I'm crazy," said Julie, enthusiastically, "to take one of those lovely old apartments on Washington Square, and meet a few nice people, you know, and really make something of my life!" "Mrs. Carr-Boldt and I will spin down for you every few days," Margaret said, falling readily in with the plan.
— from Mother: A Story by Kathleen Thompson Norris
But then—she is very popular, you know, and receives a good deal of attention; and—and the fact is, she is an uncommonly pretty girl, and I thought you were flirting a bit with her, but nothing more than that.
— from Macleod of Dare by William Black
“It won’t stand dew and weather like our rustic pieces, you know,” added Ruth.
— from Girl Scouts at Dandelion Camp by Lillian Elizabeth Roy
it is not so much the mistake of name as of rank which weighs with me; military people, you know, are rigid in that respect.
— from Heart and Cross by Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant
I can catch the pony, you know, and ride off to Bonchamp, and if the special train is there, I shall get upon the engine.”
— from The Stokesley Secret by Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary) Yonge
'Well, I suppose it does, but I should think it might mean any body that is not a Christian, for such people, you know, are rejecting a heavenly crown for worldly things, which are in reality worth about as much as the trash the old man is raking together in the picture.'
— from Effie Maurice Or What do I Love Best by Fanny Forester
The removal of the capital injured greatly the prospects and business of Chillicothe for many years, and secured leisure to its citizens, who engaged in various innocent amusements for killing time—in fact, lingered with scarcely a symptom of lysis until after the “Literary, Astronomical and Natural History Society” commenced the publication and distribution of that illustrated periodical (yearly), known and remembered to [57] the last days of the older citizens, entitled “ The Ground Hog Almanac .”
— from The Squirrel Hunters of Ohio; or, Glimpses of Pioneer Life by N. E. (Nelson Edward) Jones
I made a hand for a fellow once, and that got me my place, you know,” answered Ralph, who thought little of such mechanical trifles, and longed to be painting portraits or modelling busts, being an artist as well as an inventor.
— from Jack and Jill by Louisa May Alcott
Somebody's got to buy the pictures after they're painted, you know, and read the books, and pay for them."
— from A Round Dozen by Susan Coolidge
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