaline, my ghostly father? |
1112 | Would''st thou withdraw it? |
1112 | Yea, is the worst well? |
1112 | Yea, noise? |
1112 | Yet''banished''? |
1112 | You will not then? |
1112 | You''ll not endure him? |
1112 | Young Romeo is it? |
1112 | Your love says, like an honest gentleman, and a courteous, and a kind, and a handsome; and, I warrant, a virtuous- Where is your mother? |
1112 | [ aside to Gregory] Is the law of our side if I say ay? |
1112 | [ aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this? |
1112 | [ to a Servingman] What lady''s that, which doth enrich the hand Of yonder knight? |
1112 | a conduit, girl? |
1112 | and what says My conceal''d lady to our cancell''d love? |
1112 | are you up? |
1112 | drunk all, and left no friendly drop To help me after? |
1112 | or did I dream it so? |
1112 | the cords That Romeo bid thee fetch? |
1112 | turn thy back and run? |
1112 | what day is this? |
1112 | what manners is in this, To press before thy father to a grave? |
1112 | what news? |
1112 | what''s this? |
1112 | what, are you mad? |
1112 | where is my lord? |
1112 | wherefore art thou Romeo? |
1112 | which of you all Will now deny to dance? |
2070 | ''Air you Jean Isbel, son of ole Gass Isbel?'' 2070 ''Counterfeit? |
2070 | ''Who saw me?'' 2070 ''Why was n''t I smart?'' |
2070 | ''You say you saw me?'' 2070 Adios means good- by?" |
2070 | Agreed.... All daid black, is n''t he, except that white face? 2070 Am I drunk that you grab me?" |
2070 | Am I nice? |
2070 | Am I out of my haid, or are y''u? |
2070 | Am I to pack my belongin''s or leave them heah? |
2070 | An'', say, did n''t thet last shot sound too sharp fer Somers''s forty- five? |
2070 | An''are y''u Bill Isbel? |
2070 | An''how are we goin''to get their bodies? |
2070 | An''now what do you think of Jean Isbel? |
2070 | An''now what''s left for me? |
2070 | An''powerful thoughtless an''--an''blind-- lettin''men kiss you an''fondle you-- when you''re really a growed- up woman now? |
2070 | An''then what? |
2070 | An''then, what d''ye think? 2070 An''whar''s Guy Isbel?" |
2070 | An''what then, boy? |
2070 | An''which way? |
2070 | An''who told you I was goin''to ride in to- day? |
2070 | An''who''s that? |
2070 | An''why? |
2070 | An''you want to leave it? |
2070 | And where have y''u been, uncle? 2070 And you never opened it?" |
2070 | Ann, did you ever meet Ellen Jorth? |
2070 | Ann, do you think she''s a bad girl? |
2070 | Anyhow, the woods was full of flyin''bullets.... Springer, did you account for any of them? |
2070 | Anythin''to interest me? |
2070 | Are y''u goin''to stay heah-- an''wait for them? |
2070 | Are you a sheep herder? |
2070 | Are you goin''to stay here always? |
2070 | Are you hurt-- bad? |
2070 | Are yu goin''away again? |
2070 | Are-- you-- all right? |
2070 | Aw, dad, you do n''t reckon they''ll round us up heah? |
2070 | Bad? 2070 Between sheepmen and cattlemen?" |
2070 | Blaisdell, did y''u ever heah of me in Texas? |
2070 | Blue, how air y''u? |
2070 | Blue? |
2070 | But I asked you to marry me? |
2070 | But I''m shore curious.... Daggs, then-- he was nothin''to y''u? |
2070 | But what''s the use of thinkin''? 2070 By whom? |
2070 | By whom? |
2070 | Cain''t I run a horse round heah without being chased? |
2070 | Cain''t it be helped? |
2070 | Care- less? |
2070 | Colter, what are y''u goin''to do? |
2070 | Colter, what''re we goin''to do? |
2070 | Colter-- where-- oh, where are Y''u takin''me? |
2070 | Colter? 2070 Dad, tell me, is there goin''to be a war?" |
2070 | Dad, when y''u play cards do n''t y''u call a spade a spade? |
2070 | Dad, where''s my pack? |
2070 | Dad, will those hogs-- eat human flesh? |
2070 | Deals? 2070 Did I say I would n''t?" |
2070 | Did Sprague tell you aboot this half- Indian Isbel-- aboot his reputation? |
2070 | Did he look to you like a real woodsman? |
2070 | Did he say Spades belonged to him? |
2070 | Did he shoot himself accidentally? |
2070 | Did y''u go with them? |
2070 | Did y''u know many Texas girls? |
2070 | Did y''u offer to give Spades back? |
2070 | Did y''u see Isbel? |
2070 | Did y''u talk to him? |
2070 | Did y''u tell the truth-- when y''u denied ever bein''a sweetheart of Simm Bruce? |
2070 | Did you come heah to see me? |
2070 | Did you get a bead on anythin''? |
2070 | Did you know who they were? |
2070 | Do n''t you know? |
2070 | Do y''u? |
2070 | Do you like him? |
2070 | Do you like it? |
2070 | Does it mean anythin''to y''u? |
2070 | Does old Sprague live here? |
2070 | Doon''t y''u know anythin''about-- about people? 2070 Ellen, did Jean Isbel see this black horse?" |
2070 | Ellen, has Colter told y''u yet-- aboot-- aboot Lee an''Jackson? |
2070 | Ellen, what riled Daggs? |
2070 | Ellen, what''s happened to y''u? |
2070 | Ellen, y''u shore know I always loved y''u-- now do n''t y''u? |
2070 | For my sake? |
2070 | For what? |
2070 | Forty- four, eh? 2070 Gamblin''?" |
2070 | Game I... Game of what? |
2070 | Girl, have y''u lost your nerve? |
2070 | Girl, we''re strangers, but what of that? 2070 Girl, what do you mean?" |
2070 | Girl, what the hell are y''u sayin''? |
2070 | Go with them? 2070 Gun? |
2070 | Hash Knife Gang? 2070 Have n''t you sense enough to see that? |
2070 | Have you got a horse? |
2070 | Have you no shame? 2070 Hey, Ellen, are y''u there?" |
2070 | Hey, Jim-- what''s the shootin''? |
2070 | How aboot Simm Brace? |
2070 | How aboot friends? |
2070 | How aboot the sheep? |
2070 | How do you know, boy? |
2070 | How many left in that Isbel outfit? |
2070 | How so? |
2070 | How them winders have wooden shutters thet keep a light from showin''outside? 2070 How''d this heah young Isbel strike you?" |
2070 | How''d y''u- all guess that? |
2070 | How''d yu do that? 2070 How''s Tad?" |
2070 | How''s that, Johnny? |
2070 | How-- so? |
2070 | Insulted you?... |
2070 | Is that a wolf? |
2070 | Jean, do you know any of them? |
2070 | Jean, what you make of it? |
2070 | Jean, would it be any easier for our women if we let these men shoot us down in cold blood? |
2070 | Jean-- can you-- can you shoot that far? |
2070 | Jim, what''s to be done? |
2070 | Killed them-- that way? |
2070 | Like what? |
2070 | Mah child, when''d Kurnel Jorth ever play for fun? |
2070 | Mah dear, shore you set on my knee just the other day, now, did n''t you? |
2070 | Man, could I do more? |
2070 | Me? 2070 My name-- mentioned?" |
2070 | No.... Did Sprague tell you anythin''about the row he saw me in? |
2070 | Of course there are honest an''square sheepmen in the Basin? |
2070 | Oh, did he really say that? 2070 Pepe, when is Antonio comin''back?" |
2070 | Please keep this-- this meetin''of mine with her all to yourself, wo n''t you? |
2070 | Queen, is my uncle Tad heah? |
2070 | Reckon you''re used to bunkin''outdoors? |
2070 | Say, Bruce,said Daggs,"was this heah palaverin''of yours an''Jean Isbel''s aboot the old stock dispute? |
2070 | Say, ca n''t he twinkle through the forest? 2070 Say, did you see any strange horse tracks?" |
2070 | Say, do y''u expect me to believe that? |
2070 | Say, do you reckon Blue really is King Fisher? |
2070 | Say, was Daggs in thet Jorth outfit? |
2070 | See? |
2070 | Seein''that you an''Lee Jorth hate each other, why could n''t you act like men? 2070 Shore y''u do n''t think I''d run off if my dad got in a fight?" |
2070 | Shore y''u never expected me? |
2070 | Slater, what''s this heah black''s name? |
2070 | So y''u- all got home? |
2070 | So? 2070 Son, did you bury Bernardino?" |
2070 | Spades? |
2070 | Stolen-- pasture-- tracked him up heah? |
2070 | Tell me, uncle, what''s goin''on down in the Valley? |
2070 | That aboot your bein''so good? |
2070 | That y''u, Jean? |
2070 | Then you''ll meet me here day after to- morrow? |
2070 | Then-- Are you on the ranchers''side? |
2070 | Thet made Bruce bust out puffin''an''spittin'':''Wha- tt, fer instance? 2070 This-- sheepman, Jorth?" |
2070 | To those hogs? 2070 Too late?" |
2070 | Uncle John, y''u shore cain''t mean my father would n''t stop fightin''long enough to drive the hogs off an''bury those daid men? |
2070 | Uncle Tad, are y''u heah? |
2070 | Uncle, are y''u in pain? |
2070 | Wal, Ellen-- how aboot Jean Isbel-- our half- breed Nez Perce friend-- who was shore seen handlin''y''u familiar? |
2070 | Wal, Jean, do you recollect them shootin''-irons? |
2070 | Wal, Miss Jorth, I reckon you mean we''re a bad lot of sheepmen? |
2070 | Wal, are y''u goin''away with me? |
2070 | Wal, boss, what did I tell you? |
2070 | Wal, come in an''set down, wo n''t you? |
2070 | Wal, now what''s up? |
2070 | Wal, then, why did you let them? 2070 Wal, this stand- offishness of yours?" |
2070 | Wal, what happened out there? |
2070 | Wal, what if it is? |
2070 | Wal, what''re they goin''to do after dark, an''what''re WE goin''to do? |
2070 | Wal, what''s your trick? |
2070 | Wal, would n''t you git kind of a hunch thet the rustlers was-- say a leetle friendly toward the sheepmen? |
2070 | Was Slater near you when he yelled out? |
2070 | Was he glad to hear it? |
2070 | Was it-- y''u? |
2070 | Was n''t thet a queer way fer a man to act? |
2070 | Well then, why did you ask? |
2070 | Were n''t any of y''u decent enough to look after my uncle? |
2070 | Whar? |
2070 | What did I fetch you, hey? |
2070 | What did he have in that package? 2070 What did he think of me?" |
2070 | What did he want up heah? |
2070 | What did you do with it? |
2070 | What did you see?'' 2070 What difference does that make? |
2070 | What do I care for the talk down in that Basin? |
2070 | What do y''u mean? |
2070 | What do y''u want there? |
2070 | What do y''u want? |
2070 | What do you make of this kind of fightin''? |
2070 | What for-- y''u hussy? 2070 What is it, Shepp?" |
2070 | What more do we want? |
2070 | What of? 2070 What started such rumor?" |
2070 | What the hell''s up? |
2070 | What was it, then? |
2070 | What''ll become of her? 2070 What''s got into y''u?" |
2070 | What''s in a name? |
2070 | What''s that? |
2070 | What''s the good word? |
2070 | What''s the matter with him? |
2070 | What''s the matter, kid? |
2070 | What''s this? |
2070 | What''s-- wrong-- up heah? |
2070 | What- at? 2070 Where bound?" |
2070 | Where did it happen? 2070 Where do we come in?" |
2070 | Where is he? |
2070 | Where was me an''Guy, huh? 2070 Where was your gun?" |
2070 | Where you goin''with your gun? 2070 Where''s Antonio?" |
2070 | Where''s Queen? |
2070 | Where''s Somers? |
2070 | Where''s dad an''Uncle Jackson? |
2070 | Where''s father? |
2070 | Where''s my dad? |
2070 | Where?... 2070 Which one do you want, Jean?" |
2070 | Which way is the Rim? |
2070 | Who are they goin''to fight? |
2070 | Who did, then? |
2070 | Who has? |
2070 | Who is he? |
2070 | Who''re they? |
2070 | Who''re--- you? |
2070 | Who''s after you? |
2070 | Who''s goin''to tell the women? |
2070 | Who''s this man Greaves? |
2070 | Who''s with y''u, Colter? |
2070 | Who-- did it? |
2070 | Who? 2070 Who?" |
2070 | Whose gun is that? |
2070 | Why did y''u want to tell me that particularly? |
2070 | Why do you hate me so? |
2070 | Why not? |
2070 | Why not? |
2070 | Why should I? |
2070 | Will somebody please tell me where to find my father, Gaston Isbel? |
2070 | With y''u, dad, at the haid of one faction and Gaston Isbel the other? |
2070 | Wo n''t y''u take me away? |
2070 | Word has been passed ag''in''your good name-- your honor.... An''hevn''t you given cause fer thet? |
2070 | Would n''t you like to know? 2070 Would you go away with me?" |
2070 | Y''u mean that? |
2070 | Y''u will be-- Ellen-- unless--"Aw, shut up that kind of gab, will y''u? |
2070 | Y''u''re shore? |
2070 | Yes? |
2070 | You know he''s got this Daggs to lead his faction against the Isbels? |
2070 | You know this talk of sheepmen buckin''the cattlemen is all a blind? |
2070 | You mean Greaves or some of his friends? |
2070 | You''re not insulted? |
2070 | ''Why not? |
2070 | ... An''what''s likely to come of this mess?" |
2070 | ... An''why not?" |
2070 | ... Could y''u forgive a Jorth?" |
2070 | ... Dad, ca n''t this fight be avoided?" |
2070 | ... Did he-- really mean it?" |
2070 | ... Do y''u know anythin''about hogs?" |
2070 | ... How can a girl be nice when she has no clean, decent woman''s clothes to wear?" |
2070 | ... How''re y''u buckin''up, girl?" |
2070 | ... Now ai n''t y''u, shore?" |
2070 | ... Wal, I might hev reckoned so.... Ellen, how do you stand on this hyar sheep an''cattle question?" |
2070 | ... What kind of a game do you think you can play with me?" |
2070 | ... What you mean, girl, runnin''like a streak right down on us? |
2070 | ... What''ll become of all the women? |
2070 | ... Who did kill my father?" |
2070 | Aboot his father''s range an''water? |
2070 | After all, was it not merely an accident? |
2070 | Ai n''t this a store? |
2070 | Ai n''t y''u a hoss tracker thet rustlers cain''t fool? |
2070 | Ai n''t y''u a plumb dead shot? |
2070 | Ai n''t y''u an Injun, Jean Isbel? |
2070 | Ai n''t y''u wuss''ern a grizzly bear in a rough- an''-tumble? |
2070 | An''Antonio''s gone.... Now, honest, Ellen, did n''t y''u heah rifle shots off somewhere?" |
2070 | An''Bill an''Guy?" |
2070 | An''how do y''u account for layin''me out with every dirty name y''u could give tongue to?" |
2070 | An''partickler aboot, sheep?" |
2070 | An''what for?" |
2070 | An''where''s Queen?" |
2070 | An''you, Jean, where''s your girl? |
2070 | And why not? |
2070 | Any truth in that?" |
2070 | Are You well, dad, an''all right?" |
2070 | Are n''t y''u takin''a terrible chance?" |
2070 | Are y''u cut? |
2070 | Ask him?" |
2070 | Besides, if she had wanted to run off from Colter, where could she go? |
2070 | Between whom?" |
2070 | But could he lie there to hear-- to see-- when he had a knife and an arm? |
2070 | But how much longer are yu goin''to be like this heah?" |
2070 | But thet was only natural, considerin''--""What?" |
2070 | But what did it matter who was to blame for the Jorth- Isbel feud? |
2070 | But what if you throwed your sheep round my range an''sheeped off the grass so my cattle would hev to move or starve?" |
2070 | But what the hell CAN we do?" |
2070 | But what was the vague sense of all not being well with him-- the essence of a faint regret-- the insistence of a hovering shadow? |
2070 | But would n''t you hev a queer idee aboot it?" |
2070 | By what monstrous motive had she done that? |
