But it was an obstinate pair of shoulders; they could not seem to learn the trick of stooping with any sort of deceptive naturalness.
But lord, it was only just words, words -- they meant nothing in the world to him, I might just as well have whistled.
Well, if they like it, Tom, all right; but I don't want to be a king and have only just a given name, like a nigger.
The labor dragged a little, but still they made progress.
The upper dress of this personage resembled that of his companion in shape, being a long monastic mantle; but the colour, being scarlet, showed that he did not belong to any of the four regular orders of monks.
He rode, not a mule, like his companion, but a strong hackney for the road, to save his gallant war-horse, which a squire led behind, fully accoutred for battle, with a chamfrom or plaited head-piece upon his bead, having a short spike projecting from the front.
She'd ne'er go away, I know, if Adam 'ud be fond on her an' marry her, but everything's so contrairy," said Lisbeth, with a burst of vexation.
An' he might be willin' to marry her if he know'd she's fond on him, but he'll ne'er think on't if somebody doesna put it into's head.
Dede offered to receive him in the parlor, but he shook his head and nodded toward her rooms.
We're just going to talk straight out in meeting--the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
Gobseck, Werdet, and Gigonnet swallowed the profits, but
des Lupeaulx had agreed that they should have them; he was not playing for a stake; he challenged the bank, as it were, knowing very well that the king was not a man to forget this debt of honor.
if one looks at men in all ways--are there many good ones left?
A canting, lie-loving, fact-hating, scribbling, chattering, wealth-hunting, pleasure-hunting, celebrity-hunting mob, that, having lost the fear of hell, and not replaced it by the love of justice, cares for nothing but
the lion's share of the wealth wrung by threat of starvation from the hands of the classes that create it.
D'Artagnan advanced as far as the middle of the room, and seeing that the king paid no attention to him, and suspecting, besides, that this was nothing but
affectation, a sort of tormenting preamble to the explanation that was preparing, he turned his back on the prince, and began to examine the frescoes on the cornices, and the cracks in the ceiling.
His father was worth perhaps half a million sterling, but
India is the only democratic land in the world.