"Then he was wrong to have been born at all. Cheek- eek-eek-eek, oo, hoo!" chuckled Rinkitink, his fat body shaking with merriment. "But it's hard to prevent oneself from being born; there's no chance for protest, eh, Bilbil?"
And the sooner the tea's out of the way, the sooner we can get out the gin, eh?Henry Reed
This is something, eh, that is the kind of thing that must be gone through with what I believe is best not talked about too much until we know whatever answers there will be.
So, I broke into the palace
With a sponge and a rusty spanner
She said : "eh, I know you, and you cannot sing"
I said : "That's nothing - you should hear me play piano"
Can you promise me that, eh? Promise me that.
It was a good game, eh?
Tú y yo, Marston. eh, peleamos ahora, eh? We fight now!
So he made you look pretty stupid, eh?
Maybe now I understand what you were saying before... about why you do it. Why you risk everything for him. Maybe I would have been good enough after all... eh, Doctor?
"To hell with that, Jim," she said. "I'm the Bad Girl of the Rolfes, remember? I'll ride in with you, and we can have the chopper pick the birds up, bring them back here, load the rest and be back at the Gate before sunset." He hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "All right," he said. "Never could stand to be left out of the boys' games, eh?" She shrugged. "I'm not Little Miss Cindy Lou Magnoliablossom," she said dryly, patting the FN FiveseveN automatic holstered high on her right hip.
"So it's here or never, eh?" " 'Fraid so." Cabrillo braked the big truck far enough from the makeshift roadblock so the car could pass him once the cops were satisfied. In a concealed pocket to the right of his seat he could feel the butt of his preferred handgun, the Fabrique Nationale (FN) Five-seveN. The military-grade SS190 rounds had unbelievable penetrating power, and, because of their small size, twenty could be loaded into a comfortable grip magazine. He left it for the moment.
Another damned, thick, square book! Always scribble, scribble, scribble! eh! Mr Gibbon?
"eh, gentlemen, let us reckon upon accidents! Life is a chaplet of little miseries which the philosopher counts with a smile. Be philosophers, as I am, gentlemen; sit down at the table and let us drink. Nothing makes the future look so bright as surveying it through a glass of chambertin."alexandre dumas
eh! uomini, slate giusti. Prima soccorrete, e poi consigliate.camillo federici
eh, un forastero.