"ISN" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... a remarkable person, isn't she? I love her dearly and would gladly sacrifice my life for her at any time. But tell me"—Genya touched my sleeve with her finger—"but tell me, why do you argue with her all the time? Why ...
— The House with the Mezzanine and Other Stories • Anton Tchekoff
... isn't so wonderful. Sixteen thousand is an awful lot when it's coming, but it just seems about half as big ...
— Dust • Mr. and Mrs. Haldeman-Julius
... any one in my life, Howland!" he cried, shaking the other's hand again and again. "Another month and I'd be dead. Isn't this a hell ...
— The Danger Trail • James Oliver Curwood
... the gentleman who gave her the money, 'why do you come to a saloon? It isn't a proper place for a lady, and why are you driven to ...
— One Thousand Secrets of Wise and Rich Men Revealed • C. A. Bogardus
... Joanna, if it wasn't true, but a man who puts a sheep into poison-wash twice in a fortnight isn't fit to be ...
— Joanna Godden • Sheila Kaye-Smith
... I know; but, Ruth, dear, isn't there anything in the world but Jamie—to make you ...
— Pollyanna Grows Up • Eleanor H. Porter
... "Isn't that too bad?" I suddenly exclaimed, as we were turning into Mrs. Barrie's house. "I have forgotten that letter—and the health officer says that whoever goes must have it. Shall we go back ...
— St. Cuthbert's • Robert E. Knowles
... know what you mean. It is so very shocking; isn't it? And so the two men have gone off together to look for the third. Goodness me;—what a party they will be if they meet! ...
— Dr. Wortle's School • Anthony Trollope
... he exclaimed, after a period of profound reflection, "the beauty of this place is that no one thinks here, except about cooking, and, after all, cooking is one of the first things worthy of serious speculation, isn't it? Suppose we plan a nice little dinner ...
— The Iron Pirate - A Plain Tale of Strange Happenings on the Sea • Max Pemberton
... the world say we are a dying race, and it has been said so often that some of us ourselves had begun to believe it! But it is not so! I tell you it is not so, and we'll soon prove to the Germans who come that it isn't! I have looked for a sign. I sought for it in all the skies through your glasses, but I did not find it there. Yet I have ...
— The Forest of Swords - A Story of Paris and the Marne • Joseph A. Altsheler
... Donald was quite savage about the bills. And after all Uncle Colin went and caught cold, and would not come! I would not have minded half so much if it had been Jessie Douglas; but to have her at Gowanbrae—a glass-blower's daughter—isn't it too bad?" ...
— The Clever Woman of the Family • Charlotte M. Yonge
... me from morning till night. They dog my steps wherever I go, and give me no chance to retrieve my fortunes. I am going to the west; and it isn't right to hold you to your engagement any longer, for I can never, on my part, fulfil it. The odds are against me here, and, what is worse, I've lost my courage and hope; I have come ...
— The Cabin on the Prairie • C. H. (Charles Henry) Pearson
... them? It's plain enough the young fellow took a fancy to our Frarnie the first time he laid eyes on her, isn't it?" ...
— Not Pretty, But Precious • John Hay, et al.
... "It isn't growing old that's the trouble. It's talking about it. Why, the night after that meeting of the Circle—" She stopped here, and her eyes, widening and growing darker in a way they had, gave her face ...
— Country Neighbors • Alice Brown
... little Sol. "There isn't much wind, anyway. If there was, I'll bet they wouldn't beat us." There really was a good deal ...
— The Sandman: His Sea Stories • William J. Hopkins
... lives with Aunt Sarah at Loring; only Aunt Sarah isn't my aunt, and Miss Lowther isn't ...
— The Vicar of Bullhampton • Anthony Trollope
... was a Methodist minister (!), and hoped to hear from him something "conducive to salvation," Borrow's severe answer was: "So you shall. Never speak ill of people of whom you know nothing. If that isn't a saying conducive to salvation, I know not what is." It is not very creditable, in my opinion, that the late Mr. J. B. Braithwaite, in his "Memoirs of J. J. Gurney" (two volumes, 1854), never once mentions Borrow by name. I have ...
— Souvenir of the George Borrow Celebration - Norwich, July 5th, 1913 • James Hooper
... refuse me this, I know. I won't mind what you think, if you'll help me as if he was innocent. Now suppose I know—I knew, he was innocent,—it's only supposing, Job,—what must I do to prove it? Tell me, Job! Isn't it called an alibi, the getting folk to swear to where he really ...
— Mary Barton • Elizabeth Gaskell
... but one of his crowd did that," muttered Packard as he turned back to the fallen horse. "Just to set me on foot again. He isn't up to murder when he sees another way. And for ten dollars he could hire one of his ...
— Man to Man • Jackson Gregory
... stopped and gulped excitedly—"please, policeman?—he doesn't like to be called that. . . . It isn't his fault. He always throws stones at the bad boys when they call him ...
— The Luck of the Mounted - A Tale of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police • Ralph S. Kendall
... laughed the cook. "You see, Madeline is going to have a party, and I'm so busy making cookies and cakes that it's a wonder flour isn't all over my face as well as on my nose. But what have you there?" she asked, seeing ...
