This hurt his feelings.

"He's hurt his foot, and he's only got one eye, but he's splendid.

Harry Pendomer did not like this funny lady who had hurt, frightened eyes.

I can't imagine Uncle Pros hurting anybody.

"I don't like to hurt a man except when it is absolutely necessary.

"Don't you go and hurt my pride in you by any sign of weakness, Sergeant.

" "You have hurt your hand, Mr. Merton," repeated the man, scarce knowing what he said.

it might have led my Rage, Full of Despair and Jealousy to have hurt thee.

This man, my lords, who looks as though he could not hurt a fly, used to chop off heads as easily as a dog sits down.

" "I never like to hurt peoples; but if that is your command, sir, I will obey," said Wampus, setting his jaws tightly together.

" "Say, they can't hurt my feelin's.

I never actually hurt their physical bodies.

Then he began to pray; and one of the ringleaders said to him: "Sir, I will spend my life for you; follow me, and no one shall hurt a hair of your head.

" "I thought the thorns hurt his head.

You knew it was not fair to hurt a child like that.

I always say it never hurt no girl to keep her self-respect.

"Mammy," said Mary, after she had come from a trip to the outstations, "it hurts my heart to see how cruel these people are.

"It hurt a great deal, but I liked it.

I hurt my knee on the ice when I come down from Nulato for caribou.

"Mind you, I wouldn't say a thing that would hurt her character the least bit, but you should have seen the way she carried on when she was out in Chicago.

Who has hurt this dog?" "Dear Laura," and the young man coming up, laid his hand on her shoulder, "he got hurt, and I have been bandaging him.

"It still hurts a little," she said, "but I can manage to hobble on it.

"HOW COULD YOU HURT YOUR GRIZEL SO!" XVII HOW TOMMY SAVED

Nobody thinks any thing'll hurt a boy; but they're glad enough to 'allow' us when there's any errands to be done, and" "Do you live in New York?" interrupted I; for I did not wish to hear the poor little fellow's list of miseries, which I knew by heart beforehand without his telling me, having been hopeless knight-errant of oppressed boyhood all my life.

It won't hurt all of them old things upstairs that let you wait on them hand and foot all year to go without a few frills for their Easter dinner.