2070 | By whom? |
2070 | Ca n''t you feel the same about me?" |
2070 | Ca n''t you see that? |
2070 | Ca n''t you tell that? |
2070 | Colter-- cain''t y''u see?" |
2070 | Could he live up to the character that somehow had forestalled his advent in Grass Valley? |
2070 | Could she escape her fate? |
2070 | Could she ever forget? |
2070 | Could these be friends of the Jorth crowd, on the way with warnings of the approach of the Isbels? |
2070 | Could y''u?" |
2070 | Dad, what was the idea askin''me to pack out an arsenal?" |
2070 | Did Bill know what Blue knew? |
2070 | Did Colter mean what Daggs had always meant? |
2070 | Did he say anythin''about what he an''the rest of them are goin''to do?" |
2070 | Did n''t Jean find the black hoss up at Jorth''s ranch?" |
2070 | Did they sense that their father would never come back? |
2070 | Did you find it?" |
2070 | Do y''u heah that? |
2070 | Do you Isbels want to be killed like sheep?" |
2070 | Do you?" |
2070 | Ellen did not return his greeting, but queried, almost breathlessly,"Did y''u come by our ranch?" |
2070 | First off, what did Jim Blaisdell tell you?" |
2070 | Had Gaston Isbel truly and dishonestly started her father on his downhill road? |
2070 | Had he become infatuated, all in a day, with this Ellen Jorth? |
2070 | Had he fallen? |
2070 | Had he met her only that morning? |
2070 | Had not the Ellen Jorth incident ended? |
2070 | Had she reached out to clasp him? |
2070 | Had they lied? |
2070 | Has he any children?" |
2070 | Have any of you a word to say in Ellen Jorth''s defense? |
2070 | Have yu got any hay for the hosses?" |
2070 | He might kill y''u and-- then where would I be?" |
2070 | He never lived heah.... An''my sister Ann said-- he got sweet on y''u.... Now did he?" |
2070 | Hev you any relatives away from hyar thet you could go to till this fight''s over?" |
2070 | How aboot that?" |
2070 | How aboot that?" |
2070 | How aboot thet?'' |
2070 | How about Jorth? |
2070 | How can a novel be stirring and thrilling, as were those times, unless it be full of sensation? |
2070 | How can the truth be told about the pioneering of the West if the struggle, the fight, the blood be left out? |
2070 | How could it happen? |
2070 | How strange that the little ones seemed to realize the meaning of this good- by? |
2070 | Hussy? |
2070 | I ca n''t say the meetin''was not interestin'', at least to me.... Will you tell me what you know about her?" |
2070 | I expect him back soon.... Did y''u come to see him?" |
2070 | I meant only hevn''t you been, say, sort of-- careless?" |
2070 | I met you... fell in love with you in a flash-- though I never knew it till after.... Why do you hate me so terribly?" |
2070 | I must stick to Dad.... or kill myself?" |
2070 | I said so, did n''t I?" |
2070 | I seen him nount his horse an''ride away.... Now, girl, what hev you to say?" |
2070 | I wonder, Colter-- did y''u ever have a home-- a mother-- a sister-- much less a sweetheart?" |
2070 | I''m lost.... What does it matter? |
2070 | I--""Tad, how''s your hurt?" |
2070 | If I thought so, would I want to see you again?" |
2070 | If nature had not failed her, had God failed her? |
2070 | If she had done sore injury to Isbel what bad she done to herself? |
2070 | Is he daid?" |
2070 | Is n''t there something I can do?" |
2070 | Is that all?" |
2070 | Jorth will have some of these fellows.... Now, are we goin''to wait to be sheeped off our range an''to be murdered from ambush?" |
2070 | Just to be born, just to suffer, just to die-- could that be all? |
2070 | Loved her? |
2070 | Me?" |
2070 | Meetin''me in the woods?" |
2070 | Must she decay there like one of these rotting logs? |
2070 | Must she forever be repulsing these rude men among whom her lot was cast? |
2070 | My sister? |
2070 | News?" |
2070 | Now does n''t he?" |
2070 | Say,''Uncle Jean, what did you fetch us?'' |
2070 | She might be crushed and destroyed by life, but was there not something beyond? |
2070 | She rose and asked,"Where can I sleep?" |
2070 | Shore my pride made me a fool.... An''now have I any choice to make? |
2070 | Shore you ai n''t goin''to say good mawnin''to this heah bad lot?" |
2070 | So y''u wish Jean Isbel would hop in heah, do y''u?" |
2070 | Solitude, the empty aisles of the forest, the far miles of lonely wilderness-- were these the added all? |
2070 | Still-- was she glad, after all? |
2070 | Strange, is n''t it? |
2070 | Suppose y''u''re on the way to Grass Valley?" |
2070 | The little ones?" |
2070 | The silence then broke with a hoarse,"What''s thet?" |
2070 | Then-- what did dad do?" |
2070 | There was shore--""Who-- who was killed?" |
2070 | Wal, what is it, then-- if I''m safe to ask?" |
2070 | Wal, what''re you goin''to do aboot it?" |
2070 | Wal, where was you headin''for before you got lost?" |
2070 | Was he hiding? |
2070 | Was he jealous of the men who had the privilege of her kisses? |
2070 | Was he not faithless to his father? |
2070 | Was he thinking of the miserable battle his father had summoned him to lead-- of what it would cost-- of its useless pain and hatred? |
2070 | Was it an omen? |
2070 | Was it not a sudden transition of her nature to the dominance of hate? |
2070 | Was it only a day since he had met Ellen Jorth? |
2070 | Was it the situation that struck her with a foreboding perplexity or was her intuition steeling her against this man? |
2070 | Was it too late? |
2070 | Was she riding to escape from herself? |
2070 | Was that what I come out heah for?" |
2070 | Was the row in Greaves''s barroom aboot sheep?" |
2070 | Was there no end to this gulf of despair? |
2070 | Was your mother decent? |
2070 | Was your sister decent? |
2070 | Well, who''s we?" |
2070 | Were they mistaken in the canyon? |
2070 | Whad''d you do, Jean?" |
2070 | What ailed her? |
2070 | What could they mean? |
2070 | What could this one be? |
2070 | What could, they mean? |
2070 | What did he want of her? |
2070 | What did it matter? |
2070 | What did old Isbel have in his mind? |
2070 | What did she care what it contained? |
2070 | What did you do?" |
2070 | What do I care what y''u believe?" |
2070 | What do y''u want heah?" |
2070 | What else on earth can we do?" |
2070 | What good, what help, Jean wondered, could the cold, sweet, granite water, so dear to woodsmen and wild creatures, do this wounded, hunted rustler? |
2070 | What had happened to her? |
2070 | What had made all the difference? |
2070 | What had she done that day? |
2070 | What had she learned? |
2070 | What had she to hide from Jean Isbel? |
2070 | What had that star to do with hell? |
2070 | What if he admired her? |
2070 | What lay before him? |
2070 | What mattered all else? |
2070 | What might they mean to poor, ragged, untidy, beautiful Ellen Jorth? |
2070 | What then did it portend now? |
2070 | What then?" |
2070 | What was he goin''to do with it?" |
2070 | What was her story? |
2070 | What was in it? |
2070 | What was the faint, deep, growing thrill that accompanied some of his thoughts? |
2070 | What was the use? |
2070 | What was there about Colter with which she must reckon? |
2070 | What was this lying calm when there seemed to be a stone hammer at her heart? |
2070 | What with?" |
2070 | What would be left? |
2070 | What''d he look like?" |
2070 | What''d you think then?" |
2070 | What''re y''u drivin''at, Uncle John?" |
2070 | What''s a name, anyhow? |
2070 | What''s his name, dad? |
2070 | What, fer instance?, asked Isbel, quick an''sarcastic. |
2070 | Where was Jean Isbel going? |
2070 | Where was that splendid and terrible daring of the gunman? |
2070 | Where were your herders an''cowboys? |
2070 | Where you been, girl?" |
2070 | Where''d y''u leave yours?" |
2070 | Who is he? |
2070 | Who saw it? |
2070 | Who was she? |
2070 | Who were they? |
2070 | Who would ever think of Ellen Jorth? |
2070 | Who''s stealin''''em?" |
2070 | Why did he not wait in the open to fight and face the death he had meted? |
2070 | Why had he come back? |
2070 | Why had she not resented his action? |
2070 | Why queer? |
2070 | Why should he ponder? |
2070 | Why should he remember? |
2070 | Why should it not be pleasant to run across some one new-- some one strange in this heah wild country?" |
2070 | Why''d you do thet, Jean?" |
2070 | Why? |
2070 | Will y''u?" |
2070 | Will you tell me where my dad lives?" |
2070 | Would it be a Jorth or an Isbel? |
2070 | Would n''t it be better for us first to see if he crossed the canyon? |
2070 | Would the dog yelp that way if the man was dead? |
2070 | Would you be friends with her if you could?" |
2070 | Y''u mean I could n''t do that now?" |
2070 | Y''u''re from the coast?" |
2070 | Yet was that all? |
2070 | cain''t y''u tell a decent woman? |
2070 | is there no other way? |
2070 | she whispered in her distraction,"is there nothing left-- nothing at all?" |
2070 | what''s the matter?" |
12280 | ''E took de lett''? |
12280 | ''Ma lill dotter, wad dad meggin you cry? 12280 ''Ow you know dat?" |
12280 | ''Sieur Frowenfel'', Agricola writ''n''to Sylvestre to stop dat dool? |
12280 | ''Sieur Frowenfel'', oo dad man was? 12280 ''Sieur Frowenfel'',"he called from under the counter, later in the day,"you t''ink it would be hanny disgrace to paint de pigshoe of a niggah?" |
12280 | ''Sieur Frowenfel'',he resumed, as they came away from the window,"one week ago"--he held up one finger--"what I was doing? |
12280 | ''Sieur Frowenfel'',said Aurora, leaning her head on one side,"some pipple thing it is doze climade;''ow you lag doze climade?" |
12280 | ''Sieur Grandissime,--her voice was very tender,--"wad you''horry?" |
12280 | A professional call? |
12280 | A silent one,said the apothecary"So silent as to be none of my business?" |
12280 | Achille? 12280 Agricola and Sylvestre?" |
12280 | Ah, ah, I see; like her brother Honoré-- looks at both sides of a question-- a miserable practice; but why could n''t Palmyre use_ her_ eyes? 12280 Ah, my name? |
12280 | Ah? |
12280 | Aha? |
12280 | Allegoricon? 12280 Alone?" |
12280 | An unguent? 12280 An''''Sieur Frowenfel''--dey kill''i m? |
12280 | An''you crah bic- ause''e is nod guiltie? |
12280 | And I must be mum, eh? |
12280 | And I with you? |
12280 | And Mandarin is really in charge here? |
12280 | And Mr.----, your cousin? |
12280 | And did the trip prove of no advantage to you? |
12280 | And have she and her daughter actually got the money? |
12280 | And how did you answer them? |
12280 | And how, indeed, do you know that? |
12280 | And left the lady? |
12280 | And may I offer you no help in your difficulty? |
12280 | And pray, how would you give a people a free government and then compel them to administer it? |
12280 | And that will bring the money, will it? |
12280 | And what is the question before me? |
12280 | And who is my Neighbor? |
12280 | And why to- night? |
12280 | And why? |
12280 | And you are not afraid to go alone? |
12280 | And you do n''t see that it ought either not to have begun, or else ought not to have ended there? |
12280 | And you positively will give the money to the managers not later than to- morrow evening? |
12280 | And you say that, when you would have inquired for him at Frowenfeld''s, you saw Palmyre there, standing and talking with Frowenfeld? 12280 And you think restitution should be made them, no doubt, eh?" |
12280 | And you think they have been deeply wronged, eh? 12280 And you think you know who it is?" |
12280 | And you will really go and see him? |
12280 | And you? |
12280 | Are you certain of that? |
12280 | Are you writing something, Professor? |
12280 | As Señor will remember I told him,remarked the overseer;"how can a man expect to plow with a zebra?" |
12280 | At any cost? |
12280 | At least, what_ has_ happened? 12280 Awake?" |
12280 | But how came a lady to be out on the levee, at sunset, on foot and alone? |
12280 | But w''at_ can_ dey say? 12280 But when my hand itches,"retorted Aurore in a high key,"have n''t I got to put it instantly into my pocket if I want the money to come there? |
12280 | But who is this person in mortal peril? |
12280 | But who will sing? |
12280 | But why did you let Agamemnon and Valentine go off that way, you? |
12280 | But why, then, does he not walk with her? |
12280 | But with nothing to laugh at? |
12280 | But your late companion? |
12280 | But, Doctor, why not take your own advice? 12280 But,"said the little doctor,"what did that fellow mean by your Creole partner? |
12280 | Can not leave her room? |
12280 | Can you keep shop in the forenoon or afternoon indifferently, as I may require? |
12280 | Can you paint sometimes in the morning and keep shop in the evening? |
12280 | Channel? 12280 Citizen Fusilier, do you know me no better?" |
12280 | Citizen Fusilier,asked one of the gossips,"what has the new government to do with the health of the Muses?" |
12280 | Clemence? |
12280 | Clotilde,said the mother, presently looking up,"do you remember the evening you treated me so ill?" |
12280 | Come, come, Raoul, tell me, what is the news? |
12280 | D''you fin''him? |
12280 | Dad was all? |
12280 | Dat me w''at pass in rue Royale ev''y mawnin''holl''in''''_ Bé calas touts chauds_,''an''singin''; do n''t you know? |
12280 | Dead stock in a mercantile sense, you mean,continued the apothecary;"but are men right in measuring such things only by their present market value?" |
12280 | Did I speak? 12280 Did she change her mind, or did she misunderstand me?" |
12280 | Did she sign the paper? |
12280 | Did they ever tell you their history? |
12280 | Did you ever hear of a more perfect specimen of Creole pride? 12280 Did you recognize him?" |
12280 | Did you see him? 12280 Did you see his face?" |
12280 | Did you see that man just turn the bend of the road, away yonder? |
12280 | Did you tell my cousins the foundations of society here are false? |
12280 | Do I know I have a head on my shoulders? 12280 Do dragoons ever moralize?" |
12280 | Do he and Joe Frowenfeld visit there? |
12280 | Do n''t you know? |
12280 | Do we part here? |
12280 | Do you know those ladies, Mr. Frowenfeld? 12280 Do you know where you are going?" |
12280 | Do you know who wrote it? |
12280 | Do you mean''dies''? |
12280 | Do you not know what she was going to do with it? |
12280 | Do you not see it? |
12280 | Do you say they have caught her? |