— The Story of a Candy Rabbit • Laura Lee Hope
... is a perfect treasure, in spite of her lack of beauty. There isn't a sweeter soul on earth; she has entreated her father to change his decision; she assures him that she has no wish to marry, and that her only desire is to remain with him to care for his old age, and to help ...
— Stories by Foreign Authors: Polish • Various
... but you're a clever one—and at Huerta, eh?" He held out his hand. "No rancour though—a fair trick of war, and I am not the man to bear a grudge for it. After all war's war, as they say. Some use one weapon, some another. You know," he went on confidentially, "it isn't as if you had learnt anything out of me. In that case—well, of course, it would have ...
— The Laird's Luck • Arthur Quiller-Couch
... it," advised Alexia coolly, with a sidelong gaze at his face. "Well, of course I mean everybody except Polly; and I'm sure, Pickering, it isn't my fault that she didn't come; Polly always was queer ...
— Five Little Peppers Grown Up • Margaret Sidney
... resources enough," he said. "It isn't as if they had the excuse that the country's poor. It's a good country. Move the population of a lively Colorado town to Rhatore, set up a good local paper, organise a board of trade, and let the world know what is here, and we'd have a boom in six months that would ...
— Studies in Literature and History • Sir Alfred Comyn Lyall
... have read and studied, it seems to me that it is very difficult to draw a line between desertion and non-support cases, either in the kind of problem they present, or in the treatment of them. Do we know enough about non-supporters who later become deserters; and isn't it possible that every non-support case, certainly every beginning non-support case, is a potential ...
— Broken Homes - A Study of Family Desertion and its Social Treatment • Joanna C. Colcord
... like them that way. Still, it isn't every man could seize a pack on him, and you'll have to let up three dollars on the price you ...
— Alton of Somasco • Harold Bindloss
... At last you have guessed it. It's perfectly true, it's true that that's the whole secret, but isn't that suffering, at least for a man like that, who has wasted his whole life in the desert and yet could not shake off his incurable love of humanity? In his old age he reached the clear conviction that nothing but the advice of the great dread spirit could ...
— The Brothers Karamazov • Fyodor Dostoyevsky
... him he's being taken to a crooked gambling- house, and that you're working for Max Melcher. He isn't too ...
— The Auction Block • Rex Beach
... Well, I suppose I must explain it all, from the very beginning. The first point is, we've got Free Trade, and the farmers want Protection; and old GLADSTONE and all the rest of them say they're not to have it. Well, that isn't likely to put the farmers in a good temper, is it? Then, of course, the Americans, and the Russians, and the Indians see their chance, and they send ship-loads of food into this country, and the taxes have to be paid all the same by ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 104, February 25, 1893 • Various
... isn't it? I get it direct from Paris. But under this vulgar Republic everything has degenerated over there. "Cotelettes a l'imperiale" vanished, of course, with the Bourbon, and omelettes went out with the Orleanists. La belle France is ...
— Vera - or, The Nihilists • Oscar Wilde
... I got out with my skin," said Derry. "They rooked me right and left. There isn't a finer set of sharpers outside of Mexico City—and the whole gang ready to eat you up alive if you show by the twitch of an eyelash that you are 'on' to them. There's one pirate there—Capperne—who's worse than all the rest. Nothing can beat him. You know he's sharping you ...
— Blue Aloes - Stories of South Africa • Cynthia Stockley
... a bad way of getting nervous times like this. He knows that if he misses we've lost the game, unless we can manage to score again, which isn't likely; and it's dollars to doughnuts he ...
— Behind the Line • Ralph Henry Barbour
... savvy. I reckon you're giving me a hunch that in your private opinion Matthews isn't exactly straight where some interests are concerned. Hardman's for instance. I've run across that sort of deal in ...
— Valley of Wild Horses • Zane Grey
... do know Rockney!' shouted Captain Con. 'That's the man in a neat bit of drawing. He's a grand piece of ordnance. But wait for him too, and tell me by and by. If it isn't a woman, you'll find, that primes him, ay, and points him, and what's more, discharges him, I'm not Irish born. Poor fellow! I pity him. He had a sweet Irish lady for his wife, and lost her last year, and has been raging astray politically ever since. ...
— The Shaving of Shagpat • George Meredith
... "he isn't exactly dressed up enough to come out. If you give me the bottle I can hand it back to him and he ...
— Tales of the Jazz Age • F. Scott Fitzgerald
... gone into Newbury for the day, and of course father's chauffeur was out with the car—he had taken Aunt Hannah and Dulcie to Holt Stacey to catch the train to London, and I knew that he would take a day off too, because he always does when he gets the chance—father isn't expected back until to-night. So then I went to try to find Churchill, or one of the other gardeners—goodness knows where they were hiding themselves. Anyway, I couldn't find them, nor could I find either of the keepers; in fact, I seemed to be the only man ...
— The Four Faces - A Mystery • William le Queux
... more interested in something out of doors than he was in his book. At last he exclaimed, "Grandmamma, do look; isn't that a beautiful white ...
— Woodside - or, Look, Listen, and Learn. • Caroline Hadley
... interrupted himself; the poems seemed to pass from his mind. "Loge!" he said, raising himself on his elbow and staring, with a frown not at, but through, Cleggett: "Logan—it isn't square!" ...
