It's over, and can't be helped, and that's one consolation, as they always says in Turkey, when they cuts the wrong man's head off

one when I ate turkey with the Screaming Eagles.

As she frequently remarked when she made any such mistake, it would be all the same a hundred years hence.

There were times when he could not read the face he had studied so long, and when this lonely girl was a greater mystery to him than any women of the world...

When they were all tired of blind-man's buff, there was a great game at snap-dragon, and when fingers enough were burned with that, and all the raisins were gone, they sat down by the huge fire of blazing lags to a substantial supper, and a mighty bowl of wassail, something smaller than an ordinary wash-house copper, in which the hot apples were hissing and bubbling with a rich look, and a jolly sound, that were perfectly irresistible.

[The Ottoman Empire] whose sick body was not supported by a mild and regular diet, but by a powerful treatment, which continually exhausted it.