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...wo black Flanders horses up and down the green, might have put them in the stable for any good that the horses got by the gentle exercise which they w... ...adjourned to the inn; the horses being, at the same time, conducted to the stable. Although we have, in this quiet way, and without any flour- ishing ... ...herine took up her basket, and away she went by the back-yard, through the stables. There she heard the little horse- boy whistling and hissing after ... ... a story how, at the dead of night, Mr. Brock had roused the ostler at the stables where the Captain’s horses were kept— had told him that Mrs. Cather... ...- stances, a gentleman can’t be particular, and must be prompt; the livery-stable was hard by where I used to hire my coach to go to Court,—ha! ha!—an... ...k of small-beer or buthermilk, being, faith, uncommon dthry;” and whether, finally, “he could be feevored with a few minutes’ private conversation wit... ...n her, in robbing her of twenty guineas, threat- ening her son’s life, and finally letting him go. “Who is that droll old gentleman?” said she; and be... ...in another, he was carpenter, undertaker, and lender of money to the poor; finally, he was a lodging-house keeper in the Oxford or Tyburn Road; but co... ...the sacrifice. Ascend to the altar, ye innocent lambs, and prepare for the final act: lo! the knife is sharpened, and the sacrificer ready! Stretch yo...

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... that, for some three years to come, we are to contemplate France, in this final Third Volume of our History. Sansculottism reigning in all its grande... ...ate. They dig; Tricolour sashes speak encouragement and well-speed-ye. Nay finally ‘twelve Members of the Legislative go daily, ’ not to encourage onl... ...red facing and nankeen trousers;’ breathing death and the gallows. And lo, finally! at Verdun on Sunday the 2d of Septem- ber 1792, Brunswick is here.... ...n the murk!— From Sunday afternoon (exclusive of intervals, and pauses not final) till Thursday evening, there follow consecutively a Hundred Hours. W... ...,’—but reflected ‘that the blade was too short, ’ and also ‘on religion. ’ Finally, however, between seven and eight o’clock in the morning, enter fou... ...t, on the streets,— does the temper from dull grow vehement; does the Con- stable raise his truncheon, and striking heartily (like a cattle-driver in ... ... 63 Thomas Carlyle must retire, making way for a new improved Parish Con- stable who can say De par la Republique. It is a change such as History mus... ...or Girondins; tumult; which can only be repressed by the gendarmes. Valaze stabs himself; falls down dead on the spot. The rest, amid loud clamour and... ... and answering his dirge-voice by a dubious gasp. Assassinated, decimated; stabbed at, shot at, in baths, on streets and staircases; which has been th...

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...Love never dies.” “Why not here and now?” she said, murmuring. “Nothing is stable here,” he said, disdainfully. “The pass- ing joys of earthly love ar... ...e in the North, among the clouds, where all things are abstractions.” “You stab me, Seraphita, when you speak like this. It wounds me to hear you appl... ...hand and a halo round his head? Can it be that this pagan invention is the final word of God? Where is the generous soul who does not feel that the ca... ... gri- mace as he spread a layer of salt butter on his slice of bread, “the final word of all these fine enigmas is six feet under ground.” “But,” said... ...ng woman longs to see the inhabitants of earth obey her well-beloved. “The final life, the fruition of all other lives, to which the 116 Seraphita po... ...ew by the divine breath of the Word, Prayer has occult activity; it is the final wor- ship—not the material worship of images, nor the spiritual worsh... ...omprehend their destinies, such as they keep silence, wait, and bear their final struggles. The worst of all those struggles is the last; at the zenit...

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... generally halfway up the leg of the boots. The man often comes out of the stable yard, with his whip in his hand and his shoes on, and brings out, in... ...ts the rope harness, embossed by the labours of innumerable pigeons in the stables; makes all the horses kick and plunge; cracks his whip like a mad ... ...ng to it, and a perfect town of out houses; and painted over the gateway, ‘Stabling for Sixty Horses;’ as indeed there might be stabling for sixty sco... ...ndeed there might be stabling for sixty score, were there any horses to be stabled there, or anybody resting there, or anything stirring about the pla... ...nel is now. He seems to have given his urn, which is nearly upside down, a final tilt; and after crying, like a sepulchral child, ‘All gone!’ to have ... ...y’s turn; and the lady’s retiring up, when it is the gentleman’s turn; the final passion of a pas de deux; and the going off with a bound!—I shall nev... ... which was the very model of his. When I left the inn, he coupled with his final bow in the yard, a parting assurance that the road by which I was goi... ...ep him until the Ave Maria (sunset); for it is their merciful custom never finally to turn the crucifix away from a man at that pass, as one refusing ... ...wd—where it was carried by the man, when the candles were all lighted; and finally it was stuck up against the gallery wall, in a very disorderly man ...