12280 | Do you think so, Doctor? 12280 Do you wish me to go to- night?" |
12280 | Do you wish me to work a spell for you? |
12280 | Do you wish to put it in the window? |
12280 | Do you wish to see me? |
12280 | Doctah Keene,demanded Raoul, ignoring the question,"I hask you now, plain, don''you find dat mighty disgressful to do dat way, lak Honoré?" |
12280 | Doctor Keene,said the visitor, when his attitude was no longer tolerable,"have you anything more to say to me before I leave you?" |
12280 | Does my hand tremble, Joseph? 12280 Does the arrangem''--"his utterance failed him--"does it end there?" |
12280 | Douane? |
12280 | Ee was yeh?--laz nighd? |
12280 | Eh? 12280 Exclusively?" |
12280 | Fo''wad you Cryne? |
12280 | For sale? |
12280 | Frowenfeld,he said, with a smile and in an undertone, as Agricola''s footsteps died away,"do n''t you know who that woman is?" |
12280 | Has it anything inside? |
12280 | Have you any idea who stabbed Citizen Fusilier? |
12280 | Have you any knowledge of this business? |
12280 | Have you heard at whose house this was? |
12280 | Have you not paid it? |
12280 | Have you seen Honoré Grandissime? |
12280 | Have you seen Joseph Frowenfeld to- day? |
12280 | He did n''t say that? |
12280 | He? 12280 Hemorrhage?" |
12280 | Hey, old witch,said the doctor, with mock severity;"not hung yet?" |
12280 | Honoré Grandissime? 12280 Honoré,"said the doctor, following him a step,"I could n''t have made a mistake-- It''s the little Monk,--it''s Aurora, is n''t it?" |
12280 | Honoré? |
12280 | Horses? |
12280 | How are affairs about town? |
12280 | How did that happen? |
12280 | How is he? |
12280 | How is it spelled on that paper? |
12280 | How so? |
12280 | How? |
12280 | How? |
12280 | I adv-- yes; what is it you find? |
12280 | I am sorry now--derisively--"that I never sent_ my_ boy to France, am I not? |
12280 | I did not treat you ill."Yes, do n''t you know-- the evening you made me lose my purse? |
12280 | I do not understand you, sir; what is that? |
12280 | I mean,insisted Frowenfeld,"Is there no man who can stand between you and those who wrong you, and effect a peaceful reparation?" |
12280 | I must go alone; and-- can you lend me your carriage? 12280 I suppose my cousins denied your statement with indignation, eh?" |
12280 | I suppose you know what---- thinks about it? |
12280 | I tell you, Agricole, you did n''t have it with you; Frowenfeld, you have n''t seen a big knotted walking- stick? |
12280 | I thing, me, dey hought to pud doze quadroon''free? |
12280 | I think the warmer is growing weather outside, is it-- is it not? |
12280 | I, Agricola Fusilier, stand as an interpreter to a negro? 12280 If Professo''Frowenfel''''s in?" |
12280 | If the pre- parish- ions are not complitted, you will not find''i m; but if they har complitted-- you know''i m? |
12280 | In no cemetery-- being Protestants, you know--"Ah, yes, sir? |
12280 | In wad_ cimetière_ dad was? |
12280 | Including the gentleman from whom you rent your store? |
12280 | Innocen''from wad? |
12280 | Is Mr. Frowenfeld in? |
12280 | Is not the season early? |
12280 | Is there no one who can make peace between you? |
12280 | Is this a corporeal man, or must I doubt my eyes? 12280 Is this what that lady was getting?" |
12280 | Is this young man in love with her? |
12280 | Is your mistress well enough by this time to venture here? |
12280 | It is not true, is it? |
12280 | It is your work? |
12280 | It was-- my landlord, was n''t it? |
12280 | Know? |
12280 | Laugh? 12280 M- m- m.""You must not watch me go out of sight; do you hear? |
12280 | Mah frang,he said to his table companion,"wass you sink of a mane w''at hask- a one neegrow to''ave- a one shair wiz''i m, eh?--in ze sem room?" |
12280 | Mawse Chawlie,she said again,"w''a''s dis I yeh''bout dat Eu''ope country? |
12280 | May be she was going to make a little tisane, eh? |
12280 | Monday before last? |
12280 | Monsieur Innerarity,said''Polyte,"_ who is_ Monsieur Honoré Grandissime? |
12280 | More than he deserves? |
12280 | Mr. Frhowenfeld,said the other,"do you evva rhide?" |
12280 | Mr. Frowenfeld, are these your books? 12280 Mr. Frowenfeld, you know my uncle very well, I believe-- Agricole Fusilier-- long beard?" |
12280 | Mr. Frowenfeld, you know what some very excellent people do with this? 12280 Mr. Frowenfeld, you never make pills with eight corners eh?" |
12280 | My Indian Queen? |
12280 | News? 12280 No, I did not intend to say all this; I came to offer my help to you; but my mind is full-- what do you expect? |
12280 | No, it ought not to be so hard--"How, not so hard? |
12280 | No, you make them round; can not you make your doctrines the same way? 12280 No,"she said,"bud a man wad godd some''ouses to rend, muz ee nod boun''to ged''is rend?" |
12280 | No- o? 12280 Nod sell me--_ouangan_?" |
12280 | Not in de groun''[2]? |
12280 | Not the De Brahmin Mandarin who was Honoré''s manager? |
12280 | Now which is the older, little old woman? |
12280 | Of course you know where Cannes Brulées is, do n''t you? |
12280 | Office? 12280 On high land?" |
12280 | Oo dad is,''Sieur Frowenfel''? |
12280 | Oo dad is,''Sieur Frowenfel''? |
12280 | Oo it is,''Sieur Frowenfel''? |
12280 | Ow much you tink? |
12280 | Palmyre? 12280 Partly,"replied Frowenfeld;"but how shall I vindicate my innocence? |
12280 | Policy? 12280 Possible?" |
12280 | Pro- hofessor Frowenfeld, by what right do you interfere? |
12280 | Purse? |
12280 | Put them-- put-- put them--What could it mean? |
12280 | Rhaoul? 12280 See me alone?" |
12280 | Shall I need any instruments? 12280 Shall we go into my room?" |
12280 | She? 12280 Should the opportunity offer,"continued Joseph,"may I speak a word for you myself?" |
12280 | Sir? |
12280 | Sir? |
12280 | Sir? |
12280 | So you concluded not to die, eh? 12280 Tale me,"said the landlord, as he concluded the recital,"w''y deen Bras Coupé mague dad curze on Agricola Fusilier? |
12280 | That Honoré is having all his business carried on in English? |
12280 | That boat song, do you mean, which they sing as a signal to those on shore? |
12280 | That is all I can do? |
12280 | That is all, Palmyre, is it not? 12280 That is why she wanted the_ basilic_, eh?" |
12280 | The great lawyer? |
12280 | Then the store below is to be occupied by a-- what? |
12280 | Think I am going to shake hands with an apothecary? |
12280 | To see whom? |
12280 | To whom, my child? 12280 Uncle,"Aurora by and by heard Honoré say,"shall I leave my own counting- room?" |
12280 | Very well; and what shall it be? |
12280 | W''ad you fin''de rizzon is,''Sieur Frowenfel''? |
12280 | W''at you got to say to dat? |
12280 | W''at? 12280 W''ere you fin''sudge a reever lag dad Mississippi? |
12280 | W''ere you goin''fin''sudge a h- air? |
12280 | W''ere you goin''fin''sudge a so ridge groun''? 12280 W''ere you is''urted?" |
12280 | W''ere you meet him? |
12280 | W''y, Mawse Chawlie,she replied,"does you s''pose one po''nigga kin tell a big lie? |
12280 | Was it not Clemence? 12280 Wat''s de mattah?" |
12280 | Watch this house? |
12280 | We have nevertheless become very good friends-- I believe? 12280 We shall see what?" |
12280 | Well, and suppose he is; what of it? 12280 Well, do you not find that true?" |
12280 | Well, guess which one is our landlord? |
12280 | Well, how much? |
12280 | Well, old eavesdropper,he said, as Clemence came,"what is the scandal to- day?" |
12280 | Well, sir, what would you give us for our title in case we should decide to part with it? |
12280 | Well, then, the rue du Canal? |
12280 | Well, who is it, then? |
12280 | Well,presently said Palmyre, with a pretence of abandoning her impression,"then you want me to work you a spell for money, do you?" |
12280 | Well,said the governor, smilingly,"you have pointed out what you consider to be the breakers, now can you point out the channel?" |
12280 | Well,said the mortgager, presently rising,"you will make up your mind and let me know, will you?" |
12280 | Well? |
12280 | Well? |
12280 | Well? |
12280 | Well? |
12280 | Were at you buy your hats? |
12280 | Were you lef you''hat,''Sieur Frowenfel''? |
12280 | What can I do for you, Professor? 12280 What can you expect, my- de''-seh?" |
12280 | What could he want? |
12280 | What dat is? |
12280 | What did he say about it? |
12280 | What do the family say to that? |
12280 | What do you intend to convey by that term? |
12280 | What do you mean? |
12280 | What does he do there? 12280 What does he want with me?" |
12280 | What does it mean? |
12280 | What face? |
12280 | What has he done? 12280 What have you there?" |
12280 | What if I should tell you that by watching the Congo dancing- ground at midnight to- night, you will see the real author of this mischief-- eh? |
12280 | What is it? |
12280 | What is prejudice? 12280 What is that you say?" |
12280 | What is the matter with him? |
12280 | What is this? |
12280 | What is this? |
12280 | What large gentlemen was that sitting on the other side? |
12280 | What she''s worse? |
12280 | What sort of a person is M. Grandissime in his appearance? |
12280 | What sort? 12280 What way?" |
12280 | What will you do now? |
12280 | What, sir? 12280 What? |
12280 | What? |
12280 | What? |
12280 | What? |
12280 | Where am I going? |
12280 | Where is Agamemnon? |
12280 | Where is my mother? |
12280 | Where is the gold that came into your purse? 12280 Where?" |
12280 | Where? |
12280 | Where? |
12280 | Which language do you call_ la belle?_asked Doctor Keene, with pretended simplicity. |
12280 | Which one? |
12280 | Who are they? |
12280 | Who cares whether they share our opinions or not? 12280 Who do you think he is?" |
12280 | Who is with him just now? |
12280 | Who is withered? |
12280 | Who was Bras- Coupé? |
12280 | Who, for instance? |
12280 | Who? 12280 Who? |
12280 | Who? |
12280 | Who? |
12280 | Whom have you married? |
12280 | Why did you not send for me, Joseph? 12280 Why did you tell him?" |
12280 | Why have they not your condemnation? |
12280 | Why not Frowenfeld? |
12280 | Why not? |
12280 | Why should these little concealments ruffle my bosom? 12280 Why?" |
12280 | Will Monsieur be so good as to explain himself? |
12280 | Will Mr. Fusilier''s wound give him much trouble? |
12280 | Will they treat her exactly as if she were white, and had threatened the life of a slave? |
12280 | With the basil? 12280 Would not Monsieur at least consent to be their financial adviser?" |
12280 | Would you think well to go and inquire? |
12280 | Yes, sir; why do you ask? |
12280 | Yes, sir? 12280 Yes, what face?" |
12280 | Yes,replied the apothecary, hat in hand;"where is it?" |
12280 | Yes,replied the mortgager,"it is true they are buying these very titles; but they may be making a mistake?" |
12280 | You are innocent of wrong? |
12280 | You are not one of his clerks? |
12280 | You are sent for it? |
12280 | You charge white people with lying? |
12280 | You do n''t call this a hiding place, do you-- in his own bedchamber? |
12280 | You do n''t mind my-- bad manners, Joe? |
12280 | You do n''t suppose she comes near here, do you? 12280 You goin''take dat lett''to Sylvestre?" |
12280 | You goin''tell''i m? |
12280 | You had it? 12280 You har one tenant, ent it?" |
12280 | You have not lost your purse_ again?_"Ah! 12280 You know him?" |
12280 | You know it is Palmyre, do you? |
12280 | You know? |
12280 | You lak dat song? |
12280 | You laugh? |
12280 | You ligue? |
12280 | You may say,said the ever- amiable Creole,"that you allowed debate to run into controversy, eh?" |
12280 | You think so? |
12280 | You tink I hass too much? |
12280 | You tink she is worse a t''ousand dollah? |
12280 | You wan''to tague the pard of dose Grandissime''? |
12280 | You want to get me into the sort of scrape I got our''professor''into, eh? |
12280 | You was at her house again this morning? |
12280 | You was in dad shob of''Sieur Frowenfel''? |
12280 | You will excuse me, sir? |
12280 | You will pay? 12280 You wish me to open it? |
12280 | You''ad de fivver? 12280 You''ll go?" |
12280 | You''s well? 12280 You-- find-- dad-- nize?" |
12280 | Your partner in business? |
12280 | Your patient,said Doctor Keene,"is an emphatic''yes''to the question the girls sometimes ask us doctors-- Does love ever kill?'' |
12280 | _ Comment to yé, Clemence?_The merchant waved his hand as he rode away with his companion. |
12280 | _ Eh, bien_? |
12280 | _ Est il mort_? |
12280 | _ Hé_, Doctah,_ que- ce qui t''après fé?_"_ Ho, ho, compère Noyo!_"_ Comment va_, Docta? |
12280 | _ Hé_, Doctah,_ que- ce qui t''après fé?_"_ Ho, ho, compère Noyo!_"_ Comment va_, Docta? |
12280 | _ I_ ask you? |
12280 | _ Mais, comment?_demanded the suffering daughter. |
12280 | _ Mais_, don you see''ow dad was luggy? 12280 _ Mais_, oo strigue''i m?" |
12280 | _ Montagne?_asked one slave of another,"_ qui est çà, montagne? |
12280 | _ Montagne?_asked one slave of another,"_ qui est çà, montagne? |
12280 | _ Qui ci ça?_asked the Capitain, sternly, stooping and grasping her burden, which she had been trying to conceal under herself. |
12280 | _ What?_ A Creole under sentence! |
12280 | _ Will_ I? 12280 ''E come in blidding--"In w''ere? |
12280 | ''Hygrometer l5''--but this is not to- day''s weather? |
12280 | ''Ow you like de noo sto''? |
12280 | ''Sieur Frowenfel'', I thing dad Honoré Grandissime is one bad man, ent it? |
12280 | ''Sieur Frowenfel'', oo you fine dad pigtu''to loog lag, yonnah, hon de wall?" |
12280 | ''Sieur Frowenfel''? |
12280 | ( Trade with a Grandissime? |
12280 | ("And you suffered this thing to take place?" |
12280 | *****"And you say your family decline to accept the assistance of the police in their endeavors to bring the killer of your uncle to justice?" |
12280 | --a Grandissime of the purest blood, will you pledge me your aid to liberate him from his danger,''right or wrong''?" |
12280 | A little hearing of mass, a little telling of beads, a little crossing of one''s self-- what is that? |
12280 | A scientific man?--in Louisiana?" |
12280 | A smile of bitter humor passed over his face, and he looked for a near seat, saying:"How''s Frowenfeld?" |
12280 | A young lady? |
12280 | Agricola entered, followed by the doctor, and demanded in indignant thunder- tones, as he entered:"Who-- ordered-- that-- carriage?" |
12280 | Agricola read:"What is that layde want in thare with Honoré?" |
12280 | Agricola?" |
