After all her painful traffic, the whole proceeds were perhaps half a dozen coppers, and a questionable
ninepence which ultimately proved to be copper likewise.
Then, moreover, as regarded his unceremonious ejectment, the late Surveyor was not altogether ill-pleased to be recognised by the Whigs as an enemy; since his inactivity in political affairs -- his tendency to roam, at will, in that broad and quiet field where all mankind may meet, rather than confine himself to those narrow paths where brethren of the same household must diverge from one another -- had sometimes made it questionable
with his brother Democrats whether he was a friend.
She herself had seen nothing, not the shadow of a shadow, and nobody in the house but the governess was in the governess's plight; yet she accepted without directly impugning my sanity the truth as I gave it to her, and ended by showing me, on this ground, an awestricken tenderness, an expression of the sense of my more than questionable
privilege, of which the very breath has remained with me as that of the sweetest of human charities.
Good old ques- tionable stories were told that made the tears run down and cavernous mouths stand wide and the round bellies shake with laughter; and questionable
songs were bellowed out in a mighty chorus that drowned the boom of the tolling bells.
It is questionable
if the world's criminal history can show a custom more odd than this.
Now, Tom, I've never had a look at your palms, as it happens; perhaps you've got some little questionable
privacies that need--hel-lo
Elton to have her carriage first, were gladly endured, in the prospect of the quiet drive home which was to close the very questionable
enjoyments of this day of pleasure.
That honest tradesman's manner of receiving the look, did not inspire confidence; he changed the leg on which he rested, as often as if he had fifty of those limbs, and were trying them all; he examined his finger-nails with a very questionable
closeness of attention; and whenever Mr.
Wopsle had achieved his questionable
triumph, was in that waterside neighbourhood (it is nowhere now), and to that theatre I resolved to go.
sound of Silas's loom, so unlike the natural cheerful trotting of the winnowing-machine, or the simpler rhythm of the flail, had a half-fearful fascination for the Raveloe boys, who would often leave off their nutting or birds'-nesting to peep in at the window of the stone cottage, counterbalancing a certain awe at the mysterious action of the loom, by a pleasant sense of scornful superiority, drawn from the mockery of its alternating noises, along with the bent, tread-mill attitude of the weaver.
But as the seasons went by it remained questionable
whether Agatha was the more to be congratulated on having begun life after leaving school or Henrietta on having finished it.
The Indian right of possession itself stands, with regard to the greater part of the country, upon a questionable