— The Cruise of the Jasper B. • Don Marquis
... the meals were as uniform! But alas! a man might as well get a quid of tobacco with his money, for he seldom gets a quid pro quo. Once in a couple of days' travel you may perhaps get a wholesome meal, but as a general thing what you get (when you get out of New England) isn't worth over a dime. You stop at a place, say for breakfast, after having rode all night. The conductor calls out, "Twenty minutes for breakfast." There is a great crowd and a great rush, of course. Well, the proprietor expects there will be a crowd, and ought to be prepared. ...
— Minnesota and Dacotah • C.C. Andrews
... pleasure and embarrassment, and put up his hand fondly to feel those few soft hairs. "There isn't very ...
— Sir Tom • Mrs. Oliphant
... you do anything like that?" said Tommy, addressing Ernest, and pointing at Blackall. "Dawson here swears there isn't another fellow in England who can come up ...
— Ernest Bracebridge - School Days • William H. G. Kingston
... features of the good captain, whose risible muscles were still rebellious, had any thing but a serious effect. "Indeed!" said she, curtsying yet more profoundly in return for another bow. "How do you do, sir? Oh, he is beautiful, isn't he?" half-aside to Willingham, who was swallowing as much as he could of the butt of his whip. Poor Mr Plympton looked aghast at the compliment. Branling fairly turned his back, and burst from the room, nearly upsetting Hanmer and myself; who, having waited below some time for our party to join ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 54, No. 334, August 1843 • Various
... all lying down, and I couldn't find a single stump! We drove through several miles of fallen logs and came to the Government Museum where unique and choice specimens had been gathered together for visitors to see. It is hard to describe this wood, that isn't wood. It looks like wood, at least the grain and the shape, and knotholes and even wormholes are there; but it has turned to beautifully brilliant rock. Some pieces look like priceless Italian marble; others are ...
— I Married a Ranger • Dama Margaret Smith
... Isn't it ridiculously true that, as soon as we get enlightened ourselves, we burn to enlighten the rest of the world? We do not seem to remember our own feelings during the years of darkness, and the contentment of those who remain ...
— Study of Child Life • Marion Foster Washburne
... "Just look at him! I'll be shot if he isn't thrashing the mare as if she were made of leather." The old man's ire was rising rapidly as he heard the whip crack every now and then, and saw the mare bound madly over the snow. "And see!" he continued, "I declare he has taken ...
— The Young Fur Traders • R.M. Ballantyne
... "Isn't that a very pretty song?" asked the laughing girl. "How stupid of little Eros to mistake a bee for a winged snake! Grandmother says that the great poet Anacreon wrote another verse to this song, but she will ...
— Uarda • Georg Ebers
... much the grime that I abhor, nor the labor that crooks their backs and makes their hands bludgeons. It's the horrible waste of life involved in it all. I don't believe God intended a man to be bent to plough-handles like that, but that isn't the worst of it. The worst of it is, these people live lives approaching automata. They become machines to serve others more lucky or more unscrupulous than themselves. What is the world of art, of music, of literature, to these poor devils,—to Sim Burns and ...
— Other Main-Travelled Roads • Hamlin Garland
... It's with humans jus' like we air an' their petty ways an' small. We could stop our writin' law-books an' our regulatin' rules If a better sort of manhood was the product of our schools. For the things that we air needin' isn't writin' from a pen Or bigger guns to shoot with, but a bigger ...
— All That Matters • Edgar A. Guest
... isn't so well known because he spreads his abilities over a broad area. Some—like Leonardo da Vinci—have made a name for themselves, but, in general, they have remained in ...
— Damned If You Don't • Gordon Randall Garrett
... "There isn't another house in any land tapestried like ours, Vesty. Say, wouldn't that be a charming place, after ...
— Vesty of the Basins • Sarah P. McLean Greene
... Head all wrong! Wants me to make him milk toast, poached eggs, green tea, and currant jelly. And I offered him bacon. Sow belly for a sick man! There isn't a loaf of bread in camp. Not an egg within five miles. And milk! currant jelly! Why, he might as well ask for Delmonico's bill of fare, but we have got to get 'em. I told him he should have em, and, by mighty! he shall. ...
— How Private George W. Peck Put Down The Rebellion - or, The Funny Experiences of a Raw Recruit - 1887 • George W. Peck
... I had better not be there with Richard," added Norman. "I don't like coming into contrast with him, and I don't think he can like it, poor fellow, and it isn't his fault. I had rather stay another year here, get one of the open scholarships, and leave the Stoneborough ones for those ...
— The Daisy Chain, or Aspirations • Charlotte Yonge
... isn't reasonable. He's the sort of person who needs a master to say 'do' and 'don't.' Reasoning is ...
— Captain Sam - The Boy Scouts of 1814 • George Cary Eggleston
... with a laugh. "I'm going to fix it. Course a Calico Clown is worth more than a musical top, for the Clown is new and my top was old. But a Clown with a broken leg isn't ...
— The Story of Calico Clown • Laura Lee Hope
... owners," muttered Ben, as Mr. Bolton turned and marched away with long and hasty strides. "But if there isn't a nice tea-party somewhere about these diggins before to-morrow morning, my ...
