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... tongue for saying what I did before . ( Aloud . ) Oh Mary ! I see how it is now - I understand it all . My uncle , knowing our long attachment , thought it more courteous to leave the fortune to you , being the lady . MARY . You are ...
... tongue for saying what I did before . ( Aloud . ) Oh Mary ! I see how it is now - I understand it all . My uncle , knowing our long attachment , thought it more courteous to leave the fortune to you , being the lady . MARY . You are ...
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... tongue . NIECE . I am sure I should know when I was my cries would beaten , uncle , so pray don't try disprove your assertion . UNCLE . It might do you good . " Like a spaniel and a walnut - tree , A woman , The more you beat them , the ...
... tongue . NIECE . I am sure I should know when I was my cries would beaten , uncle , so pray don't try disprove your assertion . UNCLE . It might do you good . " Like a spaniel and a walnut - tree , A woman , The more you beat them , the ...
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... tongue , child . Women , like geese , are always cackling ; and lovers , like ganders , encourage their noise . Comparisons are -- Exit , Uncle . NIECE and SELBY , ( together . ) Yes , compari- sons are - Exeunt . THE WEDDING DAY . THE ...
... tongue , child . Women , like geese , are always cackling ; and lovers , like ganders , encourage their noise . Comparisons are -- Exit , Uncle . NIECE and SELBY , ( together . ) Yes , compari- sons are - Exeunt . THE WEDDING DAY . THE ...
Page 42
... tongues proclaimed me handsome , young , and good : most wise - mo t virtuous : but now that I am poor , it publishes with trumpet tones , my age , my folly , and my vice . WIFE . Poor ! but yesterday I thought you rich . Hus . ( aside ...
... tongues proclaimed me handsome , young , and good : most wise - mo t virtuous : but now that I am poor , it publishes with trumpet tones , my age , my folly , and my vice . WIFE . Poor ! but yesterday I thought you rich . Hus . ( aside ...
Page 43
... spurn me , and still with loving eyes , and loving words , I crawl to where you sit pillow my aching brow upon your knee and die - blessings on you , the last words on my lip . Hus . You know not what you say the tongue THE RETURN . 43.
... spurn me , and still with loving eyes , and loving words , I crawl to where you sit pillow my aching brow upon your knee and die - blessings on you , the last words on my lip . Hus . You know not what you say the tongue THE RETURN . 43.
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alias Jones Aloud bailiffs Barton's farm beggar better BOND bride brother Captain Cleverly CLEV commissioners cousin dare say Dobson Doleful DOUBT DOWLAN Enter Exeunt Exit eyes FRANK Franklyn Garbett give going gone Gossip hand handsome HART hate hear heard heart heiress hurry impostor Jack Smith Jeremiah Brown Lady Lady Juliana look lovers marry MARY mind MISS CLEAVE MISS GREY MISS JOHN never NIECE Norfolk Island Pepper pettishly PLAC Placid POLICE Policeman Pooh Poor Bessy Poor dear Jemima post octavo Prattle proverb rich Ruffle Sandford Selby Seymour de Hauteville shame SILENT SIR FRED Sir Frederick Jones Sir Michael Mowbray Smith STRAN suppose sure swell mob talk tell thing thought Tilson told Tom Smiths tongue TRENCH trust UNCLE vile vulgar wealth wedding won't wait word worse Worthy WYVILL young
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Page 64 - one half of the world does not know how the other half lives.
Page 35 - Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them, Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them.
Page 90 - There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which, taken at its flood, leads on to fortune...
Page 18 - I put him into an out-house; and finding the symptoms he showed too clear to leave me any reason to doubt his madness, shot him, before he did any harm, through a little hole in the door, which I cut with my garden axe. The old rhyme says — A wife, a spaniel, and a walnut-tree, The more you beat them, the better they be.
Page 22 - He's tall and he's straight as the poplar tree, His cheeks are as fresh as the rose ; He looks like a squire of high degree When drest in his Sunday clothes.
Page 87 - What, John, not gone yet ? I thought you were to meet the Commissioners at twelve ? " To which, by some instinct of memory, I replied without thinking, " Yes. But it has not struck yet." JOAN : " But you know it's half an hour's walk to the Guildhall. " DAUPHIN :