| All agog to teach the higher mathematics |
| I am going out, simply in search of adventure |
| Oui, Madame; Merci Beaucoup, Madame |
| Excuse me, I said, but I think I can see a way out of your difficulty |
| A most urbane and obliging Continental gentleman |
| Persons of Miladi's temperament are always young |
| That succeeds? the shabby-looking man muttered |
| I put her hand back firmly |
| He cast a hasty glance at us |
| Harold, you viper, what do you mean by trying to avoid me? |
| Circumstances alter cases, he murmured |
| Miss Cayley, he said, you are playing with me |
| I rose of a sudden, and ran down the hill |
| I was going to oppose you and Harold |
| He kept close at my heels |
| I was pulled up short by a mounted policeman |
| Seems I didn't make much of a job of it |
| Don't scorch, miss; don't scorch |
| How far ahead the first man? |
| I am here behind you, Herr Lieutenant |
| Let them boom or bust on it |
| His open admiration was getting quite embarrassing |
| Minute inspection |
| I felt a perfect little hypocrite |
| She invited Elsie and myself to stop with her |
| The Count |
| I thought it kinder to him to remove it altogether |
| Inch by inch he retreated |
| Never leave a house to the servants, my dear! |
| I may stay, mayn't I? |
| I advanced on my hands and knees to the edge of the precipice |
| I gripped the rope and let myself down |
| I rolled and slid down |
| There's enterprise for you |
| Painting the sign-board |
| The urbane old gentleman |
| He went on dictating for just an hour |
| He bowed to us each separately |
| I waited breathless |
| What, you here! he cried |
| He read them, cruel man, before my very eyes |
| 'Tis Doctor Macloghlen, he answered |
| Too much Nile |
| Emphasis |
| Riding a camel does not greatly differ from sea-sickness |
| Her agitation was evident |
| Crouching by the rocks sat our mysterious stranger |
| An odd-looking young man |
| He turned to me with an inane smile |
| Nothing seemed to put the man down |
| Yah don't catch me going so fah from Newmarket |
| Wasn't Fra Diavolo also a composah? |
CHARLES DARWIN
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