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Page 243 - Pray, what is the case ? I ask no names. Acres. Mark me, Sir Lucius : I fall as deep as need be in love with a young lady; her friends take my part; I follow her to Bath; send word of my arrival; and receive answer that the lady is to be otherwise disposed of. This, Sir Lucius, I call being ill-used.
Page 197 - ... geometry, that she might know something of the contagious countries. But above all, Sir Anthony, she should be mistress of orthodoxy, that she might not misspell and mispronounce words so shamefully as girls usually do; and likewise that she might reprehend the true meaning of what she is saying. This, Sir Anthony, is what I would have a woman know; and I don't think there is a superstitious article in it.
Page 289 - I'll be your second with all my heart — and if you should get a quietus, you may command me entirely. I'll get you snug lying in the Abbey here; or pickle you, and send you over to Blunderbuss-hall, or anything of the kind, with the greatest pleasure.
Page 12 - I hitherto, through shame, have concealed even from you? Must I confess that Charles — that libertine, that extravagant, that bankrupt in fortune and reputation — that he it is for whom I am thus anxious and malicious, and to gain whom I would sacrifice everything?
Page 284 - Why, you may think there's no being shot at without a little risk, and if an unlucky bullet should carry a quietus with it— I say it will be no time then to be bothering you about family matters.
Page 242 - I'll hold a gallon, there an'ta dog in the house but would bark, and I question whether Phillis would wag a hair of her tail! Acres. Ay, David, there's nothing like polishing.
Page 196 - In my way hither, Mrs. Malaprop, I observed your niece's maid coming forth from a circulating library! She had a book in each hand— they were half-bound volumes, with marble covers! From that moment I guessed how full of duty I should see her mistress!
Page 252 - Not in the least; I beg you won't mention it. No trouble in the world I assure you. Acres. You are very kind. What it is to have a friend! You couldn't be my second — could you, Jack?
Page 291 - Sir Lucius, I perceive there must be some mistake here. With regard to the affront which you affirm I have given you, I can only say that it could not have been intentional. And as you must be convinced that I should not fear to support a real injury, you shall now see that I am not ashamed to atone for an inadvertency.