"She's 'glad' I punished her, and I 'mustn't feel bad one bit
,' and she's going to 'love to live' with me!
I do not mean that he ill-used me, but he did not care for us one bit
further than to see that we had plenty to eat, and shelter in the winter.
Well, there was one bit
of consolation in it: Joan had certainly lingered at Berande for no man, not even Tudor.
"No, I'm afraid it hasn't one bit
," answered Cecily sadly.
Phebe was with difficulty kept from going straight home, and declared that she should not enjoy herself one bit
without Miss Rose.
I miss you awfully to tell all my secrets to and I don't like Gertie Pye one bit
. I made you one of the new bookmarkers out of red tissue paper.
There was only one bit
of evidence left against him.
Nicholas walked till he was weary, but was not one bit
the wiser; and indeed he came out of the Park at last a great deal more confused and perplexed than when he went in.
of advice: fix your district, then fix your price, and then don't budge.
She cannot accuse me of showing one bit
of deceitful softness.
"I don't like eating worms, one bit
. I always stop in bed till the early bird has picked them up!"
Gabled cottages, with fast-closed windows; pigs and poultry in quiet possession of the road; the venerable church surrounded by its shady burial-ground; the grocer's shop which sold everything, and the butcher's shop which sold nothing; the scarce inhabitants who liked a good look at a stranger, and the unwashed children who were pictures of dirty health; the clash of the iron-chained bucket in the public well, and the thump of the falling nine-pins in the skittle-ground behind the public-house; the horse-pond on the one bit
of open ground, and the old elm-tree with the wooden seat round it on the other--these were some of the objects that you saw, and some of the noises that you heard in South Morden, as you passed from one end of the village to the other.
But, say, there's one bit
of advice I'll give you before we part: If you're in trouble in Vermissa, go straight to the Union House and see Boss McGinty.
Things allays happen so contrairy, if they've a chance; and it's an unnat'ral thing to have one bit
o' your farm in one county and all the rest in another."
It was an occasional crack, not a constant crackle, but the whistle of a bullet as it passed us by, or a tiny transitory flame for the one bit
of detail on a blue hill-side, was an unpleasant warning that we two on ours were a target in ourselves.