12280 | Ah, you have none? |
12280 | All gone?" |
12280 | An''w''at we care for valuable citizen? |
12280 | And Palmyre,--and Agricole? |
12280 | And as to her brain: what can we say? |
12280 | And did the intruder get in by magic, by outside lock- picking, or by inside collusion? |
12280 | And did the orphan, in despite of Indians and soldiers and wilderness, settle down here and make a moderate fortune? |
12280 | And how had that forbearance been rewarded? |
12280 | And it is that that is giving you this fever, eh?" |
12280 | And let him know that I am anxious about him? |
12280 | And shall a poor human creature try to be better than a bird? |
12280 | And the passenger more quietly answers back:"Hello, Raoul, is that you?" |
12280 | And was n''t that glorious-- never to be ashamed of anything, no matter how bad? |
12280 | And what has preserved it so long? |
12280 | And what is the decision? |
12280 | Are n''t you glad?" |
12280 | As the populace floated away in knots of three, four and five, those who had witnessed mademoiselle''s(?) |
12280 | At length he spoke:"What is it?" |
12280 | At this point he digressed a moment:"You know my cousin, Honoré Grandissime, w''at give two hund''fifty dolla''to de''ospill laz mont''? |
12280 | Better not be too proud, eh,''Sieur Frowenfel''?" |
12280 | Bud me-- you wand to know wad I thing aboud''i m? |
12280 | But Doctor Keene, without waiting for this question, had asked one:"Does Frowenfeld board with them?" |
12280 | But can I be no help to you in this matter?" |
12280 | But he had a friend-- a cousin-- whom he would recommend, just the man for the position; a splendid fellow; popular, accomplished-- what? |
12280 | But he? |
12280 | But how can the materials of an education be dead stock?" |
12280 | But if Rome commissioned exorcists, could not he employ one? |
12280 | But in the next-- how was this? |
12280 | But never mind me; tell me about Honoré; how does that row with his family progress?" |
12280 | But oo dad odder one? |
12280 | But shall it go on forever? |
12280 | But we will overturn-- eh?" |
12280 | But what is that on the dark eyelash? |
12280 | But what of that? |
12280 | But where had he come out? |
12280 | But where is Valentine? |
12280 | But where was Bras- Coupé? |
12280 | But where? |
12280 | But"--he drew back in his chair sidewise and made great pretence of frowning--"you decline the offices of that precious possession, a Creole friend?" |
12280 | By apologetic reasonings? |
12280 | CHAPTER III"AND WHO IS MY NEIGHBOR?" |
12280 | CHAPTER VII WAS IT HONORÉ GRANDISSIME? |
12280 | CHAPTER X"OO DAD IS,''SIEUR FROWENFEL''?" |
12280 | CHAPTER XVII THAT NIGHT Do we not fail to accord to our nights their true value? |
12280 | CHAPTER XXVI A RIDE AND A RESCUE"Douane or Bienville?" |
12280 | CHAPTER XXXIV CLOTILDE AS A SURGEON Was it worse to stay, or to fly? |
12280 | CHAPTER XXXV"FO''WAD YOU CRYNE?" |
12280 | CHAPTER XXXVII HONORÉ MAKES SOME CONFESSIONS"Comment çà va, Raoul?" |
12280 | Can you run? |
12280 | Could even so little a city be stirred about such a petty, private trouble as this of his? |
12280 | Could it be that that fist had not descended? |
12280 | Could you suppose, sir, the expression which you may have heard me use--''my downtrodden country''--includes blacks and mulattoes? |
12280 | Di''n''''e gave dat money to Aurora De Grapion?--one''undred five t''ousan''dolla''? |
12280 | Did Agricola believe in the supernatural potency of these gimcracks? |
12280 | Did he not have a conversation with you lately, too?" |
12280 | Did n''t I say my prayers under the blanket just now?" |
12280 | Did n''t I_ always_ tell you so?" |
12280 | Did the brig- master never see the woman again? |
12280 | Didn''I had to run from Bras- Coupé in de haidge of de swamp be''ine de''abitation of my cousin Honoré, one time? |
12280 | Dishonest? |
12280 | Do king or clergy trouble me? |
12280 | Do my pistols show_ too_ much through my coat? |
12280 | Do the people at large repudiate those men? |
12280 | Do you feel strong enough to go with me in your gig a little way?" |
12280 | Do you igno''dad you''ave insult me, off- scow''ing?" |
12280 | Do you imagine I had nothing better to do than notice whether a Grandissime is good- looking or not? |
12280 | Do you not know that women can make money? |
12280 | Do you not see why it is that this practical world does not permit ladies to make a living? |
12280 | Do you remember-- on the levee, by the Place d''Armes-- me asking you to send Agricola to me? |
12280 | Do you see? |
12280 | Do you suppose she was going to put on the face of having been born or married to this degraded condition of things? |
12280 | Do you think it practicable? |
12280 | Do you think our soil will support such a structure?" |
12280 | Do you think they would so belittle themselves as to write to the usurper? |
12280 | Do you visit them at home?" |
12280 | Do you want Alphonsina to be seized for the rent?" |
12280 | Doctor Keene visibly in love with one of them--_which one_? |
12280 | Does not even Nature herself practise wiles? |
12280 | Don''you know de debble ah de grett cyount''-feiteh? |
12280 | Ee thing so, too, eh?" |
12280 | Eh? |
12280 | Evade? |
12280 | Fo''w''at?" |
12280 | Fo''w''y do n''t he give his nemm?" |
12280 | For how does the king in these matters of religion? |
12280 | Foreigner by sentiment and intention, or only by accident of birth? |
12280 | Foreigner or native? |
12280 | Forenoon-- afternoon?" |
12280 | Frhowenfeld?" |
12280 | Frowenfeld?" |
12280 | Frowenfeld?" |
12280 | Frowenfeld?" |
12280 | Go and what? |
12280 | Grandissime?" |
12280 | H- do you imagine there is anything strange to me in this-- at my age?" |
12280 | Had he not overlooked some expedient? |
12280 | Had not a man better temporize a while, and see what Ex- Governor- general Casa Calvo and Trudeau were going to do? |
12280 | Halways bizzie? |
12280 | Have they caught her?" |
12280 | Have you heard it thunder and rain in those Louisiana lowlands? |
12280 | Have you one?" |
12280 | He dropped his voice and said-- asking like a child a question he was perfectly able to answer--"What de matta wid Agricole?" |
12280 | He opened his lips to speak; but she was quicker than he, and said, in a stealthy way that seemed oddly unnecessary:"You''ave some basilic?" |
12280 | He stopped still to think; what"train of thought"could he have started in the mind of such a man? |
12280 | He turned once more and mentally beat his breast as he muttered:"Why do I not decide?" |
12280 | Honoré Grandissime avowedly in love with one of them--_which one_? |
12280 | How could it be otherwise? |
12280 | How dare you insinuate that my kinsmen may deal otherwise than justly?" |
12280 | How dare you, sir? |
12280 | How dare you, sir?" |
12280 | How do you do, sir? |
12280 | How is Frowenfeld?" |
12280 | How''s Honoré? |
12280 | How? |
12280 | I mean do you use these books?" |
12280 | I thought you-- As I was saying, gentlemen, what, after all, does it sum up?" |
12280 | I will set some chairs outside, eh? |
12280 | I wonder why he is out here on foot?" |
12280 | I, too, was born in America-- but will any man responsible for his opinion mistake me-- Agricola Fusilier-- for an American?" |
12280 | If I know he is yo''frien''? |
12280 | If dat is_ so_, den fo''w''y I yeh folks bragg''n''bout de''stayt o''s''iety in Eu''ope''?" |
12280 | If that Dragoon is not our cousin Honoré Grandissime-- well--""Honoré in mask? |
12280 | If you will be so kind?" |
12280 | In a little while there came a light footstep, and a soft, mock- startled"Who is that?" |
12280 | Is education better than family peace? |
12280 | Is it for naught, that I have sallied forth from home, drawing the curtains of my carriage to shield me from the gazing crowd? |
12280 | Is n''t it just glorious?" |
12280 | Is that right, sir?" |
12280 | Is that what you mean-- an ointment?" |
12280 | Is there anything at all what I will not give or even do if Palmyre will be my wife? |
12280 | Let events take any possible turn, how could it make any difference to Clemence? |
12280 | Let them suspect he needed money?) |
12280 | Let us see; how much will you give to the sick and destitute?" |
12280 | Ligue his oncle, eh? |
12280 | Look at the innocent birds; do they build where everybody can count their eggs? |
12280 | M. Grandissime smiled softly, while he said to himself:"You little honey- bee, you want to sting me, eh?" |
12280 | M. Raoul Innerarity hesitated a moment before replying:"''Sieur Frowenfel'', I think it is a foolishness to be too proud, eh? |
12280 | Mandarin is in charge of your store, but he is not your partner, is he? |
12280 | Men like Camille Brahmin, for instance, or Charlie Mandarin: suppose Spain or France should get the province back, then where would they be? |
12280 | Mr. Frowenfeld, I propose to become the strife- maker; how then, can I be a peacemaker at the same time? |
12280 | Must we repeat already that Frowenfeld was abnormally young? |
12280 | My condemnation? |
12280 | My son make friends with Américains and tell me they-- that call a negro''monsieur''--are as good as his father? |
12280 | My- de''-seh, can_ you_ afford not to succeed?" |
12280 | My- de''-seh, the water must expect to take the shape of the bucket; eh?" |
12280 | No, my dear fellow, your father and mother ca n''t see you yet; you do n''t want them to catch the fever, do you? |
12280 | No? |
12280 | No? |
12280 | No?" |
12280 | No?" |
12280 | Nod to sood me, of coze,_ mais, çà fait rien_--daz nott''n; me, I am now a h''ole woman, you know, eh? |
12280 | Non?_ Ee thingue we is ridge, eh? |
12280 | Non?_ Ee thingue we is ridge, eh? |
12280 | Nor you, Monsieur? |
12280 | Not that he believed it had been done; for, look you, how could it be? |
12280 | Now was n''t that drawing a fine point?" |
12280 | Now what I want to know is, how are my friends? |
12280 | Now, who might_ this_ be? |
12280 | Of brass? |
12280 | Of our mental fibre-- our aspirations-- our delights-- our indignations? |
12280 | Of steel? |
12280 | Oh!--dead stock? |
12280 | Oh, Mawse''Polyte, is you gwan to let''em kill ole Clemence? |
12280 | Oh, Raoul, how is he now? |
12280 | Oh, please-- now, you see? |
12280 | Oh, sweet_ Miché Jean_, you not gwan to kill me? |
12280 | Oh, yes, wash his hands? |
12280 | Once''pon a time I had a diffycultie wid--""I see,"said Frowenfeld;"where may I find Hippolyte Brahmin- Mandarin at this time of day?" |
12280 | Oo done dat,''Sieur Frowen fel''?" |
12280 | Oo nurse you w''en you was sick?" |
12280 | Prhay, who is that?" |
12280 | Professor Frowenfeld, when will you give your splendid services to your section? |
12280 | Reached how? |
12280 | Reasoning with? |
12280 | See? |
12280 | Shake hands? |
12280 | Shall we go to bed?" |
12280 | Shall we never learn to withhold our tears until we are sure of our trouble? |
12280 | She heard his footstep again; it reached the door; the door opened-- closed; she heard his footstep again; was he gone? |
12280 | Should she tell them to Clotilde? |
12280 | Sign something? |
12280 | Sir, will you do that? |
12280 | Some one near the front of the store was talking excitedly with Raoul:"An''--an''--an''w''at are the consequence? |
12280 | Speak to the point; who--""I believe him, moreover, Citizen Fusilier, innocent of the charge laid--""H- innocent? |
12280 | Suppose we all wash our hands? |
12280 | That evening at the pharmacy-- was there a tall, handsome gentleman standing by the counter?" |
12280 | That is what I hear my cousins,''Polyte and Sylvestre, in the heat of discussion, called you the other evening; is it so?" |
12280 | The Creole waved his hand toward one of them and said:"Now, Mr. Frowenfeld, you see? |
12280 | The book, of course, will be in French, eh? |
12280 | The doctor asked:"And who takes care of Aurora''s money?" |
12280 | The interrogation,"Surrender Fausse Rivière?" |
12280 | The next question had a tincture even of fierceness:"You think it right to sink fifty or a hundred people into poverty to lift one or two out?" |
12280 | The patient spoke:"_ Eh bi''n, Miché_?" |
12280 | The question was:"_ Can you state anything positive concerning the duel_?" |
12280 | The third person who did not fear him was-- Agricola? |
12280 | The united grace and pride of her movement was inspiring but-- what shall we say?--feline? |
12280 | The woman stirred, as if to say"Well?" |
12280 | Then Capitain Jean- Baptiste Grandissime for the first time spoke at length:"Do you see this?" |
12280 | There is no mercy in the Grandissime blood; but can not I demand justice? |
12280 | There were two loose threads hanging from the web of incident weaving around him which ought to connect somewhere; but where? |
12280 | These are they who have been pausing proudly week after week in an endeavor(?) |
12280 | Think of that these times, fillette; and passage free, withal, to-- the garden of Eden, as you may call it-- what more, say you, can a poor girl want? |
12280 | This sort of speech about a Grandissime? |
12280 | To a counting- room? |
12280 | To be, it seems to me,"he said in summing up,--"that to be is not so necessary as to do, eh? |
12280 | To the presence of the chief of that detestable race? |
12280 | Twenty- five dolla''de mont''? |
12280 | Valuable citizen? |
12280 | Very well, who is he? |
12280 | W''at I got do wid Mawse Frowenfel''? |
12280 | W''at we want to be insurrectionin''faw? |
12280 | W''at you t''ink, Doctah?" |
12280 | W''at? |
12280 | Wad''e said?" |
12280 | Was it Honoré Grandissime? |
12280 | Was it Honoré Grandissime? |
12280 | Was it genuine? |
12280 | Was not some financial manoeuvre possible which might compass both desired ends? |
12280 | Was that the hour? |
12280 | Was the immigrant growing wise, or weak, that he remained silent? |
12280 | Was there no way to make things happen differently? |
12280 | Was this so? |
12280 | Was this to signify that M. Grandissime had heard of it? |
12280 | Whad you thing,''Sieur Frowenfel''?" |
12280 | What can a woman do?" |
12280 | What can we do? |
12280 | What can we say? |
12280 | What could he say? |
12280 | What could she fear to lose? |
12280 | What could she hope to gain? |
12280 | What could the proposition be which involved so grave an issue, and to which M. Grandissime''s final answer was"I will do it"? |
12280 | What do I behold before me? |