— Lessons in Life, For All Who Will Read Them • T. S. Arthur
... me again! It's hard enough to have every fool of a lawyer's clerk, or a doctor's boy, looking down upon a fellow, and calling him a counter-jumper; but, upon my soul, it's too bad when a girl in the same shop hasn't a civil word for him, because he isn't what she counts a gentleman! Isn't my father a ...
— Mary Marston • George MacDonald
... remember this all was a dream): "Get off of the platform!—it isn't the kind!" But he fell through the trap, with a jerk at the beam, And wiggled his toes to unburden his mind. And, O, so bewitching the thoughts he advanced, That I clung to ...
— Black Beetles in Amber • Ambrose Bierce
... depend upon it," said one gentleman, "things must get worse before they'll mend. Half the mischief isn't done yet. There's a report to-day that —— cannot hold out much longer. It will be a queer thing if they smash. Many petty tradesmen bank with that house, who will be ruined if they go. Things are certainly in a ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. 327 - Vol. 53, January, 1843 • Various
... the beast?" Frank asked himself, as he drew rein and watched the other passing beyond range of his vision among the stunted mesquites outside of the edge of the town. "He acts like a locoed horse; but there isn't a bit of the poison weed growing within twenty miles of here. And why was Peg Grant standing on the stoop of the tavern grinning as I rode past? Can he have had a hand in this sudden crazy spell of the black? Spanish Joe knows all the tricks of putting a thorn under a saddle, ...
— The Saddle Boys of the Rockies - Lost on Thunder Mountain • James Carson
... out, doubling her nieve, and shaking it in Reuben's face; "if ye have a conscience at a', think black-burning shame o' yoursell! Just look, ye bluidy salvage; just take a look there, my bonny man, o' your handiwark now. Isn't that very pretty?"—"Aff wi' ye," continued Cursecowl, still cleaving away with the chopping-axe, and muttering a volley of curses through the knife, which he held between his teeth—"Aff wi' ye; and ...
— The Life of Mansie Wauch - tailor in Dalkeith • D. M. Moir
... said, and shook my hand as the first sputterings of the coming rain began to patter on the roof of the pavilion. "I'm glad to tell him; I'm glad to have told you. Ah, but isn't this," ...
— The Guest of Quesnay • Booth Tarkington
... her, sir. I have seen all I want to see of her. She appears to hev got the idea into her head that she ought to hev been a man, and some of them have got so far in that direction that you are forced to say that in their dress and looks there isn't much difference. However, I hev heard very knowing men declare they always found the old woman in all her glory under the new one, and I wouldn't wonder if that was the case. What do you think, ...
— The Measure of a Man • Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
... was caught by the last word, broke through his usual rule of only nodding his remarks, and ventured to say—"Uncommon bad climbers, for the most part in general, is women. Their clothes isn't adapted for it.—I minds once I see a woman climb a pole after a ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. CCCXLII. Vol. LV. April, 1844 • Various
... what you mean. But just to show you that I haven't exactly registered a vow in heaven never to go to church in London because you've given me such a dose of it in the Isle of Man, I'll promise to send you a full and particular report of Mr. Storm's first sermon. Isn't that charming ...
— The Christian - A Story • Hall Caine
... me," quietly retorted the peasant, offended. "I act as a sort of yeast here. It isn't fair in you to ...
— Mother • Maxim Gorky
... impedimenta, and lighting a pipe surveyed the progress of his work. "I'm hanged if the thing isn't sneering at me," said Harringay, and ...
— The Stolen Bacillus and Other Incidents • H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
... come on, if you like. Do you think Miss Jenny Ann would mind my taking the poor girl a basket of nice things? I mean things that any girl would like. My friend isn't in the least ...
— Madge Morton, Captain of the Merry Maid • Amy D. V. Chalmers
... not! But isn't it rather dangerous sitting here, with that bank of snow just above us? Suppose it ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 98, March 22, 1890 • Various
... in those days. Remembering it is the difficulty, dear—see if it isn't. I'll give you a nice new ten-dollar bill if you tell me ...
— Old Man Savarin and Other Stories • Edward William Thomson
... Mrs. Ricketts, for it was she. "Is it a dog? Oh, my word! Much you know about 'flictions and such-like! Let me go to the house, ma'am. It isn't to you as I has ...
— Polly - A New-Fashioned Girl • L. T. Meade
... over to England, and that they alone know where he is. I tell you it won't be many days before that very withered Scarlet Pimpernel will order his followers to give little Capet up to us. Oh! they are hanging about Paris some of them, I know that; citizen Chauvelin is convinced that the wife isn't very far away. Give her a sight of her husband now, say I, and she'll make the others give the ...
— El Dorado • Baroness Orczy
... League will last?" she inquired sharply. "Do you like Geneva? Do you think the League will be moved somewhere else? Isn't it a real pity the French are so obstructionist? Will the Americans ...
— Mystery at Geneva - An Improbable Tale of Singular Happenings • Rose Macaulay
... would reside for her in any man astonished her. "What a pretty boy," she thought to herself, innocently and instinctively trying to ward off the power to hold and draw her that lay behind the mere prettiness. "Besides, he isn't pretty," she thought, as she placed the glass before him, received the silver dime in payment, and for the third time looked into his eyes. Her vocabulary was limited, and she knew little of the worth of words; but the strong masculinity of his boy's face ...
