In that memorable day, the 23d of April, they had, in fifteen hours, impelled by a rapid breeze, traversed a distance of more than
three hundred and fifteen miles.
She read the short reports he sent more than
she did your letters, and pinched me when I spoke of it, and likes brown eyes, and doesn't think John an ugly name, and she'll go and fall in love, and there's an end of peace and fun, and cozy times together.
Yea, I say unto you, and more than
a prophetess--a uncommon pretty young woman.
She could not stand the poky little lodgings, and she missed her servant Abdullah more than
words could tell.
That's more than
a gill, I'm sure, and the Crooked Magician may measure it to suit himself.
There's more than
that," he continued, "and all in the same story: lying words, lying papers, tricks fit for a peddler, and the show of what's legal over all, to make a man the more angry.
Noah looked eagerly about him for the Dodger; but although there were several women who would have done very well for that distinguished character's mother or sister, and more than
one man who might be supposed to bear a strong resemblance to his father, nobody at all answering the description given him of Mr.
The advocates of the tinder-box-and-pedlar view considered the other side a muddle-headed and credulous set, who, because they themselves were wall-eyed, supposed everybody else to have the same blank outlook; and the adherents of the inexplicable more than
hinted that their antagonists were animals inclined to crow before they had found any corn--mere skimming-dishes in point of depth--whose clear-sightedness consisted in supposing there was nothing behind a barn-door because they couldn't see through it; so that, though their controversy did not serve to elicit the fact concerning the robbery, it elicited some true opinions of collateral importance.
It is more than
I dared to hope for; thank God, thank God, that you should care for me at all
Crummles, the country manager and actor, cannot be more than
forty-three, or forty-four years of age.
The marvels which were constantly being revealed as actual facts seemed no less wonderful than the extravagances of medieval romance; and it was scarcely more than
a matter of course that men should search in the new strange lands for the fountain of perpetual youth and the philosopher's stone.
We need books of this tart cathartic virtue more than
books of political science or of private economy.