12280 | What do we want with a bank? |
12280 | What else could I mean? |
12280 | What has Frowenfeld done? |
12280 | What has Honoré done? |
12280 | What have you written, eh?" |
12280 | What is that up yonder in the sky? |
12280 | What kept you so long-- so long?" |
12280 | What on earth has waked your curiosity so suddenly, anyhow?" |
12280 | What then? |
12280 | What was it? |
12280 | What young lady? |
12280 | What, then, will they do with the world''s literature? |
12280 | What? |
12280 | What? |
12280 | What? |
12280 | When shall we ever get through these exciting times?" |
12280 | Where could she have disappeared? |
12280 | Where is Charlie Keene?" |
12280 | Where is Charlie Mandarin?" |
12280 | Where is Honoré? |
12280 | Where is she lying?" |
12280 | Which part of it? |
12280 | Who could have got in in the night? |
12280 | Who is he?" |
12280 | Who was it?" |
12280 | Why did we not rise yesterday, when the public heart was stirred? |
12280 | Why did you not remind me, eh?" |
12280 | Why do I perspire so? |
12280 | Why not rue Bienville?" |
12280 | Why should he weaken and hesitate, and suggest delays and middle courses, and stammer over their proposed measures as"extreme"? |
12280 | Why should n''t I? |
12280 | Why should the trivial scandal be blabbed? |
12280 | Why should we shrive you when you ought to burn?" |
12280 | Why these flashes of gladness? |
12280 | Why, it would take until breakfast to tell what''all this means,''--the story of that pestiferous darky Bras Coupé, with the rest? |
12280 | Why--""You do not expect mercy from Honoré Grandissime? |
12280 | Why? |
12280 | Why? |
12280 | Will not Honoré be proud of him now? |
12280 | Will you take a little advice from an old soldier? |
12280 | Will you--?" |
12280 | Would any one hereafter dispute with him on the subject of Louisiana sea- coast navigation? |
12280 | Would it answer to tell the truth? |
12280 | Would some unforeseen circumstance shut him off this evening again from this very proper use of time and opportunity? |
12280 | Would that great majority of Spanish titles, derived from the concessions of post- commandants and others of minor authority, hold good? |
12280 | Would this provisional governor- general himself be able to stand fast? |
12280 | Would you like to make their acquaintance?" |
12280 | Yes? |
12280 | You call dat justice?" |
12280 | You can not afford to be_ entirely_ different from the community in which you live; is that not so?" |
12280 | You don''yeh''ow''e gone partner''wid a nigga?" |
12280 | You dunno? |
12280 | You find it easier to be in harmony with Louisiana than with Louisianians, eh?" |
12280 | You fine dad agriz wid you''healt'',''Sieur Frowenfel''? |
12280 | You had not heard? |
12280 | You har a jedge of painting?" |
12280 | You know the house?" |
12280 | You know''i m?" |
12280 | You know, Mr. Frowenfeld, there is a kind of tree not dreamed of in botany, that lets fall its fruit every day in the year-- you know? |
12280 | You must not tell anybody about this little event, eh?" |
12280 | You see? |
12280 | You see? |
12280 | You think Honoré di''n''bitrayed''''is family? |
12280 | You think I would get married on dat sal''rie w''at Proffis- or Frowenfel''was payin''me? |
12280 | You want a clerk?--one what can speak fo''lang- widge-- French, Eng- lish, Spanish,_ an''_ Italienne? |
12280 | You want to make up your mind_ now_ what you will_ do_, and at your leisure what you will_ be_; eh? |
12280 | You will not come in? |
12280 | You would not ask it?" |
12280 | You would not so affront the most sacred prejudices of the noble people to whom you owe everything as to publish it in English? |
12280 | You''eard concernin''the dool?" |
12280 | _ Est- ce- vous_, Honoré? |
12280 | _ How?_ H- I perceive it! |
12280 | _ Ma chère_, fo''wad you mague me to hass all dose question?" |
12280 | _ Think so?_ I know it! |
12280 | _ maman_, what makes you look so sick?" |
12280 | _"Qui ci ça, Miché? |
12280 | and for what? |
12280 | and, if so, would it stand? |
12280 | asked the merchant, with severe politeness,"wish to see me? |
12280 | but has n''t she taught him a lesson? |
12280 | cried Clotilde, in the same mood,"and what face had he when he wrote that letter?" |
12280 | do n''t you remember great- great grandfather Fusilier''s portrait-- the gilded casque and heron plumes? |
12280 | eh? |
12280 | exclaimed the master, with gentle emphasis,"how so?" |
12280 | exclaimed their spokesman;"shall I tell you again what he is?" |
12280 | gnia pas quiç''ose comme çà dans la Louisiana?_( What''s a mountain?" |
12280 | gnia pas quiç''ose comme çà dans la Louisiana?_( What''s a mountain?" |
12280 | have we torn it?" |
12280 | how do you do, sir?" |
12280 | how do_ I_ know? |
12280 | laughed Aurora,"an''wad of dad? |
12280 | mo piti fils, to pas connais to zancestres?_ Do n''t you know your ancestors, my little son!" |
12280 | my sweet mother, are you so cold?" |
12280 | or am I wrong?" |
12280 | replied Agricola, addressing the surrounding scenery,"if I did not-- who would? |
12280 | said Honoré;"do you suppose I have not temptation enough already?" |
12280 | sister,"said the dying man,"is that you? |
12280 | that was easy,"replied the other, amusedly;"but how?" |
12280 | voilà un joli Joseph!_ What did I tell you? |
12280 | w''at''s de mattah wid you? |
12280 | w''en I will swear on a stack of Bible''as''igh as yo''head, dat Agricole win dat''abitation fair!--If I see it? |
12280 | was she forgetting that she was a widow? |
12280 | what do you mean with your''no''?" |
12280 | who is a tempter like thee? |
12280 | you do n''t know those women better than that? |
12280 | you know? |
12280 | you see I am a merchant, eh? |
4360 | A constitutional inheritance? |
4360 | A doctor has been sent for, of course? |
4360 | A good shot? |
4360 | A sudden shock? |
4360 | All? |
4360 | Always? |
4360 | An odd reason, surely, for resigning her, was it not? |
4360 | And I am the first man whom you have really cared for? |
4360 | And Neri''s sentence? |
4360 | And are you going to fulfill the prophecy of your friends, Andrea? |
4360 | And are you not sure? |
4360 | And do you think, amico, I will suffer you to go unrewarded? |
4360 | And its contents? |
4360 | And may one ask what this prophecy is? |
4360 | And now tell me, my dear conte, what bacchanalians are coming to- night? 4360 And now, had you not better be packing your portmanteau? |
4360 | And pray who was he that he should not deserve to die as well as other people? |
4360 | And so your name is Stella? 4360 And supposing he were to do so, would you care for him, Nina?" |
4360 | And that is all, Vincenzo? |
4360 | And that is why you have never tried it? |
4360 | And that one thing is? |
4360 | And the nuns? |
4360 | And were you happy there? |
4360 | And what became of the girl? |
4360 | And why not? |
4360 | And why? |
4360 | And will you also join in the service of perpetual adoration? |
4360 | And you-- you were a most loyal and faithful friend to him, in spite of the tempting bright eyes of his lady? |
4360 | And you? |
4360 | Anything financial? 4360 Are there any better kings than honest men? |
4360 | Are we ready, gentlemen? |
4360 | Are you a miser, Cesare?--and have you some secret hiding- place full of treasure like Aladdin? |
4360 | Are you about to marry? |
4360 | Are you afraid of this noble animal, madame? |
4360 | Are you drunk or mad, Ferrari? |
4360 | Are you ever naughty? 4360 Are you going far?" |
4360 | Are you going now? |
4360 | Are you in pain, my dear? |
4360 | Are you not glad to see papa? |
4360 | Are you talking of some saint? |
4360 | Are you the owner of this place? |
4360 | As SHE has? 4360 Ay, Guido,"I muttered, half aloud--"dost see the work? |
4360 | Ay, truly? 4360 Beauty? |
4360 | Because it is dark? 4360 But HOW do you love me-- for myself or for my wealth?" |
4360 | But now that you see I am not unhappy, you will be cheerful again? 4360 But what if it be? |
4360 | But what will you? 4360 But where were his comrades? |
4360 | But,he said, with a naive mingling of curiosity and timidity,"how can I do that if the signor does not tell me his name?" |
4360 | By the way, I suppose you know Naples well? |
4360 | By the way, he tells me he has had letters from you? |
4360 | CAN you be spoiled? |
4360 | Can I offer you one of my cigars? 4360 Can nothing be done?" |
4360 | Can you not make it better? |
4360 | Come now, do I look a likely man to attract the attention of an adored and capricious beauty? 4360 Could he not have waited to take us back?" |
4360 | DO they always manage without love or romance? |
4360 | De Hamal is a pupil of yours, marquis, is he not? |
4360 | Did I keep you waiting, caro mio? |
4360 | Did I not say so? |
4360 | Did he ever kiss you as I have done? |
4360 | Did he mention my name? |
4360 | Did the former wearer kill HIS wife? |
4360 | Did you ever see my late husband? |
4360 | Do I use bad similes? 4360 Do you fear the plague?" |
4360 | Do you hear the nightingales? |
4360 | Do you make my coffee, little one? |
4360 | Do you not see, conte? |
4360 | Do you really mean,he said, with a tinge of hauteur in his accents,"that you will not visit her-- that you refuse her request?" |
4360 | Does it? 4360 Does-- SHE-- know you?" |
4360 | E tu, Guido mio? 4360 Ebbene, can you tell me the way to the house of one Count Fabio Romani, a wealthy nobleman of this city?" |
4360 | Eccellenza? |
4360 | Exposure to intense heat? |
4360 | Fabio? 4360 Good weapons?" |
4360 | Happy? 4360 Has she done you any harm?" |
4360 | Has she not seen her child? |
4360 | Have you any message for one Andrea Luziani? 4360 Have you ever thought that she may marry?" |
4360 | Have you never heard the pretty legend that attaches to such an occurrence as a sudden silence in the midst of high festivity? 4360 Have you seen my papa?" |
4360 | He can be trusted, I suppose? |
4360 | He made you his apology? |
4360 | He was mad, I suppose? |
4360 | Hebe as she waited on the gods, or Venus as she rose in bare beauty from the waves? 4360 How about the pistols, Vincenzo?" |
4360 | How canst thou tell? 4360 How did it happen?" |
4360 | How do I know? |
4360 | How do they manage without love or romance? |
4360 | How goes the cholera? |
4360 | How is that? |
4360 | How is the child? |
4360 | How long do you propose remaining here in retreat? |
4360 | How many more trifles can you think of, my friend, in opposition to my wishes? 4360 How much to pay?" |
4360 | How was that? 4360 How, madam? |
4360 | I address the Count Oliva? |
4360 | I am going to marry one-- that is almost the same thing, is it not? |
4360 | I gave him this as a remembrance of his friend, my husband, why does he return it? |
4360 | I hope,and here I put on an expression of the deepest anxiety,"I hope the pretty contessa has not played you false? |
4360 | I should indeed,he answered;"they are unique specimens, I think?" |
4360 | I thought we were not going far? |
4360 | I thought you liked the nuns? |
4360 | In God''s name,he whispered, thickly,"WHO ARE YOU?" |
4360 | In love, amico, art thou? 4360 In what way did he insult you?" |
4360 | Indeed,she exclaimed, settling herself on a low ottoman and fixing her eyes upon me;"what was she like?" |
4360 | Indeed? |
4360 | Is he dead? |
4360 | Is his wife so very lovely then? |
4360 | Is it already so late? |
4360 | Is not this delightful? 4360 Is that a good likeness?" |
4360 | Is the Countess Romani young? |
4360 | Is the child a boy or a girl? |
4360 | Is there any hope? |
4360 | Is there anything so surprising in that? 4360 It is good, is it not?" |
4360 | It wants a quarter to five,replied Vincenzo-- then looking at me in some surprise, he added,"Will not the eccellenza change his evening- dress?" |
4360 | Know him? 4360 Loved him? |
4360 | Mad? 4360 Marguerite and the jewel song in''Faust,''I suppose, with new scenery and effects?" |
4360 | May one speak? |
4360 | Must they? |
4360 | Not even Guido Ferrari? |
4360 | Not one kiss before you go? |
4360 | Not really inconsolable? |
4360 | Not to leave ME? 4360 Of what matter after all whether hairs are black or white? |
4360 | Of what use to keep him? |
4360 | Of what? 4360 Of what?" |
4360 | Oh, yes; is it not sad? 4360 Perhaps you doubt my story?" |
4360 | Perhaps you were not here when I visited the elder Count Romani? |
4360 | Possibly we are not acquainted with her? |
4360 | Really subdued and influenced? 4360 Really?" |
4360 | Reluctant? 4360 Shall I drive up to the house?" |
4360 | Shall I not see you again till we meet in the church? |
4360 | She did that rather than become the property of another man? |
4360 | She had no time to tire of her husband, else-- who knows? |
4360 | She was a favorite pupil of yours, I believe? |
4360 | She? 4360 Should I not insist upon an apology?" |
4360 | Silenced? 4360 Since the illness? |
4360 | So Wyvis has been shot? |
4360 | So young? 4360 Sorry? |
4360 | Still, suppose your daughter wedded a man who would be to you as a son, and who would not part her from you?--for instance, let us say Vincenzo? |
4360 | Surely you are not offended? |
4360 | Tell me how-- and-- where? |
4360 | Tell me, how did you manage to leave the ball- room? |
4360 | That is to go to Avellino, eccellenza? |
4360 | That is your creed? |
4360 | That is your idea, is it? 4360 The coffee does not please you?" |
4360 | The contessa? |
4360 | The eccellenza has not yet seen Lilla Monti? |
4360 | The little place where you have hidden your jewels, you droll Cesare, is quite near then? |
4360 | The play pleases you? |
4360 | The signor will smoke? |
4360 | Three minutes, walk will bring us to our destination,I replied, briefly, adding in a softer tone,"Are you cold?" |
4360 | To Avellino? |
4360 | To the Countess Romani? |
4360 | True to him? 4360 Twenty paces, I think?" |
4360 | Was I? |
4360 | Was he caught easily, or did he show fight? |
4360 | Was she much grieved? |
4360 | Was your lady hurt? |
4360 | We are not going far? |
4360 | We shall return in time for supper, of course? |
4360 | Well, do you know me at last? |
4360 | Well,I said,"what happened next?" |
4360 | What ails you? |
4360 | What are you dreaming of? |
4360 | What dance is it? |
4360 | What do you mean, amico? 4360 What do you mean, conte?" |
4360 | What do you mean? |
4360 | What do you mean? |
4360 | What do you mean? |