— The Game • Jack London
... "But isn't he going to save us? I confess that without us he would not be alive; but what would become of us without him, without his ship, ...
— The Voyages and Adventures of Captain Hatteras • Jules Verne
... most people's. Please get me one of those peaches. No, I won't have a plate. I am beginning to find out that most of the things Society regards as indispensable can be done without. I'm beginning to revert to Primitive Simplicity. Isn't there a prehistoric flair about most of us? If there isn't, there ought to be. For what are we from week-end to week-end but grimy male and female Troglodytes, eating minced horse and fried locusts in underground ...
— The Dop Doctor • Clotilde Inez Mary Graves
... and gave advice for a girl with consumption, and an old woman whose hand was stiff from typhus, and we had to give the money for the latter's unguent. For the consumptive she said, "Open the windows, rest, and don't spit"; but that isn't a peasant's idea of doctoring: they want medicine or magic, one or the other, ...
— The Luck of Thirteen - Wanderings and Flight through Montenegro and Serbia • Jan Gordon
... hand. "Brother sportsmen," he said. "It is a brotherhood, isn't it? You are a Protestant, is it not so?" And his voice sank to ...
— A Village of Vagabonds • F. Berkeley Smith
... would want to compromise. So, by and by when I heard footsteps coming, that thought was recalled to me, and I said to myself, "As sure as anything, it's the compromise. Well, if it is good, all right, I will accept; but if it isn't, I mean to stand my ground and play my hand ...
— Innocents abroad • Mark Twain
... I was going to be confirmed, and when father was ill, and when I've been homesick. She's so good, but not a bit goody, and she makes you long to be good too. She's just the right person to have a girls' school, for she understands how girls feel, and that it isn't natural for them to be solemn, unless of course they are prigs, and ...
— The Heart of Una Sackville • Mrs. George de Horne Vaizey
... that isn't gratitude for you!" muttered Roger. "I go out and risk my neck for my dear beloved unit mates and they stand around arguing instead of buckling ...
— Sabotage in Space • Carey Rockwell
... should have to tell me that," Mrs. Maxa replied. "Isn't it possible that the child should have unconsciously said an impertinence? I hope you have never had a similar experience ...
— Maezli - A Story of the Swiss Valleys • Johanna Spyri
... whatsoever, the one characteristic of the towns is the lack of reality in the impressions of the many: now we live in towns: and posterity will be astounded at us! It isn't only that we get our impressions for the most part as imaginary pictures called up by printer's ink—that would be bad enough; but by some curious perversion of the modern mind, printer's ink ends ...
— First and Last • H. Belloc
... there, sometimes three or four together, over the spot, and the blue haze floats away, mingling with the darker, thicker vapour from the less frequent lyddite. "What are they shooting at?" a stranger would say; "there is nobody there." Isn't there? Only 4000 crafty, vigilant Boers, crowding in their holes and cuddling their Mausers. ...
— With Rimington • L. March Phillipps
... in his companion; "but it's a pity that he should take up our conversation when he hasn't anything to do with it, and his name isn't Bumpkin, and he hasn't lost his watch. It's no odds to me; I don't care, do ...
— The Humourous Story of Farmer Bumpkin's Lawsuit • Richard Harris
... right, Eileen. I won't. Don't get worked up over nothing. That isn't resting, you know. (Looking down at her closed eyes—solicitously.) Perhaps all my talking has tired you out? Do you feel done up? Why don't you try and ...
— The Straw • Eugene O'Neill
... is back with us, well and strong again, and as pretty as a picture; but the mischief is she doesn't forget the boy who isn't fit to kiss the boots she wears—meaning your self, you scamp! 'Tisn't a far ride! Maybe you'll come one ...
— In the Roaring Fifties • Edward Dyson
... what Miss Sally is, he isn't," replied the small servant, shaking her head. "Bless you, he'd never do ...
— The Best of the World's Classics, Restricted to Prose, Vol. VI (of X)—Great Britain and Ireland IV • Various
... badge because you're able to do special things, see? You get them for being able to do things that some other fellows can't do—kind of. Not exactly that," I told him, "because most fellows can do the things if they try hard enough. But, anyway, there isn't any merit badge for keeping your eyes open. Mr. Ellsworth was only joking about that. And especially you don't get any merit badge for being honest, because that would be too easy. If you could ...
— Roy Blakeley's Adventures in Camp • Percy Keese Fitzhugh
... hole, returning immediately with an ear of millet and a dry pea. "There!" said he, triumphantly, "isn't that a fine meal?" ...
— The Junior Classics, Volume 1 • Willam Patten
... "Nobby, isn't it, grandmamma?" said Clara, tossing the hat to her head, and shaking down the blue streamers; "and I'm so fond ...
— The Old Countess; or, The Two Proposals • Ann S. Stephens
... society gave the run of its houses sometimes to gentry who were used to getting the run of that kind of houses by lifting a window with a jemmy on a dark night. It was a refugee lottery. When two hosts met one said: "My Belgian is charming!" and the other said: "Mine isn't. Just listen—" ...
