But I warn you, if you don't tell me that this means war, if you still try to defend the infamies and horrors perpetrated by that Antichrist--I really believe he is Antichrist--I will have nothing more to do with you and you are no longer my friend, no longer my 'faithful slave,' as you call yourself!
It's just not my style.
"My gown isn't silk," she said, smiling.
"I think your mother would nail my hide to the wall," he responded as he finished putting his belt on.
My dears, what shall we do?
You keep telling me it's in the past - until you can dig it back up and throw it in my face again.
He does not want my help.
"But why destroy my friends?" asked the little Wizard.
"For two reasons, my dear," the woman's voice answered.
"Never mind, my child," said his mother, very kindly.
The essence of my car is that it takes me places I want to go.
At this point, if you follow my reasoning, we have established at least the possibility of a bright future.
I am in no hurry to resign my office and be planted, you may be sure.
I lost track of time until Alex came along and revived my interest in the ranch.
All my money is honest.
I work for Uncle Bill on his ranch, and he pays me six dollars a month and my board.
"My name is Gwig," said the Sorcerer, turning his heartless, cruel eyes upon his rival.
I'll use my own hat, if you please.
They are in my inside pocket now.
But you must remember I'm old, and my dashing days are past and gone.
My third wise saying is--
Jonatan is my best fwiend.
I guess my life isn't very interesting to other people, but Alex and I like the way we live.
"I named my kitten that because I found it," she explained.
It will be several days before she needs to be picked, or at least that is my judgment.
I wish you would go and fetch my satchel, two lanterns, and a can of kerosene oil that is under the seat.
"Can't imagine, my dear," he replied.
Will you buy it, my dear? he asked, addressing Dorothy.
Then he said, Listen now to my second word of wisdom.
Never have I found in the greenhouses of the North such heart-satisfying roses as the climbing roses of my southern home.
The beginning of my life was simple and much like every other little life.
Bwing me my pipe!
I never doubted the devotion of the Russian nobles, but today it has surpassed my expectations.
He wrote to Arakcheev, the Emperor's confidant: It must be as my sovereign pleases, but I cannot work with the Minister (meaning Barclay).
You've made me quarrel with my son!
You plotted against me, you lied to Prince Andrew about my relations with that Frenchwoman and made me quarrel with him, but you see I need neither her nor you!
The princesses Aline and Sophie sit whole days with me, and we, unhappy widows of live men, make beautiful conversations over our 'charpie', only you, my friend, are missing... and so on.
Something in my pocket--can't remember...
Still, as the prince is unwell my advice is that they should go to Moscow.
'Take me away,' says she, 'don't let me perish with my little children!
"When did my father and sister leave?" meaning when did they leave for Moscow.
He is my refuge!