I can see, in my mind's eye," said he, mournfully
, "the goats eating small pieces of my dear comrade, the Tin Woodman, while my soup is being cooked on a bonfire built of the Saw-Horse and Jack Pumpkinhead's body, and Queen Jinjur watches me boil while she feeds the flames with my friend the Scarecrow
and low the man of God began his eulogy of the dead, and his doleful voice, mingled with the sobbing which it was its purpose to stimulate and sustain, rose and fell, seemed to come and go, like the sound of a sullen sea.
You needn't waste your prayers," said Dan mournfully
, "Pat is beyond human aid.
But that is not the worst of it," declared the Tiger, mournfully
This speech--the style of which Newman attributed to Mr Lillyvick's recent association with theatrical characters--not being quite explanatory, Newman looked as if he were about to ask another question, when Mr Lillyvick prevented him by shaking his hand mournfully, and then waving his own.
My pleasantest feeling, all the time that child was expected,' said Mr Kenwigs, mournfully, 'was a thinking, "If it's a boy, as I hope it may be; for I have heard its uncle Lillyvick say again and again he would prefer our having a boy next, if it's a boy, what will his uncle Lillyvick say?
Pollyanna looked at her for a moment with mournfully
interested eyes; then she sighed:
And saying these words she glanced at her sister, and seeing that Dolly sat silent, her head mournfully
bowed, Kitty, instead of running out of the room as she had meant to do, sat down near the door, and hid her face in her handkerchief.
Everywhere outside this place," he answered, mournfully.
Only his lips moved, and his eyes glowed, went out, blazed again, or stared mournfully.
Kit scratched his head mournfully
, in reluctant admission that it did not, and clambering up to the old nail took down the cage and set himself to clean it and to feed the bird.
Our sometimes turbulent history with our next door neighbours seeps from every landmark, starting with the Norman castle in the centre of town, once the border stronghold of Roger De Lacy, a Marcher lord
and later the seat of Government for Wales and the Border Counties.