— My Year of the War • Frederick Palmer
... Well, it isn't for one like me to say as how as good luck means wirtue rewarded, cos I have, in my long xperiense, seen not a werry few cases where it wasn't so—no, not by ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 103, November 5, 1892 • Various
... But prosing isn't quite the thing, And so, I guess, I'll give it up: Just wait a moment while I sing; We'll have another parting cup, And then to bed. The stars are low; Yon sickly moon has ceased to shine; So here she goes, and off we go To Slumberland, ...
— Pipe and Pouch - The Smoker's Own Book of Poetry • Various
... over the other, the green trees all the while stretching out their arms as if they wanted to stop it. And then it makes such a dickins of a nise as it pounces into that black pool at the bottom, that it's enough to bother the brains of a man entirely. Why, then, isn't it a wonder how all that water sprung up out of the mountain? for sure, isn't there a bit of a lake above there, in the hollow of the hill that the waterfall comes out of,—they calls it O'Sullivan's ...
— The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Vol. 13, - Issue 352, January 17, 1829 • Various
... child! I like to have you." The mother's help paused in her rapid stitching to look up with a smile at the pretty, brown-haired child. "Come close to the light!" she said. "I hope it isn't a very long one; ...
— The Bars of Iron • Ethel May Dell
... "There isn't exactly a fortune in it," said Wild Bill, "but I'm scouting for Uncle Sam at Fort Ellsworth. The commandant needs more scouts, and I can vouch for you as a ...
— Last of the Great Scouts - The Life Story of William F. Cody ["Buffalo Bill"] • Helen Cody Wetmore
... he is nice and yellow, and he knows something and sings too like everything; he isn't like these ...
— Citizen Bird • Mabel Osgood Wright and Elliott Coues
... my drink, it isn't time for another," Morgan said, swinging his arm, sending the fellow who clung to it headlong through ...
— Trail's End • George W. Ogden
... particular. Books of that sort never are. 'Vigoleis with the Golden Wheel' isn't by anybody either, neither ...
— Mogens and Other Stories - Mogens; The Plague At Bergamo; There Should Have Been Roses; Mrs. Fonss • Jens Peter Jacobsen
... "'That isn't for me to say, Eben. If it was right for me to go with you, I should be glad to; but you know ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 1, No. 5, March, 1858 • Various
... so the four horses was got; and they just drove out here, to see the points of view for fashion's sake, like their betters; and up with their glasses, like their ladies; and then out with their watches, and "Isn't it time to lunch?" So there they have been lunching within on what they brought with them; for nothing in our house could they touch, of course! They brought themselves a PICKNICK lunch, with Madeira and Champagne to wash it down. Why, gentlemen, what do ...
— The Absentee • Maria Edgeworth
... am not giving you "sharks." There isn't a shark in this story, and I don't know that I would tell it at all if we weren't alone, just you and I. But you and I have seen things in various parts, and maybe you will understand. Anyhow, you know that I am telling ...
— Man Overboard! • F(rancis) Marion Crawford
... you have no reason for ill will against this precious relation of yours, for he has done you a good turn while meaning to do you a bad un. The life of a boy on board a ship isn't one to be envied, I can tell you; he is at every one's beck and call, and gets more kicks than halfpence. Besides, what comes of it? You get to be a sailor, and, as far as I can see, the life of a sailor is the life of a ...
— The Bravest of the Brave - or, with Peterborough in Spain • G. A. Henty
... and offer incense? Assuredly, as a neighbouring philosopher once had occasion to remark, using for his purpose a metaphor so technically-involved that I must leave the interpretation until we meet, "It may be war, but it isn't cricket." ...
— The Mirror of Kong Ho • Ernest Bramah
... use in telling it you from the start. The things that led up to it," she began. "I have been smuggling whisky for nearly five years. It's a pretty admission, isn't it? Yes, you may well be horrified," she went on, ...
— The Law-Breakers • Ridgwell Cullum
... this man got his blue band fastened on with pins?" he demanded. "Why isn't it sewn on? Why hasn't he fastened it on with elastic? D'you hear me? Are you deaf? Why isn't it sewn ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 153, Oct. 3, 1917 • Various
... is quarter to eleven, and, this being a time of holiday, R. H. D. emerges from his workroom happy to think that he has placed one hundred and seven words between himself and the wolf who hangs about every writer's door. He isn't satisfied with those hundred and seven words. He never was in the least satisfied with anything that he wrote, but he has searched his mind and his conscience and he believes that under the circumstances they are the very best that he can do. Anyway, they can ...
— The Red Cross Girl • Richard Harding Davis
... and if I do not find in it the satisfaction of what you call my capriciousness, but which is really my desire, my life, my love, I do not want it; I prefer to live alone. You are astonishing! My caprices! Is there anything else in life? Your foxhunt, isn't that capricious?" ...
— Serge Panine • Georges Ohnet
... spoils it—I'd hoped she was a witch,' observed Fergus, while carving his inch-thick slice of bread and butter. 'Nonsense, Fergus! But isn't it strange, mamma?' ...
