 | John Strong Perry Tatlock, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - Страниц: 860
...frighting the maids, and worrying the kittens, be humor, he has it. It was but yesterday he fastened popped my bald head in Mrs. Frizzle's face ! Mrs. Hard. And am I to blame Î The poor boy was always... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1917 - Страниц: 144
...frighting the maids, and worrying the kittens, be humor, he has it. It was but yesterday he fastened my wig to the back of my chair, and when I went to make a bow, I popped my bald head in Mrs. Frizzle's face. 30 MRS. HARDCASTLE. And I am to blame ? The poor boy was... | |
 | Edwin Almiron Greenlaw, William Harris Elson, Christine M. Keck - 1923 - Страниц: 648
...bliss. 54. quotha, indeed! MEN AND MANNERS kittens be humor, he has it. It was but yesterday he fastened my wig to the back • of my chair, and when I went to make a bow, I popped my bald head in Mrs. Frizzle's face. Mrs. Hard. And am I to blame? The poor boy was always too... | |
 | Alban Bertram De Mille - 1924 - Страниц: 552
...be humour, he has it. It was but yesterday he fastened my wig to the back of my chair, and when 30! went to make a bow, I popt my bald head in Mrs. Frizzle's face. Mrs: Hard. And am I to blame? The poor boy was always too sickly to do any good. A school would be his death.... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1926 - Страниц: 332
...frightening the maids, and worrying the kittens, be humour, he has it. It was but yesterday he fastened my wig to the back of my chair, and when I went to make a bow, I popped my bald head in Mrs. Frizzle's face! T Mrs. Hard. And am I to blame? The poor boy was always... | |
 | Robert Metcalf Smith - 1928 - Страниц: 778
...frightening the maids, and worrying the kittens, be humor, he has it. It was but yesterday he fastened my wig to the back of my chair, and when I went to make a bow, I popped my bald head in Mrs. Frizzle's face. MRS. HARDCASTLE. And am I to blame? The poor boy was always... | |
 | Harold F. Rubinstein - 1928 - Страниц: 1138
...frightening the maids, and worrying the kittens, be humour, he has it. It was but yesterday he fastened URIES. Away with them : Go carry them straight to Sacrapanto's c popped my bald head in Mrs. Frizzle's face t MRS. HARD. : And am I to blame ? The poor boy was always... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1965 - Страниц: 32
...years of discretion yet. HARD. Nor ever will, I dare answer for him. It was but yesterday he fastened my wig to the back of my chair, and when I went to make a bow, I popped my bald head in Mrs. Frizzle's face. MRS. HARD. Well, we must not snub the poor boy now, for... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1994 - Страниц: 60
...discretion yet. HARDCASTLE. Nor ever will, I dare answer for him. It was but yesterday he fastened my wig to the back of my chair, and when I went to make a bow, I popped my bald head in Mrs. Frizzle's face! MRS. HARDCASTLE. And am I to blame? The poor boy was always... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1994 - Страниц: 60
...discretion yet. HARDCASTLE. Nor ever will, I dare answer for him. It was but yesterday he fastened my wig to the back of my chair, and when I went to make a bow, I popped my bald head in Mrs. Frizzle's face! MRS. HARDCASTLE. And am I to blame? The poor boy was always... | |
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And am I to blame? The poor boy. was always too sickly to do any good. A school would be his death. When he comes to be a little stronger, who knows what a year or two's Latin may do for him ? HARD. 