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... an inn- keeper. Shalders had to admit that Murat might have served in the stables when a boy. Honour to Murat, of course, for climbing the peaks! Sha... ...sh usher to be spouting and glowing about a French general, who had been a stable- boy and became a king, with his Murat this, Murat that, and hurrah ... ...d of Lord Ormont’s life when the denial of it should thunder. They are his final chapter, making mummy of the grand figure they wrap in the printed st... ...ith women; but if I ‘m not allowed to indulge my natural taste, I kick the stable-boards and bite the manger.’ Aminta threw her arms round her, and th... .... Now she asked the earl to ride in the park. He complied, and sent to the stables immediately, just noted another of her veerings. The whimsy creatur... ...ghts our great duellist handsomely.’ ‘My dear Mrs. Lawrence!’ ‘He triumphs finally, we know, but she beats him every round.’ ‘It ‘s only tattle that s... ...u. Her bark is terrific, we know; and she can bite, but there’s no venom.’ Finally, on a heave of his chest, Mr. Hampton-Evey con- sented to call, in ... ...r the footing in Society she had lost her taste. Mrs. Lawrence brought the final word from high quarters: that the application must be deferred until ... ... spoken or sighed for during long years between Aminta and her aunt, until finally shame and anger clinched the subject. To look on Steignton for once...

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...o meet me at the sitting-room door. Evidently he was reluctant to take his final cross-bearings of this earth for a De- parture on the only voyage to ... ...ure are instanta- neous, merging together into one moment of su- preme and final attention. Certainly I do not remem- ber observing any sign of falter... ..., full ninety days at sea: “Let go!” 20 The Mirror of the Sea This is the final word of a ship’s ended journey, the closing word of her toil and of h... ...r, we remain broth- ers on the lowest side of our intellect and in the in- stability of our feelings. With ships it is not so. Much as they are to us,... ...ur craft was this: that by my system of loading she had been made much too stable. Neither before nor since have I felt a ship roll so abruptly, so vi... ...all appear again in the column of “Ship- ping Intelligence,” but under the final declaration of “Missing.” “The ship, or barque, or brig So-and-so, bo... ...the ocean she may soon become overdue. The menace of the “overdue” and the finality of “missing” come very quickly to steam- ers whose life, fed on co... ... by regularity and persistence. As a ruler, the East Wind has a remarkable stability; as an invader of the high latitudes lying under the tumultuous s... ...e-faced tyrant with a sharp poniard held behind his back for a treacherous stab. In his forays into the North Atlantic the East Wind behaves like a su...

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...nouard with a pang of jealousy traversing his breast like a self-inflicted stab. Whether enervated by the heat or giving way to pent up irrita- tion t... ...ed the son of a duke. Inattentive, he heard her only in snatches, till the final confi- dential burst: “… glad if you would express an opinion. Look a... ...awful. All this in the saloon bar of the Horse Shoe, Tottenham Court Road. Finally they agree, over the second sixpennyworth of Scotch hot, on five hu... ... one-eyed Bernardino, my brother- in-law, has at this moment a mule in his stable. And why he who is not clever has a mule there? Because he is a rogu... ...agitation. Then he began to explore that cold, still, and rigid body for a stab, a gunshot wound, for the trace of some killing blow. He felt all over... ...is back, he seemed to preserve an austere silence, as if disdaining in the finality of his awful knowledge to hold converse with the living. Suddenly ... ...‘really good man.’” I knew from old that Hollis was a firm believer in the final value of shades. And I said: “I see”—because I really did see Hollis’...

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...rse in your train; But then, no spearman in the hall Will sooner swear, or stab, or brawl. Friar John of Tillmouth were the man: A blithesome brother ... ...uld credit such a tale.” Then softly down the steps they slid; Eustace the stable door undid, And darkling, Marmion’s steed arrayed, While, whispering... ...ying muse thy care; Who, when his scythe her hoary foe Was poising for the final blow, The weapon from his hand could wring, And break his glass, and ... ... “Love they like Wilton and like Clare!” L’ENVOY—TO THE READER. Why then a final note prolong, Or lengthen out a closing song, Unless to bid the gentl...

