1 If you have the heart to think so," returned Biddy, "say so.
2 It bewildered me, and under its influence I continued at heart to hate my trade and to be ashamed of home.
3 That young man has a secret way pecooliar to himself, of getting at a boy, and at his heart, and at his liver.
4 With my heart thumping like a blacksmith at Joe's broad shoulder, I looked all about for any sign of the convicts.
5 If you have the heart to be so, you mean, Biddy," said I, in a virtuous and superior tone; "don't put it off upon me.
6 In my heart I believed her to be right; and yet I took it rather ill, too, that she should be so positive on the point.
7 My heart was beating so fast, and there was such a singing in my ears, that I could scarcely stammer I had no objection.
8 I could answer this inquiry with a better heart than I had been able to find for the other question, and I said I was quite willing.
9 You fail, or you go from my words in any partickler, no matter how small it is, and your heart and your liver shall be tore out, roasted, and ate.
10 My heart failed me when I saw him squaring at me with every demonstration of mechanical nicety, and eyeing my anatomy as if he were minutely choosing his bone.
11 And while I was occupied with these deliberations, I would fancy an exact resemblance to Joe in some man coming along the road towards us, and my heart would beat high.
12 We were equals afterwards, as we had been before; but, afterwards at quiet times when I sat looking at Joe and thinking about him, I had a new sensation of feeling conscious that I was looking up to Joe in my heart.
13 She held the head of her stick against her heart as she stood looking at the table; she in her once white dress, all yellow and withered; the once white cloth all yellow and withered; everything around in a state to crumble under a touch.
14 All the while knowing the madness of my heart to be so very mad and misplaced, that I was quite conscious it would have served my face right, if I had lifted it up by my hair, and knocked it against the pebbles as a punishment for belonging to such an idiot.
15 But that he was not to be, without ignorance or prejudice, mistaken for a gentleman, my father most strongly asseverates; because it is a principle of his that no man who was not a true gentleman at heart ever was, since the world began, a true gentleman in manner.
16 So subdued I was by those tears, and by their breaking out again in the course of the quiet walk, that when I was on the coach, and it was clear of the town, I deliberated with an aching heart whether I would not get down when we changed horses and walk back, and have another evening at home, and a better parting.
17 Yet in the London streets so crowded with people and so brilliantly lighted in the dusk of evening, there were depressing hints of reproaches for that I had put the poor old kitchen at home so far away; and in the dead of night, the footsteps of some incapable impostor of a porter mooning about Barnard's Inn, under pretence of watching it, fell hollow on my heart.
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