It would be dreadful to eat these dear little things.
It was the first time she thought of Katie that way.
Oh, what a pretty sound it made!
"Of course it is," returned Dorothy promptly.
This viewpoint seems reasonable because it is largely consistent with our everyday experience of life.
The guinea-fowl likes to hide her nest in out-of-the-way places, and it was one of my greatest delights to hunt for the eggs in the long grass.
It was indicative of dissipation and the exercise of authority.
(He was well acquainted with the senator, but thought it necessary on this occasion to address him formally.)
"Who did you say it was?" whispered Zeb to the girl.
"Let me see it," said the Sorcerer.
They stood before it in silent admiration.
"Don't know," said Dorothy, "but it must have been humbug."
What a big family it was!
This third way is based on the principle that it is possible to see the future by accepting discontinuity but not unpredictability.
"We will talk of it later," said Anna Pavlovna with a smile.
Our Emperor joined the army to encourage it to defend every inch of Russian soil and not to retreat.
It was true, and it brought color to his neck, but he didn't comment.
It should have arrived at Hugson's Siding at midnight, but it was already five o'clock and the gray dawn was breaking in the east when the little train slowly rumbled up to the open shed that served for the station-house.
Crash after crash echoed far above their heads, as the earth came together where it had split, and stones and chunks of clay rattled around them on every side.
All this was so terrible and unreal that he could not understand it at all, and so had good reason to be afraid.
At least, it isn't as wrong as some other things.
But it took a good many years for them to grow as large and fine as they are now.
It is because there is no warm blood in them, remarked the Wizard.
He did it very cleverly, indeed, and the Princess looked at the strange piglets as if she were as truly astonished as any vegetable person could be.
Next the Wizard poured a pool of oil from the can upon the glass floor, where it covered quite a broad surface.
It will be about the end of our adventures, I guess.
"That's the way I feel about it," remarked Zeb, rubbing his wounds.
The cavern did not come to an end, as they had expected it would, but slanted upward through the great glass mountain, running in a direction that promised to lead them to the side opposite the Mangaboo country.
It was all laid out into lovely lawns and gardens, with pebble paths leading through them and groves of beautiful and stately trees dotting the landscape here and there.
"Isn't it fine?" cried Dorothy, in a joyous voice, as she sprang out of the buggy and let Eureka run frolicking over the velvety grass.
"It wouldn't be so bad," remarked the Wizard, gazing around him, "if we were obliged to live here always.
If the noble awistocwacy of the pwovince of Moscow thinks fit, it can show its loyalty to our sov'weign the Empewah in other ways.
It only wuined our farming!
Pierre wished to say that he was ready to sacrifice his money, his serfs, or himself, only one ought to know the state of affairs in order to be able to improve it, but he was unable to speak.
"I only said that it would be more to the purpose to make sacrifices when we know what is needed!" said he, trying to be heard above the other voices.
There was a rustling among the crowd and it again subsided, so that Pierre distinctly heard the pleasantly human voice of the Emperor saying with emotion:
I never doubted the devotion of the Russian nobles, but today it has surpassed my expectations.
There are always so many conjectures as to the issue of any event that however it may end there will always be people to say: "I said then that it would be so," quite forgetting that amid their innumerable conjectures many were to quite the contrary effect.
The Emperor was with the army to encourage it, but his presence and ignorance of what steps to take, and the enormous number of advisers and plans, destroyed the first army's energy and it retired.
He wrote to Arakcheev, the Emperor's confidant: It must be as my sovereign pleases, but I cannot work with the Minister (meaning Barclay).
I cannot stand it here.
It was necessary to fight an unexpected battle at Smolensk to save our lines of communication.