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...n, or perhaps wasted, like that of a man just recovering from illness, and finally, a bearing that was midway between the indolence of a mere idler an... ...ly, is the secret of much human accom- plishment; and his labor culminated finally in the invention of a new system for the Civil Service of governmen... ...moment seemed propitious for Rabourdin. What could bet- ter conduce to the stability of the government than to pro- pose and carry through a reform wh... ...air instead of plastering it flat. During the preceding week Elisabeth had finally succeeded in per- suading Falleix to give up wearing a pair of enor... ...“You go too far, Madame Baudoyer,” he said, seeing her satisfaction at the final sacrifice; “you order me about too much. You make me clean my teeth, ... ...high comedy of government; he is spared all the horrors of drudgery and is finally appointed to some impor- tant office. The rich supernumerary never ... ...nd in all the tricks and wiles of hatred, he 106 Bureaucracy could take a stab in the back and not let his face tell of it. “How did you get hold of ... ...cquaintance were judged with unerring wisdom. He admired Rabourdin, though stabbed to his vitals by what he said of him. The breakfast-hour suddenly c... ...ormented as hers. Madame Rabourdin forgot nothing. She went herself to the stable where she hired carriages, and chose a coupe that was nei- ther old,...

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...ild- ing, which again rambled out among barns, byres, pig-pens, stalls and stables to the dead fields behind. “Somehow,” said Sophie, sitting exhauste... .... Then she ran round the house trying every door. Then she went off to the stables and barked as though some one were stealing the horses, which was a... ... Southern Winter Route. Coventry Central, the pivot of the English system, stabs upward once in ten seconds its spear of diamond light to the north; a... ...written in fire beneath them.” “But even here,” he continues, “there is no finality. Bet- ter a thousand times my conclusions should be discredited th... ... reflux. Thus equipped, he summons Herrera and Tinsley, his pupils, to the final demonstration as calmly as though he were ordering his flighter for s... ...ve servant with him. Stalky be an athlete, and tell Ipps to put him in the stable room.” “Why? Is he a Yao—like the fellow Wade brought here— when yo... ... letter. Then the Hajji said: ‘Is it permitted to say farewell?’ Our Sahib stabbed the letter on the file with a deep and joyful breath and cried a we... ...nd him he had worked; for he told us that Lord Lundie—the Law Lord was the final authority on the legal and constitutional as- pects of the Great Idea...

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...ivate motives of curiosity, though never was curiosity more hopeless. This final attempt was a matter of conscience. The Carmelite convent on the isla... ...rs in the air, no sadness, no regrets. The Amen was the return to God. The final chord was deep, solemn, even terrible; for the last rumblings of the ... ...e, distinct from the mass of singing as a prima donna’s in the chorus of a finale. It was like a golden or silver thread in dark frieze. It was she! T... ...ish House of Lords continually assimilates aristocrats made by chance; and finally ordered him to be ruthless, to lop away the old wood, and cut the t... ...which, if there is any truth in the above reflections, they failed to give stabil- ity, the most perfect type of the aristocratic caste in its weak- n... ...s her name) had been married for about four years when the Restoration was finally consummated, which is to say, in 1816. By that time the revolution ... ...culiar to men of the world, especially as they would not scruple to give a stab to ensure silence. In two hours the bars were sawn through. Three men ...

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...es with which he had al- ready worked us up. But that only made his little final auditory more compact and select, kept it, round the hearth, subject ... ...ght. With no counsel to take, the next day, I was full of distress; and it finally got so the better of me that I determined to open myself at least t... ...or my pupils, teatime and bedtime hav- ing come and gone, I had, before my final retirement, a small interval alone. Much as I liked my companions, th... ...wound to his head; such a wound as might have been produced—and as, on the final evidence, HAD been—by a fatal slip, in the dark and after leaving the... ...of alarm I might draw from this disclosure. “They were both infamous,” she finally said. So, for a little, we faced it once more together; and I found... ... had spoken exactly as if she had got from some outside source each of her stab- bing little words, and I could therefore, in the full de- spair of al...