4360 | What has become of the old man who used to live here? |
4360 | What inequality? |
4360 | What is it? |
4360 | What is that? |
4360 | What is the matter with you? |
4360 | What is the matter? |
4360 | What is the matter? |
4360 | What is wrong here, my friends? |
4360 | What likeness? |
4360 | What men are they? |
4360 | What odd fancy possesses you now, little one? |
4360 | What of Abelard and Heloise, or Fra Lippi? |
4360 | What place is this? 4360 What place is this?" |
4360 | What think you, then? |
4360 | What-- what do you mean? |
4360 | Where are you going? |
4360 | Where is he? |
4360 | Where is that? |
4360 | Where is the contessa? |
4360 | Who are you? |
4360 | Who brought this? |
4360 | Who has done this? |
4360 | Who sent this? |
4360 | Who talks of murder NOW? |
4360 | Who was he? 4360 Why are you crying?" |
4360 | Why are you so cold and strange, Cesare? |
4360 | Why are you so fond of talking about my late husband, Cesare? |
4360 | Why did you marry him? |
4360 | Why do you call me signor? |
4360 | Why do you hate the Countess Romani so much? |
4360 | Why do you have those ugly black things on? |
4360 | Why do you laugh like that? |
4360 | Why have I taken such a fancy to you? |
4360 | Why not do it? |
4360 | Why not? |
4360 | Why should I? |
4360 | Why should she be? |
4360 | Why, what happened yesterday? |
4360 | Why, why? |
4360 | Why-- you would not have her false? |
4360 | Why? 4360 Why?" |
4360 | Will he come back soon? |
4360 | Will the eccellenza visit the Punto d''Angelo? |
4360 | Will you do me one favor? |
4360 | Will you kindly telegraph my DREADFUL loss to Signor Ferrari? 4360 Will you let me keep it?" |
4360 | Will you remain here or will you absent yourself for a few days? |
4360 | Wilt thou not relent before such a remembrance? |
4360 | Wit, they say, should be sharpened by the glance of a bright eye; how comes it that the edge of your converse seems blunted? 4360 You are better, I trust?" |
4360 | You are my papa, are you not? |
4360 | You are not residing in Naples? |
4360 | You are not sorry? |
4360 | You are not very pleased, I think, at the prospect of my happiness? |
4360 | You are really a great sufferer then? |
4360 | You escaped from this vault? |
4360 | You expect other visitors? |
4360 | You followed? |
4360 | You have a daughter, then? |
4360 | You have no appetite? |
4360 | You have your brig the''Laura''still? |
4360 | You hear? 4360 You knew the last count from childhood, then?" |
4360 | You know the avenue,I said,"the dear old avenue, where the nightingales sing? |
4360 | You know the man, then? |
4360 | You left him there? |
4360 | You like this sort of work, amico? |
4360 | You loved him well then in spite of his foolishness? |
4360 | You loved him well? |
4360 | You mean all except the married ones? |
4360 | You mean,she said, with a tender pathos in her voice--"that you are willing to marry me, but that you do not really LOVE me?" |
4360 | You never heard of the rich Count Romani? |
4360 | You never liked Ferrari? |
4360 | You really DO? |
4360 | You really love me? |
4360 | You remember Carmelo Neri? |
4360 | You seek aid, my son? |
4360 | You think I have aged somewhat since you saw me? |
4360 | You think I have changed in appearance, my friend? |
4360 | You think it was all affection for you, no doubt, signor? 4360 You think she will make a scene?" |
4360 | You think-- you imagine that-- that-- I--"That you are in love with her? |
4360 | You will pardon me, eccellenza, for my freedom of speech? 4360 You will permit me to mention your name to the Countess Romani, I hope?" |
4360 | You would help him to escape again if you could, no doubt? |
4360 | You would see the Countess Romani, who is in retreat here? |
4360 | You-- WILL visit her-- she may rely on your coming for a certainty, I hope? |
4360 | _ I_ killed him? 4360 ''WHERE? 4360 A firm, wise, ruling master- hand may perhaps-- who knows? |
4360 | A ghost or a brigand? |
4360 | A gift or an heirloom?" |
4360 | A man happy in home affections, without a cloud on the sky of his confidence?" |
4360 | A pity, was it not, that the quarrel occurred between you?" |
4360 | After a moment or two of silence he turned to me with a forced smile--"And so you really entertain no admiration for the contessa?" |
4360 | After a pause, during which her cheeks had lost their delicate bloom, she said, forcing a smile as she spoke--"Bad news? |
4360 | Afterward, will you join me in the veranda? |
4360 | Ah, truly? |
4360 | All that loveliness had decayed into-- what? |
4360 | All this I thought as I watched him standing bareheaded in the moonlight, on his way to-- whom? |
4360 | And are they all for me?" |
4360 | And as for beauty-- are you more beautiful than SHE?" |
4360 | And did you, amico, actually organize this banquet, merely to welcome back so unworthy a person as myself?" |
4360 | And did you, conte, think for a moment that such an arrangement would meet with my approval?" |
4360 | And do not Englishmen tire? |
4360 | And he is too noble to say what is not true, so I MUST be''la piu bella donzella,''as he said, must I not?" |
4360 | And how about D''Avencourt''s friendly advice concerning the matrimonial knot? |
4360 | And how are you? |
4360 | And my dog, the noble black Scotch colly, what had become of him, I wondered? |
4360 | And no doubt you would be glad to return to the life of your boyhood?" |
4360 | And now I was shut in the same vault-- a prisoner-- with what hope of escape? |
4360 | And now, Cesare, when do you wish me to go to the convent?" |
4360 | And so you will pray for me?" |
4360 | And so-- she did not care for him, you say?" |
4360 | And successful fishing?" |
4360 | And the rest of your company?" |
4360 | And what more fascinating than a harem? |
4360 | And what then, my friend?" |
4360 | And why not? |
4360 | And why not? |
4360 | And you actually entertained no alarm for yourself?" |
4360 | And you are happy?" |
4360 | Answer me, ye long suffering spouses of"society women"how much would you give to win back your freedom and self- respect? |
4360 | Are there any relations of his living-- was he married?" |
4360 | Are you coming in, Guido?" |
4360 | Are you coming into a fortune?" |
4360 | Are you going to a woman?" |
4360 | Are you ill?" |
4360 | Are you not a universal favorite? |
4360 | Are you not glad?" |
4360 | Are you sure your decision is a wise one?" |
4360 | Are you sure? |
4360 | As he dusted and rubbed up a cup and saucer for my use, he said, briskly,"You have had a long voyage, amico? |
4360 | As he prepared my breakfast I asked him:"By the way, when does the carnival begin?" |
4360 | As we all left the theater one of the ladies who had accompanied Nina said lightly:"You seem dull and out of spirits, conte?" |
4360 | As we left the room I asked:"Is the countess well?" |
4360 | At a sign from the doctor I followed him out of the room-- on the stairs he turned round abruptly, and asked:"Will YOU tell the countess?" |
4360 | At last Captain Freccia said, softly in half- inquiring accents:"He is gone, I suppose?" |
4360 | Be satisfied with me as I am for the present, though I promise you your wish shall be gratified--""When?" |
4360 | Beautiful women love jewels, and who shall blame them? |
4360 | Besides, did Christ himself forgive Judas? |
4360 | Besides-- have I said I will marry you? |
4360 | Besides-- remember the carnival-- I told you you were free to indulge in its merriment, and shall I not deprive you of your pleasure? |
4360 | But I made no remark-- I sipped my cognac with an abstracted air for a few seconds-- then I asked:"How was the count buried? |
4360 | But I made no reply to his remark-- I said,"Regarding the matter of the jewels for the Countess Romani-- would you care to see them?" |
4360 | But I restrained my fury; I steadied my voice and said calmly:"Then I was mistaken? |
4360 | But it seems I have done well?" |
4360 | But my thoughts were too active for appetite-- I counted on my fingers the days-- there were four, only four, between me and-- what? |
4360 | But no doubt you will see her for yourself-- as a friend of her late husband''s father, you will call upon her, will you not?" |
4360 | But perhaps the eccellenza will prefer Vincenzo?" |
4360 | But we have been sitting a long time here-- shall we walk?" |
4360 | But what do the sheep and geese that are whipped abroad in herds by the drovers Cook and Gaze know of Monte Virgine or Cybele? |
4360 | But what of that? |
4360 | But what of that? |
4360 | But what sort of vengeance? |
4360 | But what was this that hindered my breathing? |
4360 | But what would you, amico? |
4360 | But where are these treasures? |
4360 | But where could I make the purchase, and how? |
4360 | But where does your friend desire to go?" |
4360 | But where was MY authority? |
4360 | But why will you not get them yourself, Cesare, and bring them here to me?" |
4360 | But why, in the name of the saints or the devil, have you taken such a fancy to me?" |
4360 | But why? |
4360 | But, if not love or money, what is it that troubles you? |
4360 | But,"and I touched her delicate dress,"you will wear something warmer than this?" |
4360 | But--""But WHAT?" |
4360 | By accident or design?" |
4360 | By degrees, I realized that I was lying straight down upon my back-- the couch was surely very hard? |
4360 | By the way, do you remember our talking of Cain and Abel that night?" |
4360 | Can I send you some wine?" |
4360 | Can he leave her to her own devices with safety? |
4360 | Can he unbend so far as to partake of food in public? |
4360 | Can you come with me for a few moments? |
4360 | Can you forgive me?" |
4360 | Can you sell me a suit? |
4360 | Come-- this avenue is damp and chilly for you-- shall we go in?" |
4360 | Could I be seen in the public roads in such a plight? |
4360 | Could I not help him to his happiness, I wondered? |
4360 | Could I speak of that unstained sacred life of wifehood and motherhood to this polluted though lovely creature? |
4360 | Could anything be better? |
4360 | DO you or do you NOT believe that I am indeed your husband-- your living husband, Fabio Romani?" |
4360 | Dare I humor her in her fancy? |
4360 | Dead? |
4360 | Did you know him, signor?" |
4360 | Did you see your maid? |
4360 | Do I address the noble Conte Cesare Oliva?" |
4360 | Do men ever truly forgive the women who ruin their lives? |
4360 | Do you doubt it?" |
4360 | Do you feel inclined to see him? |
4360 | Do you know I have thought of him very much lately?" |
4360 | Do you know how rare a thing innocence is-- in a woman? |
4360 | Do you know this is my first ball?" |
4360 | Do you not agree with me, madame?" |
4360 | Do you not tell me that your late friend the Count Romani held you as the dearest to him in the world after his wife? |
4360 | Do you think mere wealth could ever win MY affection? |
4360 | Do you understand?" |
4360 | Does not every one like you? |
4360 | Either, neither, or both? |
4360 | English make? |
4360 | Fabio?" |
4360 | Feeling forced to say something, I asked:"Have you many boarders at this holiday season?" |
4360 | Ferrari glared about him for a moment and then said,"Freccia, you will second me?" |
4360 | Finally he said:"Do I also travel with the eccellenza?" |
4360 | Following out this thought, I said aloud:"What sort of looking man was this Count Romani? |
4360 | For a moment, perhaps, thy love may grow pale at sight of thee; but when she knows of thy sufferings, wilt thou not be dearer to her than ever? |
4360 | From whence had come this daring scheme? |
4360 | From your remarks I judge that you have no sympathy with marital wrongs?" |
4360 | Fy on thee, Luziano!--why think of Ferrari? |
4360 | God? |
4360 | Gui--, I mean Signor Ferrari, you will accompany the conte and show him the way to the villa?" |
4360 | Guido had just left her then? |
4360 | Guido, will you go and unfasten him?" |
4360 | Had I not a veritable angel for my companion at that moment? |
4360 | Had I not calculated it all? |
4360 | Had her lover''s ghost indeed appeared before the eyes of her guilty conscience? |
4360 | Had it not been realized? |
4360 | Had not Ferrari himself seen me BURIED? |
4360 | Had not Guido stabbed me thrice?--in his theft of my wife''s affections-- in his contempt for my little dead child-- in his slanders on my name? |
4360 | Had not the cruel mockery of it nearly driven me mad? |
4360 | Had she entertained any such feelings I might have withdrawn my proposals-- but as matters stand, what harm have I done you?" |
4360 | Had she ever trapped a man''s soul and strangled it with lies? |
4360 | Had she forgotten what a slave I was to her? |
4360 | Had she gone mad? |
4360 | Had she no conscience? |
4360 | Had the shock and grief of my so unexpected death turned her delicate brain? |
4360 | Had they any suspicion? |
4360 | Had they made away with him? |
4360 | Had they put my name on the coffin- lid? |
4360 | Had they shown one redeeming point in their characters? |
4360 | Half stupefied at her manner, I asked:"Then you will be my wife?" |
4360 | Hast thou no forgiveness?" |
4360 | Have I reason to suspect any one?" |
4360 | Have I your permission?" |
4360 | Have they no secret ennui at times when sitting in the chimney nook of"home, sweet home,"with their fat wives and ever- spreading families? |
4360 | Have you just come back from Rome? |
4360 | Have you no greeting for me?" |
4360 | Have you seen him?" |
4360 | He betrayed himself at last by asking me demurely whether I purposed taking any part in the carnival? |
4360 | He displayed no badge of mourning? |
4360 | He eyed it musingly and inquiringly; then he asked:"Your excellency desires to purchase something?" |
4360 | He gave large sums away in charity, did he not? |
4360 | He has HIS amours, of course-- why should she not have hers also? |
4360 | He has no doubt exaggerated the number of times I have written to him? |
4360 | He is young, undeniably handsome, and on his uncle''s death will be fairly wealthy-- what more could you desire? |
4360 | He looked gratefully at me"Really? |
4360 | He says he will never make love to a woman unless she first makes love to him; what do you think of that?" |
4360 | Here is its emblem"--and I held up the stone of the peach I had just eaten--"the fruit is devoured-- what remains? |