— The Tenant of Wildfell Hall • Anne Bronte
... I said. "And when you've done a mean thing, there isn't but one way to undo it—own up and take what comes. But it's nothing to a conscience that's got you, and is never going to let you go until you do the square thing. If you want peace, it's the only way to ...
— Mary Cary - "Frequently Martha" • Kate Langley Bosher
... "Why, isn't that Basil?" she asked in an amazed tone—amazed because Basil did not speak to her, but ...
— Crittenden - A Kentucky Story of Love and War • John Fox, Jr.
... (when I was a boy I remember it, and tried to do it in the garden), and came up with a long beard when everyone was dead and gone. I may return as a stowaway, but anyhow expect me, and prepare the fatted outlet. That's humorous, isn't it, eh? ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 99, August 16, 1890 • Various
... be wanting of me?" cried Betty, tartly. "And isn't there divils enough in the corps already, without one's coming from the bottomless pit ...
— The Spy • James Fenimore Cooper
... Joe,' as soon as the tall tramp had finished, "I'd sooner be a hobo th'n anythin' else I know. In the first place, I'm not like 'Hatchet Ben,' I don't like work an' I don't do any unless I have to, an' then besides, there's more exercise for my talents in this business. If you think it isn't a trick to rustle grub for three hungry men, just you try it. An' while I've been on the road for nearly six years, I've never had a dog set ...
— The Boy With the U.S. Census • Francis Rolt-Wheeler
... people have the good fortune to be as happy as I. But I am, thank God. And do you know, the best part of it all and the sunniest, I owe to you. For instance: Summer before last we went to Heligoland, last summer to Schwarzburg.... Do you know it? Isn't it beautiful? Well, for instance: I wake up; I open my eyes to the dawn. I get up softly, so as not to disturb my husband, and go on my bare feet to the window. Without, the wooded mountains lie dark and peaceful. There is a peace over it all that draws ...
— The Indian Lily and Other Stories • Hermann Sudermann
... first principles of the British Constitution, that every man should do as he pleases, think what he likes, and see everything that can be seen for money, will make most of your readers recoil from my first principle of Museum arrangement,—that nothing should be let inside the doors that isn't good of its sort,—as from an attempt to restore the Papacy, revive the Inquisition, and away with everybody to the lowest dungeon of the castle moat. They must at their pleasure charge me with these sinister views; they will find that there is ...
— On the Old Road, Vol. 2 (of 2) - A Collection of Miscellaneous Essays and Articles on Art and Literature • John Ruskin
... "unless it is that the world is very evil and the times are waxing late, but that doesn't explain anything either, because it isn't true." ...
— The Solitary Summer • Elizabeth von Arnim
... realized what a fowl felt in a coop before," Jack said, "but if its sensations are at all like mine they must be decidedly unpleasant. It isn't high enough to sit upright in, it is nothing like long enough to lie down, and as to getting out one might as well think of flying. Do you know, Percy, I don't think they mean taking us to Canton at all. I did not think of it before, but from the direction of the ...
— Among Malay Pirates - And Other Tales Of Adventure And Peril • G. A. Henty
... "It isn't worth while to put the negative. The accused have heard the verdict, which is that Mr. Bidwell shall not drink a drop of anything except water or coffee for a period of four days, dating from this moment, while Mr. Ruggles is to undergo ...
— A Waif of the Mountains • Edward S. Ellis
... said, lighting a fresh cigar, and returning to a subject which I had so recently tried to shelve, "isn't ...
— The Crack of Doom • Robert Cromie
... ye may say that with your own pritty mouth," remarked another veteran, who answered to the name of Lieutenant Murphy; "for it isn't now, while we are surrounded and bediviled by the savages, that any man of the —— rigimint should be after talking ...
— Wacousta: A Tale of the Pontiac Conspiracy (Complete) • John Richardson
... thought Turkey Proudfoot a wonderful creature. They said he had the most beautiful tail on the farm. When he spread it and strutted about Farmer Green's place the hen turkeys were sure to nudge one another and say, "Ahem! Isn't he elegant?" ...
— The Tale of Turkey Proudfoot - Slumber-Town Tales • Arthur Scott Bailey
... are as far as the world is concerned. Now we've grafted like bullocks, in heat and wet, for six months, and made a hundred and fifty, and come down to have a bit of a holiday before going back to bullock for another six months or a year. Isn't that so, Smith?" ...
— Over the Sliprails • Henry Lawson
... it, darlin', in the say. Sure this shape must have lost his tail somehow. Och, murther! if there isn't Bobby Selkirk gone an' tumbled into Port Hamilton wid the cabbage, av it's not ...
— The Lighthouse • R.M. Ballantyne
... gymnasium or to a physical culture class, but ten to fifteen minutes' systematic daily exercise practiced with vim, and each set followed by deep breathing, will do more good than a gymnasium spasmodically attended. Brisk walking with a long stride isn't so bad; in fact, if taken with a very long stride it will twist 'most every organ you have in ...
— Diet and Health - With Key to the Calories • Lulu Hunt Peters
... I mean, Celestine," he said. "Where he turns her like that. We could do it in the shadow-dance in the second act. It's very pretty. She lets go his right hand and then he swings her and balances backward until she takes up the step again, when she faces him. It is very simple and very effective. Isn't it, George?" ...
