He then chucked the reins and flipped about with the whip, saying, "Now, then, it's no use playing the old soldier with me; there's the journey to go, and it's no use turning
lame and lazy.
It's about Philoctetes, the
lame man I was telling you of yesterday," he answered, resting his head on his hand, and looking at her as if he were not at all sorry to be interrupted.
At the cheerful tinkle of the gold, the Fox unconsciously held out his paw that was supposed to be
lame, and the Cat opened wide his two eyes till they looked like live coals, but he closed them again so quickly that Pinocchio did not notice.
Pickwick followed, the
lame man stepped up to him, and civilly touching his hat, held out a written card, which Mr.
Then she called Vulcan and said, "Vulcan, come here, Thetis wants you"; and the far-famed
lame god answered, "Then it is indeed an august and honoured goddess who has come here; she it was that took care of me when I was suffering from the heavy fall which I had through my cruel mother's anger--for she would have got rid of me because I was
lame.
I must confess," he exclaimed, "that I am much more interested in the stories of the barber and his brothers, and of the
lame man, than in that of my own jester.
Some relics of his old calling hang upon the walls, and these it is the chosen recreation of a little
lame man about the stable-yard to keep gleaming bright.
Together, therefore, they proceeded directly thither; but not so fast as Mr Jones desired; for his guide unfortunately happened to be
lame, and could not possibly travel faster than a mile an hour.
And then, in proportion as he plunged deeper into the street, cripples in bowls, blind men and
lame men, swarmed about him, and men with one arm, and with one eye, and the leprous with their sores, some emerging from little streets adjacent, some from the air-holes of cellars, howling, bellowing, yelping, all limping and halting, all flinging themselves towards the light, and humped up in the mire, like snails after a shower.
Why, she is
lame," said the Chevalier de Lorraine, stretching himself on his cushions.
She was a weak and passionate woman, and sometimes she petted and spoiled her little boy, sometimes she treated him cruelly, calling him "a
lame brat," than which nothing could hurt him more, for poor little George was born
lame, and all his life long he felt sore and angry about it.
Ingenious in little artifices, they wait for those whose knowledge walketh on
lame feet,--like spiders do they wait.
