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Roberts brothers, 1871 - 300 Seiten
 

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Seite 303 - I say it ; tells me what to do and I do it, and go on doing it, with a vague sense of annoyance at seeing Byng's hat on the cushion, and at feeling that Byng is no sort of help to me in an emergency of this sort. The ceremony is disturbed by suppressed sobs. It is my mother, in a pew. Old Mr. Symperson does n't refuse (as I had some idea he would at the last moment) to give Fridoline away to me, and so I take her " for better for worse, for richer for poorer, till death us do part...
Seite 57 - I could stop and look at this for an age," then take out my watch. " You can come back again to it," observes Dilbury, seizing my elbow again. Meet Mrs. and Miss Millar again. Awkward. Don't know whether to bow, or smile, or nod, or what, this time. I say, as we pass, " Not gone yet ? " I don't think she likes it. I didn't say it as I should like to have said it, if I had the opportunity over again. I dare say it sounded rude.
Seite 50 - I've not. Pause. Say, " It's very warm, though." (Why " though "? Consider this). Miss Millar, looking at a picture, wants to know, " Whose that is ? " I say, off-hand (one really ought to know an artist's style without referring to the catalogue), " Millais." I add,
Seite 50 - I think." I refer to Catalogue. It isn't. We both say, " Very like him, though." Miss Millar observes there are some pretty faces on the walls. Happy Thought— -To say, " Not so pretty as those off it." I don't say this at once, because it doesn't appear to me at the moment well arranged as a compliment ; and, as it would sound flat a few minutes afterwards, I don't say it at all. Stupid of me. Reserve it. It will come in again for somebody else, or for when Miss Millar gives me another opportunity....
Seite 58 - She tries to stop : I turn, and lay hold of someone who ought to be Dilbury, in order to bring him forward. It isn't Dilbury at all, but some one else — a perfect stranger, who is very angry, and wants to kick or hit — I don't know which (but he can't, on account of the crowd), and I am carried on, begging Miss Millar's pardon and his pardon, and remonstrating with a stout, bald-headed man in front, who will get in the way. Happy Thought.— Get out of this as quickly as possible.
Seite 295 - Commodore as a poser. He was ready for the emergency. " How," he asked, " did people steer when they hadn't compasses, eh ? " I gave it up ; so did the Lieutenant at first, though as an afterthought he said, " By the stars." " Very well," returned the Commodore, " then we'll steer by the stars," and thought he'd settled the matter. I asked, " By what stars ? " and the Commodore said, that " if I was going to play the fool and upset all his arrangements, we'd better give the whole thing up." I wanted...
Seite 47 - Picadilly; and here I am in the old Trafalgar Square place. HAPPY THOUGHT. — Take a cab to the New Academy. Ah, nice new place ! Inscription over the entrance all on one side. Leave my stick, and take a catalogue. Hate a catalogue! Why can't they put the names on the pictures, and charge extra for entrance ? I know that there used to be a north and a south and an east and a west room in the old place.
Seite 50 - I don't say this at once, because it doesn't appear to me at the moment well arranged as a compliment ; and, as it would sound flat a few minutes afterwards, I don't say it at all. Stupid of me. Reserve it. It will come in again for somebody else, or for when Miss Millar gives me another opportunity. Portrait of a Lady. — The opportunity. I think. Don't I admire that ? " Not so much as " If I say, " As you," it's too coarse, and, in fact, not wrapped up enough. She asks — " As what ? " I refer...
Seite 156 - Thought (flash across me even at this supreme moment}. — .D^&r-terously * * wretched * * I am looking down into the dark waters — at the white foam * * * * if the bulwark were suddenly to give way ! * * * * Can I help it? ******** Lurch * * roll * * stagger * * grapple with bulwarks * * silent anguish. Can anything on the Continent be worth this ! ! ! ! ! Cathedrals — Churches — pictures — pleasures of Paris — can't be worth this * * * And * * Oh ! I've got to come back again ! ! ! Stagger...
Seite 47 - Let who will, write their songs, give me the composition of their proverbs," or words to that effect. Mem. Find out who said this, and when : date &c.) Dressed and breakfasted. Now to the Academy. At the Royal Academy. Early. Very early. No one there. Up the steps into the hall. Not a soul. No one to take the money. Perhaps they've abolished payments. Good that. So gloomy, I'm quite depressed. See a policeman. He reminds me...

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