4360 | His fate, in her hands, was evidently to be the same as mine had been; yet after all, why should I be surprised? |
4360 | His landlord sold me his clothes for three francs-- one, two, three-- but you must give me six; that is fair profit, is it not? |
4360 | How can he remedy the matter? |
4360 | How can you think of such a thing?" |
4360 | How does the English laureate put it in his idyl on the subject? |
4360 | How is this managed? |
4360 | How long, I gravely mused, how long before death could come to do us this great service? |
4360 | How many times have you asked me that absurd question? |
4360 | How often must I repeat to you that I am a man absolutely indifferent to the tender passion? |
4360 | How so?" |
4360 | How was it then that he did not recognize me now? |
4360 | How? |
4360 | Hush!--was that a faint moan? |
4360 | I am unjust, say you? |
4360 | I asked, in a half- incredulous tone;"you are quite sure?" |
4360 | I asked,"and does not Vincenzo help you?" |
4360 | I began to consider-- how could it have been placed there without my knowledge? |
4360 | I believed him-- for what could this lovely, youthful, low- voiced maiden know of even the shadow of evil? |
4360 | I confess I am glad in other respects, because--""Because what?" |
4360 | I cried,"not one kiss, not one smile, not one word of welcome? |
4360 | I cried;"you will not try if you can save him?" |
4360 | I deemed my happiness perfect-- with love, wealth, and friendship, what more could a man desire? |
4360 | I desire you to be my lover always, as you were when Fabio lived-- why bring commonplace matrimony into the heaven of such a passion as ours?" |
4360 | I exclaimed, playfully,"do you still work hard, little Lilla, even when the apple season is over?" |
4360 | I exclaimed, with a forced laugh, inwardly cursing his detestable flippancy;"that is the fashionable mode of taking vengeance?" |
4360 | I exclaimed--"wife that I so ardently loved-- wife that I would have died for indeed, had you bade me!--why did you betray me? |
4360 | I fancied not-- her look was too pure and candid; yet who could tell? |
4360 | I fear I was too hasty?" |
4360 | I felt it up and down and found a hollow in it-- was this the first step of the stair? |
4360 | I had surely the right to consider it as my property? |
4360 | I have always been physically courageous, but at the same time, in spite of my education, I am somewhat superstitious-- what Neapolitan is not? |
4360 | I heard the fresh voices of children singing in the next room:"D''ou vient le petit Gesu? |
4360 | I indulged in no more futile regrets for the past-- why should I mourn the loss of a love I never possessed? |
4360 | I knew it was a lie-- but I seized the hand whose caresses stung me, and held it hard, as I answered:"YOU love ME? |
4360 | I laugh because-- because, cara mia, our moonlight ramble is so pleasant-- and amusing-- is it not?" |
4360 | I like the picture you have on the easel there-- may I see it more closely?" |
4360 | I readily admitted his charm of manner; had I not myself been subjugated and fascinated by it in the old happy, foolish days? |
4360 | I remembered that those gates had been thoroughly fastened before, when I came up the road from Naples-- why then had they been opened since? |
4360 | I remembered the lithe figure, so like Guido, that had glided in the Indian canoe toward me and had plunged a dagger three times in my heart? |
4360 | I repeated, half absently;"oh, you mean the child of the landlady? |
4360 | I said gently:"You are going home, fauciulla mia?" |
4360 | I said in a thrilling whisper,"what is this? |
4360 | I said, calmly,"what has the big Nicolo or his brother to do with me?" |
4360 | I said, somewhat roughly,"will you sell me a suit or no?" |
4360 | I said, with a cheerful air--"what news?" |
4360 | I said,"and what of Signor Ferrari when he was left alone by his two friends?" |
4360 | I should be sorry to trouble you unnecessarily-- and you perhaps will not have an opportunity of seeing her for some days?" |
4360 | I shuddered involuntarily at the image my own heated fancy had conjured up; should I always see Guido thus, I thought, even in my dreams? |
4360 | I stared blankly on the ground-- would some demon spring from it and give me the answer I sought? |
4360 | I suppose his wife came between you?" |
4360 | I thought he commanded a large band?" |
4360 | I was at first somewhat afraid of old Assunta-- she had been MY nurse-- was it possible that she would not recognize me? |
4360 | I was your wife already-- why-- why? |
4360 | I wondered if any of the company were superstitious? |
4360 | I wondered with a half shudder-- would my end be like his? |
4360 | I would not plead for him-- why should I? |
4360 | I would not tell you a lie-- why should I? |
4360 | I-- why, what is the matter? |
4360 | If I am beautiful, is that my fault? |
4360 | If he could have realized the truth, would his face have worn quite so careless a smile-- would his manner have been quite so free and dauntless? |
4360 | If it will please you, I can guarantee that I shall never make love to the lady unless--""Unless what?" |
4360 | If men are fools, can_ I_ help it? |
4360 | If you inform the superioress of the convent that I am your betrothed husband, I suppose I shall be permitted to see you when I call?" |
4360 | In a little while I met with an obstruction-- it was hard and cold-- a stone wall, surely? |
4360 | In the joys of the carnival who thinks of the dead? |
4360 | In what horrible atmosphere-- in what dense darkness? |
4360 | Infidelity again!--even in this ancient legend, what did Cybele care for old Saturn, whose wife she was? |
4360 | Is he satisfied with the passage money?" |
4360 | Is it not Byron who says that women, like stars, look best at night? |
4360 | Is it not so?" |
4360 | Is not the destruction of illusion worse than illusion itself? |
4360 | Is she not a fair cause for a dispute even unto death? |
4360 | Is there a bright moon?" |
4360 | Is there a married woman living who does not now and then throw a small stone of insolent satire at her husband when his back is turned? |
4360 | Is there not a reward offered, and am not I poor? |
4360 | Is there not a something in his manner that seems familiar?" |
4360 | Is this the plague?" |
4360 | It is only a woman who can always win her own way-- am I not right, conte?" |
4360 | It is time you prepared for your journey, is it not? |
4360 | It is understood that you go to Avellino to- morrow evening?" |
4360 | It was a good intention, but you know what place is paved with similar designs?" |
4360 | Its master, did I say? |
4360 | Labor can always command its price, and what so laborious in this age as to be honest? |
4360 | Life and liberty!--of what use were they to me now, save for one thing-- revenge? |
4360 | Look at me, Nina!--look at me, my twice- wedded wife!--Look at me!--do you not know your HUSBAND?" |
4360 | Marquis, will you do me the honor to arrange the affair?" |
4360 | May I ask why?" |
4360 | May I ask why?" |
4360 | May I ask you to make my suspense brief? |
4360 | May I be permitted to see this document?" |
4360 | May I see them now-- immediately?" |
4360 | May I see this one of yours?" |
4360 | May I take it off?" |
4360 | May be you find it hard to understand the possibility of Scheming and carrying out so prolonged a vengeance as mine? |
4360 | Mechanically and feebly she repeated the words after me--"WHERE IS HE? |
4360 | Mere men and women who lived and loved and lied to one another as bravely as we do? |
4360 | Midday or midnight? |
4360 | Much has been said latterly of the wrongs perpetrated on women by men; will no one take up the other side of the question? |
4360 | Must I wait till evening and slink out of this charnel- house like the ghost of a wretched criminal? |
4360 | My face must have betrayed some sign of my inward emotion, for Ferrari exclaimed:"You are fatigued, conte? |
4360 | My father''s? |
4360 | My good sir, why be ashamed of your feelings? |
4360 | Nay, what friends will you find at all in the world when you need substantial good? |
4360 | Never? |
4360 | No? |
4360 | Not if you wedded Lilla Monti?" |
4360 | Now, had they left me my cigar- case? |
4360 | Now, was that all? |
4360 | Of what avail is a fair body tenanted by a fiendish soul? |
4360 | Of what use to give even roof- shelter to a poor old human creature, maimed, broken, and useless for evermore? |
4360 | On my return from Avellino shall I be welcome?" |
4360 | One passage in this poetical and romantic correspondence fixed my attention: it ran thus:"Why do you write so much of marriage to me, Guido mio? |
4360 | Only yesterday-- body of Bacchus!--who would have thought it?" |
4360 | Or comedy? |
4360 | Or dead? |
4360 | Or die of thirst? |
4360 | Otherwise he would leave Rome at once, and we do not want him back just immediately, do we?" |
4360 | Over and over again I asked myself quietly and in cold blood-- was there any reason why I should have pity on them? |
4360 | Perhaps fidelity was not the fashion now among educated persons? |
4360 | Perhaps it was a worn- out virtue, left to the bas- peuple-- to the vulgar-- and to animals? |
4360 | Perhaps you think I am your late husband?" |
4360 | Perhaps your feelings are too deep for words? |
4360 | Pray for me; I suppose you DO pray a great deal here?" |
4360 | Releasing his hand, I asked, in a tone of affected regret,"And when must you leave us, carino?" |
4360 | Resuming the interrupted conversation I said:"And this poor weak- minded Romani-- was his death sudden?" |
4360 | Revenge is sweet!--but who shall paint the horrors of memory? |
4360 | Ridicule? |
4360 | See now, what would you? |
4360 | Shall I send for her, or are you bored by children?" |
4360 | Shall I tell you more?" |
4360 | She had left the convent and was now at home-- when should she have the happiness of welcoming me, her best beloved Cesare, back to Naples? |
4360 | She has no illness, no infectious disorder? |
4360 | She hesitated, and at last said, anxiously:"I trust you were not offended at my remark concerning Nina Romani''s marriage with you? |
4360 | She is not dangerous to life or limb, is she?" |
4360 | She is so young and light- hearted and thoughtless that-- but you understand me, do you not?" |
4360 | She loved me? |
4360 | She paused, apparently expecting some reply, for she looked about her wonderingly, and continued--"You did not answer me-- are you afraid? |
4360 | She paused-- her wild eyes gazed upward-- did she see some horror there? |
4360 | She shivered slightly, and there was a sound of querulous complaint in her voice as she said:"Have we to go much further, Cesare?" |
4360 | She smiled as she withdrew it, and looking at me, or rather at the glasses I wore, she inquired:"You suffer with your eyes?" |
4360 | She was good, innocent, and true; how was it, I wondered dreamily, that I could not have won a woman''s heart like hers? |
4360 | She whom I loved-- she as delicate of form, as angel- like in face as the child- bride of Christ, St. Agnes-- she, even she was-- what? |
4360 | She would have grown to womanhood-- what then? |
4360 | Should I mend that and nail it up as though my body were still inside? |
4360 | Should I take it with me? |
4360 | Should we not grieve sorely that we had failed to avail ourselves of the secure and classical method of cremation? |
4360 | So will you best serve me-- you understand?" |
4360 | So!--a love- gift, signor, or an in memoriam of the dear and valued friend you have lost? |
4360 | Some unpleasantness with Guido? |
4360 | Something in my face must have spoken my thoughts, for the captain said, gently:"The signor has no mother?" |
4360 | Suddenly she said, with some anxiety in her tone:"You will not tell Guido? |
4360 | Suppose I could in the dense darkness feel my way to those steps and climb up to that door-- of what avail? |
4360 | Surely YOU also are in danger of being insulted by him when he knows all?" |
4360 | Surely not the Contessa Romani, to whom you were so anxious to introduce me? |
4360 | Surely there is nothing graceful about such a commemoration of the birth of Christ as this? |
4360 | Surely you do not find me guilty of such ungallantry? |
4360 | Tell me when-- and how?" |
4360 | Tell me, are you not related to the Romani family? |
4360 | Tell me, do you know me? |
4360 | That is because you are a little star, I suppose?" |
4360 | That sound-- was it not a rippling peal of gay sweet laughter? |
4360 | The countess wishes me to say--""You saw her last night?" |
4360 | The dear nuns would be so glad to see me-- and I am sure you will not object? |
4360 | The dinner- hour can be fixed to suit your convenience of course; what say you to eight o''clock? |
4360 | The excellent brothers Respetti are to blame-- their absence to- night has caused-- but why should I disturb your equanimity? |
4360 | The monk-- the man Pietro-- where were they? |
4360 | The time seemed to me so long-- would the end NEVER come? |
4360 | The weapons were now loaded-- and the marquis, looking about him with a cheerful business- like air, remarked:"I think we may now place our men?" |
4360 | Then I must act as executioner-- and what torture was ever so perfectly unique as the one I have devised? |
4360 | Then he loved me"--here her eyes glimmered with malicious triumph--"yes-- he was mad for me-- and--""You loved him?" |
4360 | Then how comes it to be open? |
4360 | Then looking toward me,"You do not object to a gloria, conte? |
4360 | Then must I starve? |
4360 | Then turning to me she inquired, with some stateliness of manner, what had caused the attack? |
4360 | Then why such foolish notions of pity-- of forgiveness, that were beginning to steal into my mind? |
4360 | There WERE some women then who preferred death to infidelity? |
4360 | There are women who count their lovers by the score, and yet they are not blamed; why should I suffer more than they?" |
4360 | There is the portmanteau to pack-- and who will see to the luggage when you leave on Friday morning for Rome? |
4360 | There the drama began-- where would it end? |
4360 | There was a nauseating influence in it; where had I inhaled that subtle perfume last? |
4360 | These are my mother''s gems-- how dared you wear them? |
4360 | They, poor things, need such attentions-- and often invite them-- why not? |
