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Page 10 - Therefore judge nothing before the time, until the Lord come, who both will bring to light the hidden things of darkness, and will make manifest the counsels of the hearts : and then shall every man have praise of God.
Page 9 - The reader will perhaps be surprised at my separating the greatest work of Dickens, Oliver Twist, with honour, from the loathsome mass to which it typically belongs. That book is an earnest and uncaricatured record of states of criminal life, written with didactic purpose, full of the gravest instruction, nor destitute of pathetic studies of noble passion.
Page 7 - Wright) writes badly, he is blatantly, even grotesquely, false to life, his technique is a thing to weep over, — but somehow or other, he does make the reader see. It is a common platitude of the stage that an audience believes the most incongruous, impossible things because it sees them happen. Well, that is the way with Harold Bell Wright's printed motion pictures. We see them happen.
Page 67 - Blantyre's hand shook a little as he helped himself to a cigarette from the box on the table. "Well, Mr. Blackton," he said, as the door closed behind the waiter, "have you decided ?" "I have,
Page 32 - Nothing but you, Dad, to give me away." "And of course no presents. Well that relieves my mind, anyway. At what time do you want me to show up, and where? I've got some manure to put on the apricots to-morrow, and I don't want to waste any more time than I have to.
Page 95 - Langdon had decided that discretion was the better part of valor and had left Maisie to recover from her pet alone.
Page 47 - Emily, and settled back in his chair with the air of a man who had found a comfortable seat and did not intend leaving it in a hurry. He called Emily "dearie...
Page 69 - Maisie had had her own way to make in the world ; and she had succeeded to a degree that was quite satisfactory to her.