Tha'll see him often enow after a bit," answered Dickon.
But them roses as has climbed all over it will near hide every bit o' th' dead wood when they're full o' leaves an' flowers.
And the lover himself thinks so too: the little darling is so fond of him, her little vanities are so bewitching, he wouldn't consent to her being a bit wiser; those kittenlike glances and movements are just what one wants to make one's hearth a paradise.
They are but dim ill-defined pictures that her narrow bit of an imagination can make of the future; but of every picture she is the central figure in fine clothes; Captain Donnithorne is very close to her, putting his arm round her, perhaps kissing her, and everybody else is admiring and envying her--especially Mary Burge, whose new print dress looks very contemptible by the side of Hetty's resplendent toilette.
You see, the birds were always begging him for bits
of it to line their nests with, and, being very good-natured, he could not refuse, so by Solomon's advice he had hidden what was left of it.
Into this he crumbled a few bits
of dry bark, minutely shredded, after which he inserted the tip of his pointed stick, and, sitting astride the bole of the tree, spun the slender rod rapidly between his palms.
Rose consented, fearing that her uncle's keen eye would discover the fatal bits of silk; so the boys crossed hands, and, taking a good grip of each curly pate, she was borne down in state, while the others followed by way of the banisters.
I'll pierce your ears, and you must wear a bit of silk in them till they are well; your curls will hide them nicely; then, some day, slip in your smallest ear-rings, and see if your uncle don't like them.
Sowerberry, who had followed Oliver down, 'give this boy some of the cold bits that were put by for Trip.
I wish he could have witnessed the horrible avidity with which Oliver tore the bits asunder with all the ferocity of famine.
But he liked to think how Laura would put out her lips and her tiny hands for the bits of sugarcandy; and to give the greater keenness to these pleasures of imagination, he took out the parcel, made a small hole in the paper, and bit off a crystal or two, which had so solacing an effect under the confined prospect and damp odors of the gig-umbrella, that he repeated the process more than once on his way.
Those are the only bits I like in the history of the Jews.