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...way. There is no end to prevention. But it is characteristic. They dislike finality in this country. Don’t you be too English. And in this particular ... ...ried much longer. The First Secretary became suddenly very curt, detached, final. “Y ou may go now,” he said. “A dynamite outrage must be provoked. I ... ...t of a mori- bund murderer summoning all his remaining strength for a last stab. He leaned on a thick stick, which trembled under his other hand. “I h... ...ses dis- guised into creeds. The Professor’s indignation found in itself a final cause that absolved him from the sin of turning to de- struction as t... ...to the porters. The Chief Inspector imparted that information in a tone of finality with some ill humour, as loyal servants will do in the conscious- ... ...two flash bars, as if in a half-hearted attempt to make a night of it, and finally back again to his menaced home, where he sat down fatigued behind t... ...und of loyalty. He had been loyal to his employers, to the cause of social stability,— 173 Joseph Conrad and to his affections too—as became apparent... ...w what you are going to do. I have no mind to get a knock on the head or a stab in the back directly I am let out.” Thus spoke Mr V erloc, applying hi... ...e body, drag her back into the shop. She could scratch, kick, and bite—and stab too; but for stabbing she wanted a knife. Mrs V erloc sat still under ...

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...elt ashamed to draw back. He took a suite of rooms in the Rue du Bac, with stables and a complete equipment for the fashionable life to which he had c... ... to speak to you—” 67 Balzac “M. du Croisier,” repeated the old lawyer. A stab of cold misgiving gave him so sharp a pang at the heart that he droppe... ...t them forth into the world of dreams. “What is it?” she cried, as if some stab had pierced to her heart. “All is lost!” said Chesnel. “M. le Comte wi... ...t at the club. His life for the past two months had been like the immortal finale of Mozart’s Don Giovanni; and of a truth, if a young man has come to... ...of a truth, if a young man has come to such a plight as Victurnien’s, that finale is enough to make him shudder. Can anything better prove the enormou... ...il luck? In that music Mozart disputes the palm with Moliere. The terrific finale, with its glow, its power, its despair and laughter, its grisly spec... ...uetted with memories, she spoke to her lover of his rivals as if anger had finally decided her to prefer one of them to a man who could so change in o... ... knew not whither. The horse, left to its own devices, made a bolt for the stable along the Quai d’Orsay; but as he turned into the Rue de l’Universit... ... had set the print of his heel on the very heart of the d’Esgrignons; and, finally, he had broken off the whole negotiation on the score of his wounde...

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...55 Joseph Conrad folks felt a shadow—precursor of the grave—fall upon them finally. The world is to the young. When the twins were born there was plen... ...n brought in one short moment face to face with something unex- pected and final. It did not even occur to her to ask for any explanation. She thought... ... she shouted at it with pain, with fear, with all the rage of that useless stab that could not keep him quiet, keep him out of her sight. What did he ... ...thin him, as if in the presence of some- thing undreamt-of, dangerous, and final. But he man- aged to pronounce with composure— “That joke is in very ... ...wo animals feeding at the same manger, under the same roof, in a luxurious stable. His longing was appeased and became a habit; and she had her desire... ...rds of cynical unbelief, and his most cherished convictions stood revealed finally as the narrow prejudices of fools. A crowd of shapeless, unclean th... ... essential part of himself had in a flash returned into his body, returned finally from a fierce and la- mentable region, from the dwelling-place of u...

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...ent of his past opulence. Con- fiding in the future of the Restoration, he finally placed his money on the Grand-Livre at the moment when the funds we... ...t du Bousquier was again the antithesis of the chevalier. When he made his final remark, he flung his night-cap to the foot of the bed, as Pope Gregor... ...in former days of having weather- vanes. To right of the courtyard are the stables and coach- house; to left, the kitchen, wood-house, and laundry. On... ...ing its real gold into copper. “Well, Athanase, will you promise me?” This final sentence struck the ear of the absorbed young man like one of those n... ... quarrel that had ever troubled that poor household. 79 Balzac CHAPTER VI FINAL DISAPPOINTMENT AND ITS FIRST RESUL T THE NEXT DAY, Mademoiselle Cormo... ...ld Maid CHAPTER VII OTHER RESULTS THE NEWS of Mademoiselle Cormon’s choice stabbed poor Athanase Granson to the heart; but he showed no outward sign o... ...ame du Bousquier would never be anything but Mademoiselle Cormon. With one stab of her tongue she revenged poor Athanase and her dear chevalier. Alenc... ...riumphed; mind was vanquished by matter, diplomacy by insurrection. And, O final blow! a mortified grisette revealed the secret of the chevalier’s mor...

