Thus the Puritan elders in their black cloaks, starched bands, and steeple-crowned hats, smiled not unbenignantly at the clamour and rude deportment of these jolly seafaring men; and it excited neither surprise nor animadversion when so reputable a citizen as old Roger Chillingworth, the physician, was seen to enter the market-place in close and familiar talk
with the commander of the questionable vessel.
All who had seen the catastrophe were describing it at once, and each trying to talk
louder than his neighbor; and one youth of a superior genius ran a little way up the hill, called attention, tripped, fell, rolled down among us, and thus triumphantly showed exactly how the thing had been done.
I reckon if you'd ever be'n a mother yo'self, Valet de Chambers, you wouldn't talk
sich foolishness as dat.
Do not you know she calls every one reserved who does not talk
as fast, and admire what she admires as rapturously as herself?
I guess she is; yet she looks bravely,' replied the girl, 'and she talks
as if she thought of living to see it grow a man.
Tha' said it almost like Dickon talks
to his wild things on th' moor.
as if there was some worse calamity than the calamity which has made them orphans.
to me; and when we get home, puts some water to my lips; and when I ask his leave to go up to my room, dismisses me with the gentleness of a woman.
If you mean libel, I'd say so, and not talk
about labels, as if Papa was a pickle bottle," advised Jo, laughing.
The car- penter, who had been a soldier in the Civil War, came into the writer's room and sat down to talk
of building a platform for the purpose of raising the bed.
It is all true," said Merrylegs sadly, "and I've seen that about the dogs over and over again where I lived first; but we won't talk
about it here.
She had got somebody to talk
to, and she felt it her duty to talk
, and that was enough; and reinforcing herself by smelling again at her vinaigrette, she went on.
Why, they don't talk
about you at all--at least only just a mention, once in a long time.
But the Martins occupied her thoughts a good deal; she had spent two very happy months with them, and now loved to talk
of the pleasures of her visit, and describe the many comforts and wonders of the place.
Rochester; then she coined pretexts to go downstairs, in order, as I shrewdly suspected, to visit the library, where I knew she was not wanted; then, when I got a little angry, and made her sit still, she continued to talk
incessantly of her "ami, Monsieur Edouard Fairfax DE Rochester," as she dubbed him (I had not before heard his prenomens), and to conjecture what presents he had brought her: for it appears he had intimated the night before, that when his luggage came from Millcote, there would be found amongst it a little box in whose contents she had an interest.