During the brief cessation of hostilities, Simpson extracted the arrow from Wood's shoulder, and put an immense quid of tobacco on the wound.

"I suppose folks would pay quids in peace time to see this!" "Why, it's like a blooming Cook's tour!" Being the first of the British who had been seen in these parts, we were objects of great interest to the Italians, who used to collect in crowds to watch our guns firing.

It was only yesterday that he borrowed a quid from me!"

If I had a quid for every time I've seen you gaze at him with the lovelight in your eyes" She gazed at me, but without the lovelight.

If I were, however, of a humour to see, or to shew the state of my body, on the dark side, I might say, "Quid te exempta juvat spinis de pluribus una[1101]?" The nights are still sleepless, and the water rises, though it does not rise very fast.

Isn't it, Franks?" "There's no sweeter tobacco comes from Virginia," says Mr. Franks, drawing a great brass tobacco-box from his pocket, and thrusting a quid into his jolly mouth.

When, moreover, this LUCRETIA BORGIA in pantaloons remembers that his scheme might prove more fatal to his friends than his enemies, perhaps he will take rather a larger quid than usual, and grow benevolent under its bland influences.

I'm not going to lose five-and-twenty quid through your carelessness.

They do not give a quid without receiving a quo every way as valuable.

"If you was a young mankeeping company with a galand 'er father wantedto borrow a couple of quid off o' youwhat would you do?" repeated Mr. Tasker, mechanically, as he bustled to and fro.

Yet the stranger lowered his voice to a whisper, as he added: "From me to you fifty quid on account; from you to me just a sight of the place where they put it.

His situation is miserable; he is truly a fish out of water; he loves motion, but is obliged to stand still; his glory is a social "bit of jaw," but he dares not speak; he rolls his disconsolate quid over his silent tongue, and is as wretched as a caged monkey.

It may be for all her costly tires she is bald, and though she seem so fair by dark, by candlelight, or afar off at such a distance, as Callicratides observed in Lucian, "If thou should see her near, or in a morning, she would appear more ugly than a beast;" si diligenter consideres, quid per os et nares et caeteros corporis meatus egreditur, vilius sterquilinium nunquam vidisti.

Quid si nunc ostendam eos qui magna vi argenti domus inutiles aedificant, inquit Socrates. 1870.