“It isn’t fair. They sat down, McClintock reaching for a lump of sugar which he began munching. What you want to do is to imagine every woman a Becky Sharp and every man a Rawdon Crawley. It was not only that her father had said all sorts of inconsistent and unreasonable things, but that by some incomprehensible infection she herself had replied in the same vein. Think, ma’am. There's a hundred pounds too much. " Almost the identical words of the boy. " "Be it so!" rejoined Sir Rowland, with concentrated fury; "but before we do part, I am resolved to know the name of your pretended husband!" "Torture shall not wrest it from me," answered his sister, firmly. “I don’t see what else I could have said,” he remarked. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. ” “You have been to her?” he asked. Jolly nose! the bright rubies that garnish thy tip Are dug from the mines of canary; And to keep up their lustre I moisten my lip With hogsheads of claret and sherry.
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