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...ht on the paper placated his professional anger, and he wrote rapidly, the final dash of his signature curling the paper up in a trian- gular tear. “T... ...complete mastery over Lakamba’s vacillating mind—where there was noth- ing stable but an all-pervading discontent. He kept 52 An Outcast of the Islan... ... not hear their words, but she watched the two formless shadows curiously. Finally Babalatchi would rise and, taking her father by the wrist, would le... ...s peaceful as when he sat—a little while ago— dreaming by the fire. With a final vicious jerk Willems let go suddenly, and turning away on his heel st... ... they were true. But his own captivity seemed more complete, terrible, and final—without the hope of any redemption. He wondered at the wickedness of ... ...avily barred, but that he could see only very few men about the courtyard. Finally he said, ‘There is darkness in our Rajah’s house, but no sleep. Onl... ...ng—or hid- ing—in that house.” Again she gave him the look that was like a stab, not of anger but of desire; of the intense, over-pow- ering desire to... ... rage increased, so also his contempt for the instru- ments that pierce or stab, that interpose themselves between the hand and the object of hate. He...

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...e somebody in “the Captain’s” pay, ranging from the landlord to the lowest stable non descript, it was the likeliest thing upon the cards. So the guar... ...n at the struggle for the lost wine. “It’s not my affair,” said he, with a final shrug of the shoulders. “The people from the market did it. Ut them b... ...ly, and with as loud and harsh an accompaniment of noise as he could make. Finally, he walked across the room with a measured tread to where the windo... ... gloomy abstraction sought the ground and looked about him in the old way. Finally, with a deep long sigh, he took the shoe up, and resumed his work. ... ... of the precept, that “Whatever is is right;” an aphorism that would be as final as it is lazy, did it not include the troublesome consequence, that n... ...eportment, to be like a dream, Charles Darnay was at a loss how to answer; finally, answered not at all. “Now your dinner is done,” Carton presently s... ...ntempt. A sumptuous man was the Farmer General. Thirty horses stood in his stables, twenty four male domestics sat in his halls, six body women waited... ...ts one poor street, with its poor brewery, poor tannery, poor tavern, poor stable yard for relays of post horses, poor fountain, all usual poor appoi... ...s to elicit loud remonstrance from an owl in the roof of the great pile of stable building away among the trees. All else was so quiet, that the flamb...

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...-T erre, he was convinced that this peace, due to the genius of Hoche, the stability of which he had always doubted, was at an end. The civil war, he ... ..., except at interminable length. Just as the bayonets of the four men were finally lost to sight, Captain Merle returned, having executed the commanda... ...ns chouette or owl in the dialect of that region. This corrupted word came finally to mean the whole body of those who, in the first uprising, imitate... ...he whip hand. While those Directors are fighting together like horses in a stable without any oats, and letting the government go to bits, the armies ... ...sulate. This cos- tume, utterly uncouth, seemed to have been invented as a final test of grace, and to show that there was nothing too ridiculous for ... ... with smoke, she caught sight of the stranger as he was about to enter the stable. Before doing so, however, he turned a pair of black eyes to the upp... ...e, with his heavy whip; she saw him, indistinctly, in the obscurity of the stable, fling himself down on a pile of straw, in a position which enabled ... ...nd their experi- ence of the past made them await in silence some terrible finale. It was, indeed, not long before the end came to the drama which Mad... ...enly opened before her, and she cast a look upon the mother and son, which finally enlightened her. “That woman loves him!” she thought. “But why has ...

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... does not affect righteousness. Many people seem to find the prospect of a final personal death unendurable. This impresses me as egotism. I have no s... ...of it, taking its rewards, responding to its goads, struggling against the final abandonment to death, do we all live, as the beasts live, glad, angry... ... whom the nursery- maid and the overtaxed parent are so apt to appeal. You stab your children with such a God and he poisons all their lives. For many... ...thly, that clarification of thought and knowledge which is philosophy; and finally, the progressive enlargement and development of the racial life und... ...on and preliminaries of the issue, one may bring the case at last into the final court of conscience in an apparently hopeless tangle. Then suddenly c...