4360 | This friend of yours is young, senza dubbio?" |
4360 | Thou, with a ready wit, a glancing eye, a gay smile, a supple form, thou wilt not enter the lists of love? |
4360 | Thus we are deluded even by our nearest and dearest-- and is it well or ill for us, I wonder, when we are at last undeceived? |
4360 | To let out a visitor? |
4360 | To relieve him of his friendly embarrassment, I said:"You spoke of Teresa? |
4360 | To such, what lesson is learned by the daily example of the nuns who mortify their flesh, fast, pray and weep? |
4360 | True-- it would be sweet to slay sin in the act of sinning, but then-- must a Romani brand himself as a murderer in the sight of men? |
4360 | Truly Naples affords but sorry entertainment to a stranger; is there naught to hear but stories of the dying and the dead?" |
4360 | Tu m''ami?" |
4360 | Unchristian you call me? |
4360 | Vincenzo looked dubious, but finally summoned up courage to say:"Will the eccellenza permit--""You to make a fool of yourself?" |
4360 | WHERE IS HE? |
4360 | WHERE IS HE?" |
4360 | WHERE IS HE?" |
4360 | WHO was dead? |
4360 | Was Dante sorry, think you, when he was permitted to behold Paradise?" |
4360 | Was I glad or sorry for this? |
4360 | Was I indeed so changed? |
4360 | Was I so bad an actor after all? |
4360 | Was anything wrong with the service? |
4360 | Was ever a man in the position of being delicately flattered by his own wife before? |
4360 | Was he coward as well as traitor? |
4360 | Was it not the self- same laughter that had pierced my brain the night I witnessed her amorous interview with Guido in the avenue? |
4360 | Was it possible that the horrors of a night in the vault had made such a dire impression upon me? |
4360 | Was she roaming about, poor child, like Ophelia, knowing not whither she went, and was her apparent gayety the fantastic mirth of a disordered brain? |
4360 | Was there NO escape possible from this bewildering snare that thus caught and slew the souls of men? |
4360 | Was there any nobleness, any honesty, any real sterling good quality in either of them to justify my consideration? |
4360 | Was there one world among them where no women were born? |
4360 | Was there something in a life of luxury that sapped virtue at its root? |
4360 | We love, we desire, we possess; and then? |
4360 | We stay the night at the hotel, and leave for Rome and Paris the first thing in the morning, do we not?" |
4360 | We tire, you say? |
4360 | Well-- there was nothing in that-- it was as it should be-- was not Guido as my brother? |
4360 | Were all the passionate embraces, the lingering kisses, the vows of fidelity, and words of caressing endearment as naught? |
4360 | Were not Nina''s eyes trained to appear as though they held the very soul of truth? |
4360 | Were the poor alone to possess all the old world virtues-- honor and faith, love and loyalty? |
4360 | Were you all struck dumb, amici, that you stared at the table- cloth so persistently and with such admirable gravity? |
4360 | What ails you? |
4360 | What amused her now? |
4360 | What can I say, what can I do-- to make you believe me?" |
4360 | What can be done with devils such as these? |
4360 | What can it be? |
4360 | What caprice of Fate associated me with this famous brigand? |
4360 | What could it be? |
4360 | What devil possesses you, that you offer such unwarrantable insult to our host?" |
4360 | What devil, or rather what angel of retribution, had whispered it to my soul? |
4360 | What did Guido say? |
4360 | What did he mean by calling ME old? |
4360 | What did he take me for, I wondered? |
4360 | What do you want with me, rascal?" |
4360 | What does one marry for at all? |
4360 | What exquisite far- off floating voice of cheer was that? |
4360 | What fairer fate could a man desire?--what life more certain to keep health in the body and peace in the mind? |
4360 | What followed? |
4360 | What had I to do with peace or good- will? |
4360 | What had I to do with the inward purity and peace this memento of Christ is supposed to leave in our souls? |
4360 | What had she been like when young-- before she had shut herself within the convent walls-- before she had set the crucifix like a seal on her heart? |
4360 | What had they done to me? |
4360 | What harm have I done? |
4360 | What has become of you all this while?" |
4360 | What have you arranged?" |
4360 | What have you heard? |
4360 | What inhabitants peopled those fair planets, I wondered? |
4360 | What is the usual fate that falls to even the best woman? |
4360 | What letters have you there?" |
4360 | What matter how the face changes, so long as the heart is true? |
4360 | What say you to such a plan?" |
4360 | What say you? |
4360 | What say you?" |
4360 | What says Voltaire of the blind god? |
4360 | What says this painted inscription? |
4360 | What should I do with her? |
4360 | What should SHE care?" |
4360 | What should be done with HER-- with HIM, my treacherous friend, my smiling betrayer? |
4360 | What should be done? |
4360 | What so difficult as to keep silence on other people''s affairs? |
4360 | What was death-- what were the horrors of the vault-- what was anything I had suffered to the anguish that racked me now? |
4360 | What was it to me that the bleeding Christ forgave His enemies in death? |
4360 | What was that? |
4360 | What was that? |
4360 | What was there in those clear candid eyes that made me involuntarily bow my head in a reverential salutation as she passed? |
4360 | What will you say then?" |
4360 | What wouldst thou with a ghost of him? |
4360 | What, madame? |
4360 | What-- if the prison to which we have consigned the deeply regretted one should not have such close doors as we fondly imagined? |
4360 | Whatever his faults, his wife of course was true to him while he lived; she considered him worthy of fidelity-- is it not so?" |
4360 | When do we shudder with equal disgust at our own social enormities? |
4360 | When followed out to the better end what is the good of it-- where does it lead? |
4360 | When may I see them?" |
4360 | When the little Teresa was in the question, look you, what could I do? |
4360 | When will you take me to see them?" |
4360 | Where is the fellow?" |
4360 | Where is the light you spoke of?" |
4360 | Where was I? |
4360 | Who are my guests you ask? |
4360 | Who comes next?" |
4360 | Who could not hear them? |
4360 | Who could say what her future might have been? |
4360 | Who is Teresa?" |
4360 | Who is to be pacified or pleased by our contrition? |
4360 | Who shall say you are not a sentimental bridegroom? |
4360 | Who was its master? |
4360 | Why are you so pale and stern? |
4360 | Why did not monsieur send for his carriage?" |
4360 | Why did you marry me? |
4360 | Why do you ask?" |
4360 | Why do you start?" |
4360 | Why had they taken the pillows from under my head? |
4360 | Why have you brought me here? |
4360 | Why not? |
4360 | Why not? |
4360 | Why not? |
4360 | Why not? |
4360 | Why should I be? |
4360 | Why should I betray him? |
4360 | Why should I damn the actress or the play before the curtain was ready to fall on both? |
4360 | Why should I lay myself open to a charge of murder, even for a just cause? |
4360 | Why should a man be tied to one woman when he has love enough for twenty? |
4360 | Why should he care for me? |
4360 | Why should he hate my wife? |
4360 | Why should there be any prejudice against it? |
4360 | Why try to excuse it now? |
4360 | Why underrate yourself?" |
4360 | Why, because my own love had turned to ashes in my grasp, should I mock at those who fancied they had found the golden fruit of the Hesperides? |
4360 | Why-- what need have you of such valorous associates? |
4360 | Why? |
4360 | Why? |
4360 | Why?--what for? |
4360 | Will it mend matters? |
4360 | Will not one of her soft embraces recompense thee for all thy past anguish, and suffice to make thee young again?" |
4360 | Will that suit you?" |
4360 | Will you come with me to- morrow night? |
4360 | Will you do it?" |
4360 | Will you do this?" |
4360 | Will you give me a chance of seeing your pictures? |
4360 | Will you have some coffee?" |
4360 | Will you help him? |
4360 | Will you make earth a heaven for me, Nina mia, or will you only love me as much-- or as little-- as you loved your late husband?" |
4360 | Will you take it and wear it to please me?" |
4360 | Would he come back to Naples to console the now childless widow? |
4360 | Would my wife, would Guido recognize me? |
4360 | Would she have kissed me then? |
4360 | Would she have smiled so sweetly? |
4360 | Would she never come? |
4360 | Would she never come? |
4360 | Would they revive now, think you, for your great Prince de Majano if he told them they were fair? |
4360 | Would you obtain a kiss from a pair of ripe- red lips that seem the very abode of honeyed sweetness? |
4360 | Yes, I kissed her now-- why should I not? |
4360 | Yes-- they spoke of things that must be forgotten and unuttered; what should I do with these tell- tale eyes of mine? |
4360 | Yes? |
4360 | Yes?" |
4360 | Yet if I could do one good action now-- would it not be as a star shining in the midst of my soul''s storm and darkness? |
4360 | Yet the question remained to be solved-- How had they gained access to MY ancestral vault, unless by means of a false key? |
4360 | Yet the question remained-- Where was I? |
4360 | You are Andrea Luziani, and this is the brig''Laura,''--we are right in this; is it not so?" |
4360 | You are astonished at that? |
4360 | You are perhaps a coral- fisher? |
4360 | You believe women to be angels-- I know them to be devils-- mas il n''y a qu''un pas entre les deux? |
4360 | You call this inhuman perhaps? |
4360 | You can not blame me for this?" |
4360 | You can not understand the existence of such conflicting elements in the Italian character? |
4360 | You can understand this, can you not, amico, or does it seem to you a folly? |
4360 | You do not blame me for helping away a poor devil who trusts me?" |
4360 | You have killed him?" |
4360 | You have not heard of the rich Romani? |
4360 | You have reposed yourself? |
4360 | You know the private passage through which we entered the hotel this morning on our return from church?" |
4360 | You loved me-- Guido loved me-- could_ I_ prevent it? |
4360 | You remember the jewels I sent you before we ever met?" |
4360 | You say he was handsome-- was he tall or short-- dark or fair?" |
4360 | You say you know me-- well!--are you not glad to see your husband?--you, who were such an inconsolable widow?" |
4360 | You see, my dear conte, nowadays a duel is very frequently decided with swords rather than pistols, and why? |
4360 | You seemed to love me so much; why are you not always so fond of your faithful"NINA?" |
4360 | You surely are not vexed? |
4360 | You think she loves you?" |
4360 | You understand me? |
4360 | You understand?" |
4360 | You will come with me?" |
4360 | You will come, will you not? |
4360 | You wish me to keep our engagement secret?" |
4360 | You wish to see me for once without these,"and I touched my dark glasses--"is it not so?" |
4360 | against whom? |
4360 | and after all, am I so vile? |
4360 | and was he not a lover of books and simple pleasures?" |
4360 | and was it not part of my vengeance? |
4360 | and where?" |
4360 | and why?" |
4360 | and why?" |
4360 | could I take his hand in mine? |
4360 | cried Captain de Hamal, seizing him by the arm--"do you know what you have done?" |
4360 | demanded Ferrari, gayly;"what, in the name of Heaven, is the good of being penitent about anything? |
4360 | does she know where you are going?" |
4360 | exclaimed Chevalier Mancini, scornfully--"Is that all? |
4360 | exclaimed Guido, fiercely,"do I not think of it? |
4360 | he muttered--"think you a man tied hand and foot can run like a deer? |
4360 | he queried, with a sort of childish eagerness,"did I not take a good vengeance? |
4360 | he said,"What would you? |
4360 | he used to sing-- what was it? |
4360 | if I could murder you twenty times over, what then? |
4360 | in what way does this concern me?" |
4360 | is it so?" |
4360 | like a foam- bell on the waves; and Carmelo-- You have seen Carmelo, signor?" |
4360 | no love words for me?" |
4360 | not yet?" |
4360 | of what avail was God Himself, I widely mused, since even He could not keep one woman true? |
4360 | or superior beings to whom the least falsehood is unknown? |
4360 | or"Hast thou no desire for that past delight?" |
4360 | pursued my wife''s dulcet voice, breaking in upon my reflections,"did you really imagine Signor Ferrari''s suit might meet with favor at my hands?" |
4360 | she answered, with a grave and virtuous air;"how can you think so? |
4360 | she answered--"and tell me-- your name is Cesare, is it not?" |
4360 | she asked, in fainter tones;"has anything happened?" |
4360 | she asked, in the feeblest and most plaintive tone imaginable, so weak that I myself could scarcely hear it;"has somebody hurt your eyes? |
4360 | she has refused to marry you?" |
4360 | the raging fire- eater?" |
4360 | the roses are innocent of evil? |
4360 | to allow me to fix our wedding for the second month of the new year?" |
4360 | to be able to hold your head up unabashed before your own servants? |
4360 | to feel that you can actually give an order without its being instantly countermanded? |
4360 | troubled her a little, was very far from imagining the real truth of the matter, as indeed how should she? |
4360 | what creature of mortal flesh and blood could forgive such treachery? |
4360 | what had Carmelo Neri done to deserve the priceless jewel of a true woman''s heart? |
4360 | what had I done to merit such foul deception as that which I was now called upon to avenge? |
4360 | what makes you look so pale?" |
4360 | what use is there in threats? |
4360 | what was that? |
4360 | what were all these resources of the world''s weakness to ME? |
4360 | what will you, signor? |
4360 | where had I heard that? |
4360 | who could be happier? |
4360 | who was he?" |
4360 | who would have children? |
4360 | why should I pity? |
4360 | why should they have any? |
4360 | you are Lilla Monti?" |
4360 | you are angry, and I know I should not have spoken; but tell me, how can I look at Lilla and be happy when I feel that you are alone and sad?" |
4360 | you have not KILLED her?" |
4360 | you will not kill me? |