"Is she going to set us to work alreadybefore we get there?

But was she going to give up because he was embarrassed?

What was she going to do? Millton!

Later Mistress Madison showed me where I was to sleep, and so, having bid one another a very warm good-night, we parted, she going to see that her aunt was comfortable, and I out on to the main-deck to have a chat with the man on watch.

" "She going to take me!"

How is she going to get the lung capacity sitting in the house?

How is she going to get it when she is tied down in the grammar school room with a book before her eyes?

Was she going to stay away for ever, now that she had upset everything for them?

" "Where's she going to?"

If anything happens to us, I don't know as our friends will hear of it till after the funeralhuh!" "Is she going to make a fuss about it?" asked Miss Major.

And why was she going to Tête Jaune?

I remember when you heard that Miss L was going to America, you asked me, and the question was sublime: "Is she going to travel all night?"

"What is she going to do with that, Uncle Julius?" asked my wife.

"But is she going to live on here?" asked the young man.

"Is she going to die?"

Was she going to deliver the Prince of Conde to the scaffold, the house of Bourbon to ruin, France to civil war, and the independence of the crown and of that royal authority which she was on the point of wielding herself to the tyrannical domination of her rivals the Lorraine princes and of their party?

Is she going to die?"

" "Was she going to Olney?" Richard's lips asked this rather than his will, and Harry replied, "I suppose so.

What was she going to do?" Barbara hardly knew herself how she should manage, or what she should do.

I remember when you heard that Miss L was going to America, you asked me, and the question was sublime: "Is she going to travel all night?" You had heard people speak of travelling all night, and that was all you knew of travel or any place that was not the Strand.

Was she going to fail him now?

Was she going to place herself so completely out of his reach that even if he called to her for help she would be powerless to stretch forth a hand to him?

Was she going to leave him?

Was she going to Euston Station?

She is coming as a man; and she is going to bring a lady." "How is she going to dress as a man?" said Marguerite, as she danced away from him under her parasol.