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113. lappuse - MacWhirter is any relative. Your wife is perpetually sending her little testimonies of affection, your little girls work endless worsted baskets, cushions, and footstools for her. What a good fire there is in her room when she conies to pay you a visit, although your wife laces her stays without one!
11. lappuse - The world is a looking-glass, and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face. Frown at it, and it will in turn look sourly upon you ; laugh at it and with it, and it is a jolly kind companion ; and so let all young persons take their choice.
57. lappuse - Jove,' says little Osborne, with the air of a connoisseur, clapping his man on the back. ' Give it him with the left, Figs, my boy.' Figs' left made terrific play during all the rest of the combat. Cuff went down every time. At the sixth round, there were almost as many fellows shouting out, ' Go it, Figs,' as there were youths exclaiming,
114. lappuse - MaeWhirter's fat coachman, the beer is grown much stronger, and the consumption of tea and sugar in the nursery (where her maid takes her meals) is not regarded in the least. Is it so, or is it not so ? I appeal to the middle classes.
14. lappuse - She sate commonly with her father, who was very proud of her wit, and heard the talk of many of his wild companions often but illsuited for a girl to hear. But she never had been a girl, she said $ she had been a woman since she was eight years old.
206. lappuse - If, a few pages back, the present writer claimed the privilege of peeping into Miss Amelia Sedley's bedroom, and understanding with the omniscience of the novelist all the gentle pains and passions which were tossing upon that innocent pillow, why should he not declare himself to be Rebecca's confidante too, master of her secrets, and seal-keeper of that young woman's conscience?
114. lappuse - ... cushions, and footstools for her. What a good fire there is in her room when she comes to pay you a visit, although your wife laces her stays without one! The house during her stay assumes a festive, neat, warm, jovial, snug appearance not visible at other seasons. You yourself, dear sir, forget to go to sleep after dinner, and find yourself all of a sudden (though you invariably lose) very fond of a rubber. What good dinners you have game every day, Malmsey- Madeira, and no end of fish from...
8. lappuse - But, lo ! and just as the coach drove off, Miss Sharp put her pale face out of the window and actually flung the book back into the garden. This almost caused Jemima to faint with terror. "Well, I never," said she" what an audacious "Emotion prevented her from completing either sentence.
239. lappuse - ... much severer enemy than a mere stranger would be. To account for your own hard-heartedness and ingratitude in such a case, you are bound to prove the other party's crime. It is not that you are selfish, brutal, and angry at the failure of a speculation no, no it is that your partner has led you into it by the basest treachery and with the most sinister motives. From a mere sense of consistency, a persecutor is bound to show that the fallen man is a villain otherwise he, the persecutor,...
5. lappuse - ... at his Club, will pronounce to be excessively foolish, trivial, twaddling, and ultra-sentimental. Yes ; I can see Jones at this minute (rather flushed with his joint of mutton and half-pint of wine), taking out his pencil and scoring under the words " foolish, twaddling," &c., and adding to them his own remark of