Still, it was something she should have asked when he first offered her the job.
I have asked Golitsyn and he has refused.
At first, when my teacher told me about a new thing I asked very few questions.
I asked him once if he was not sometimes tired at night, after working all day; and he answered, with a sincere and serious look, "Gorrappit, I never was tired in my life."
I asked him if he ever wished to write his thoughts.
Prince Vasili knew this, and having once realized that if he asked on behalf of all who begged of him, he would soon be unable to ask for himself, he became chary of using his influence.
"Where did you grow?" asked the Wizard.
"What for?" asked the girl.
"Is this a fairy country?" asked the boy.
"Where do you come from, then?" asked the woman, in a curious tone.
"What shall we do now?" asked Dorothy, anxiously.
Again I asked my teacher, "Is this not love?"
They were so synchronized and fluid that Carmen asked Alex if they danced often.
"How long do you live, after you are picked?" asked Dorothy.
"What are you going to do with us?" asked Zeb.
"May I eat one of them?" asked the kitten, in a pleading voice.
"How did they happen to be so little?" asked Dorothy.
"Can he fight?" asked the man's voice.
Will you buy it, my dear? he asked, addressing Dorothy.
"What harm can the Gurgles do?" asked Dorothy.
"What made them fly away?" asked Dorothy.
"Which would you rather have" asked the caliph, "three hundred pieces of gold, or three wise sayings from my lips?"
Then he called his wisest men together and asked them, "Is it really true that the first people in the world were Egyptians?"
In any event, King Croesus had it in his mind to wage war against the Persians, so he asked the oracle: "Should I attack the Persians?"
It is wisdom that King Solomon asked God for, not intelligence.
It is a safe bet that no one has ever asked that question before, and yet this system is designed to answer it.
Consider Jedediah Buxton of Derbyshire, England, who in the 1700s was asked to compute the number one would get by doubling a farthing 139 times.
I was brought before a court of investigation composed of the teachers and officers of the Institution, and Miss Sullivan was asked to leave me.
I am frequently asked how I overcome the peculiar conditions under which I work in college.
Some have asked what I got to eat; if I did not feel lonesome; if I was not afraid; and the like.
"And what do you think of this latest comedy, the coronation at Milan?" asked Anna Pavlovna, "and of the comedy of the people of Genoa and Lucca laying their petitions before Monsieur Buonaparte, and Monsieur Buonaparte sitting on a throne and granting the petitions of the nations?
In his first letter which came soon after he had left home, Prince Andrew had dutifully asked his father's forgiveness for what he had allowed himself to say and begged to be restored to his favor.
"And Alpatych is being sent to Smolensk?" asked Princess Mary.
The same evening that the prince gave his instructions to Alpatych, Dessalles, having asked to see Princess Mary, told her that, as the prince was not very well and was taking no steps to secure his safety, though from Prince Andrew's letter it was evident that to remain at Bald Hills might be dangerous, he respectfully advised her to send a letter by Alpatych to the Provincial Governor at Smolensk, asking him to let her know the state of affairs and the extent of the danger to which Bald Hills was exposed.
As he went along he looked with pleasure at the year's splendid crop of corn, scrutinized the strips of ryefield which here and there were already being reaped, made his calculations as to the sowing and the harvest, and asked himself whether he had not forgotten any of the prince's orders.
"Why are they leaving the town?" asked Alpatych.
He asked for a samovar and for hay for his horses, and when he had had his tea he went to bed.
"What for?" asked Alpatych.
Alpatych, without answering or looking at his host, sorted his packages and asked how much he owed.
The mistress rocked and hushed her baby and when anyone came into the cellar asked in a pathetic whisper what had become of her husband who had remained in the street.
"Are we really quite lost, your excellency?" he asked again.
Will you stay here if the enemy occupies the place? asked Prince Andrew.