— Cinderella - And Other Stories • Richard Harding Davis
... into a ball and flung it across the table, with greater force of will than directness of aim, at Bernard's face. "You beast!" she choked. "Mama, Bernard's laughing at me. Oughtn't Bernard to know how to behave better? Because I'm so unhappy isn't a reason I should ...
— Mrs. Day's Daughters • Mary E. Mann
... comfort me—I tell you my dolly is dead! There's no use in saying she isn't—with a crack like that in her head. It's just like you said it wouldn't hurt much to have my tooth out that day; And then when the man most pulled my head off, you ...
— The Canadian Elocutionist • Anna Kelsey Howard
... approach and confidence. If I were to write down his thought as he walked, it would be with phrase and distinction peculiar to himself and to the boy-mind,—"It's the real thing with her; it don't make a fellow squirm like a pin put out at a caterpillar. She's good; but she isn't pious!" ...
— Junior Classics, V6 • Various
... isn't weather-tight," responded Tom. "You know, the flooring slopes slightly upward from the entrance. There are a lot of cracks that rain and snow-water leak through. It was all little rivulets inside the place. Camp? Huh! It'd make a better ...
— The Grammar School Boys Snowbound - or, Dick & Co. at Winter Sports • H. Irving Hancock
... understand a good deal; and I can already almost see my way in the mystery that terrifies you. Florence, listen to me. It is not you who are doing all this, is it? There is somebody else behind you, above you—somebody who gives you your instructions, isn't there, while you yourself don't know where ...
— The Teeth of the Tiger • Maurice Leblanc
... three more besides the United Service Club. James Hancock won't be able to come, though. His leg isn't well enough yet." ...
— Ethel Morton's Holidays • Mabell S. C. Smith
... falling yonder and going down ever so deep. That makes the surface water set towards the falls, and while there's a deep current rushing down the river there's a surface current now setting upward, and it'll take us right up to the falling water as sure as we sit here if something isn't done, and that quickly." ...
— Old Gold - The Cruise of the "Jason" Brig • George Manville Fenn
... Prissie—Miles Standish isn't given to fabrication. He said you told the Jolly Seventeen that next Thanksgiving they ought to give a dance instead ...
— A Parody Outline of History • Donald Ogden Stewart
... in Sheepshead Bay and save ten dollars a week in Port Richmond with a friend? Isn't that a long distance to go to ...
— Secret Armies - The New Technique of Nazi Warfare • John L. Spivak
... matter about me. But, if you feel Abel is dead, I feel just as strongly that he is alive, and that this isn't the end ...
— The Spinners • Eden Phillpotts
... 'Isn't it,' says Amy, comforted. 'And they have taught us so much, haven't they? Until Monday, dear, when we went to our first real play we ...
— Alice Sit-By-The-Fire • J. M. Barrie
... "Isn't she a beauty, though?" said Charlie, laying on his oar. "Fourteen paddles; slim, crank, and what a curious figure-head! By George, that's ...
— The New Penelope and Other Stories and Poems • Frances Fuller Victor
... the little Toop child home," said his aunt. "It was getting so late, I thought it wasn't safe to let it go back alone. What a lovely sunset, isn't it?" ...
— Reginald in Russia and Other Sketches • Saki (H.H. Munro)
... answer, "but it isn't a song. It's a look here, a gesture there, a laugh anywhere, ...
— The Story of My Life - Recollections and Reflections • Ellen Terry
... "Isn't Bles developing splendidly?" she said to Miss Smith one afternoon. There was an unmistakable note of enthusiasm in her voice. Miss Smith slowly closed her letter-file but did not ...
— The Quest of the Silver Fleece - A Novel • W. E. B. Du Bois
... ejaculated Janice Day, clasping her hands eagerly, and turning to her new acquaintance. "Isn't that nice! Then you can tell me just what Poketown is like. I've got to stay there with my uncle while father ...
— Janice Day at Poketown • Helen Beecher Long
... "Happy dog, isn't he, doctor? to have it all before him instead of behind him. Well, well; he's as good a lad as ever lived—as ever lived. And let me see; Mary's time—" And then there were a few very important words ...
— Framley Parsonage • Anthony Trollope
... "It's the best thing he does. That fellow is like a hickory nut—smooth on the outside, but hard, awfully hard, to get anything out of.... Old Man Curry is in this race with Elijah. Little far for him, isn't it?" ...
— Old Man Curry - Race Track Stories • Charles E. (Charles Emmett) Van Loan
... mum,' said Mrs Mosk, beginning to cry. 'I'm sure we must earn our living somehow. This is an 'otel, isn't it? and Mosk's a pop'lar character, ain't he? I'm sure it's hard enough to make ends meet as it is; we owe rent for half a year and can't pay—and won't pay,' wailed Mrs Mosk, 'unless my ...
— The Bishop's Secret • Fergus Hume
... interest in Heaven." The crowd was so great they were in the door and at the windows. A wag, Al Stone, was among the outside crowd, and heard this urgent appeal of old Squire Day, and he cried out: "For God's sake, isn't five per cent enough?" ...
— Old Rail Fence Corners - The A. B. C's. of Minnesota History • Various |
