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No, I shall go on wearing the old overcoat I have worn forthree years, and I shall give up my club
”“Would Rogojin marry her, do you think?”“Why not? Certainly he would, I should think.
Gordon was talkingabout going to France and “guttin’ Fritzies” for the fun of it, and thatmust be nipped at any cost.
”Gania seized his head with both hands and tottered to the window; Variasat down at the other window.
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One branch will travel upward along the AmurRiver, as though in the United States the traveler started from Boston,went northward and down the St.
”“Well, I wish,” said Bicky gloomily, “that he knew a way to get me outof the hole I’m in.
But in spiteof his battered appearance, a severe scolding from the principal, linesto write, and a further punishment from his mother, Titee scarcelyremained for his dinner, but was off, down the railroad track, with hispockets partly stuffed with the remnants of his scanty meal.
As to conversationssuch as the one held with Evgenie Pavlovitch, he avoided them as far aspossible, feeling that there were certain objections to which he couldmake no answer.
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It is quite common to see the sticks so used attached tothe clothing or bundles in travelling; they wet the blunt end of theupright stick with the tongue, and dip it in the sand to make someparticles of silica adhere before inserting it in the horizontalpiece.
He askedif we would slaughter the ox he would give here, or take it on; wepreferred to kill it at once.
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Once more, good night, And when you are desirous to be bles’d,I’ll blessing beg of you.
Suppose the hussy—she must be a hussy—intrigued the boyinto premature matrimony! God in heaven!—Suppose he had to marry her!Johnathan went icy at the horror of it.
Then they walked up and down the great piazza,and amused themselves by looking through the windows into the greatparlors, where the hotel girls (_puella tabernensis Americana_) weredancing with some tightly buttoned cadets.
Livingstone did not appear tohave heard this colloquy, but was sitting idly as if dozing.
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Poistuttuaan tuomarin luota Gora lähti etsimään asianajajaa, ja hänellesanottiin, että Satkori Haldar oli paikkakunnan parhaita.
The spot is called Nshinda, or Inchinda, which the Portuguese wrote Lucenda or Ucenda.
The moon was up by this time, bleachingall the colored roses of the terrace in its yellow light.
“Rogojin and his hundred thousand roubles, no doubt of it,” mutteredPtitsin to himself.