Then said theearl to a man called Fin,--but some say he was of Fin (Laplander) race,and was a superior archer,--"Shoot that tall man by the mast.
Suppose I did come in and pull that spiel,who would believe it?""The girl would.
“„Ganz recht hat da dein Vater, und ich meine schon selber, wie dieLeute sagen, er wär’ nicht dumm, aber in einem Stück könnte er wohlauch den Gescheiteren machen; ich möchte ihn schon dafür in Ehrenhalten, wie ihm gebührt.
Heinflicted severe punishments on many men, great as well as small, andleft no district until the people had consented to adopt the holy faith.
Hart and the Misses Hart; who smirked and perspired and crackedancient jokes and heart-rending puns during the intervals of thedances, who shall say that they did not enjoy themselves as thoroughlyand as fully as those who frequented the wealthier entertainmentsup-town.
Now that so much has failed to yield seed,being indeed just in flower, the stalks are chewed as if sugar-cane,and the people are fat thereon; but the hungry time is in store whenthese stalles are all done.
»He 일일여친 ovat olemassa Intian sisäisessä pyrkimyksessä ja tarkoituksessaaivan samoin kuin puu piilee siemenessä.
Officer Garroway, who was trying to find a goodsynonym for one of the adjectives in the poem on which he was occupied,stared thoughtfully at the ceiling.
I had a good deal of time on my hands, but not enough to amount toanything when it was a question of reforming dear old Bobbie byargument.
“All right! Suppose I have! What of it?”“Then you—you—admit it!”“Yes.
" And in this all agreed; and as the kingspoke mildly and friendly with the bondes, their answer was appeased,and their conference with the king went off peacefully.
The people of Aleih—a charming summer resort where themountainside is so steep that there is no room for a curve and the trainhas to back up the next leg of the ascent—are the butt of many a 체­팅­창 populartale.
“Nach und nach verfiel er in einen 챗 unruhigen Halbschlummer, in dem erdie ganze Nacht über dahinlag.
Didn’t I say that Alfred would fix things forGeorge? I told her she looked worried, and got her to tell me what thetrouble was.
"Who is there?" asked the rabbi, who had been busy at his desk even atthis late hour and thus had not missed hearing the knocker.
Are was twelve years of age when Bishop Isleif died, and athis death eighty years had elapsed since the fall of Olaf Trygvason.
She was rather like one of thoseinnocent-tasting American drinks which creep imperceptibly into yoursystem so that, before you know what you’re doing, you’re starting outto reform the world by force if necessary and pausing on your way totell the large man in the corner that, if he looks at you like that,you will knock his head off.
»Eikö Gour Babun isä ole isän vanhaystävä?»Sutšarita muisti, että oli niin laita.
I wasvery anxious to hear him speak of his impressions during that dreadfultime, and I several times inquired of him as to what he thought andfelt.
All those now named had sworn an oath to KingCanute to deprive Olaf of life, if opportunity should offer.
This young fellow is quite capable of cutting the throatsof ten people, simply for a lark, as he told us in his ‘explanation.
If we looknorth of Cape Delgado, we might imagine that the religious convictionsof the Arabs had something to do with the matter, but the Portuguesesouth of Cape Delgado have no scruples in the matter, and would selltheir grandfathers as well as the rum if they could make money by thetransaction, they have even erected distilleries to furnish a vilespirit from the fruit of the cashew and other fruits and grain, butthe trade does not succeed.
Possibly the latterwas not mistaken in imagining that he was received simply in order toannoy Totski, who disliked him extremely
The sun had passed the meridian when the wanderers caught the gleam ofwater among the trees in front.
» Hän ei voinut karkoittaa ajatuksistaansitä tosiasiaa, että Lolita oli vaikeuden sattuessa jättänyt kaikkimuut ja tullut hänen seuraansa.
He was seventy-three years of age, and had a red face, andwhite hair; he deluged himself with scent, and was 진짜 사랑 찾기 always smiling likea child.
“Lizabetha Prokofievna! Lizabetha Prokofievna! Lizabetha Prokofievna!”“Mother, this is disgraceful!” cried Aglaya.
By extending an arm any one ofthem could have touched the eighth man, who lay on the table, faceupward, partly covered by a sheet, his arms at his sides.
Magdalene folgte ihr nach und lachte: „Schau, was du rennen magst mitdeinen klein’ Stelzerln.
He looked like a man who has a favourite auntin Poughkeepsie, and is worried about her asthma.
You came tomake friends with me again just now, and you said, ‘I will kiss yourhand, if you like,’ just as a child would have said it