This was distressing news to bookworm Ernest who was never so happy as when lost in a book.
Mrs. Morton always watched Chicken Little's reading most carefully for the child bade fair to be as much of a bookworm as Ernest.
But the little boy had too quick a spirit of life to be in danger of becoming a bookworm himself.
With all her energy, she can yet sympathize with the mild successes of a poor bookworm and listen with patience to the tales of his triumphs as though he had captured an army corps.
Enough has already been given to a crusty bookworm like me.
I became too mere a bookworm in India, and on my voyage home.
Apparently the three-year-old boy was as fond of reading as of eating, and even at this time he showed that he was no mere bookworm by sharing with the maid what he had learned from "a volume as big as himself.
But he was not bookworm himself, and dwelt I suspect with greater fondness over his wealthy rent roll than on the pages of the fine volumes in the monastic library.
Old bookworm Fraser does not leave the 'Folly' once in six months.
The old bookworm clung to the papers as if that "documentary evidence" was an absolute guaranty, and he held it ready to proffer in support of his theorem.
Yet thebookworm shares his habitat in common with the student, and no doubt has often rubbed shoulder with the naturalist.
But here in this 'infernal den' what else was there to do but play cards, unless one was a tiresome bookworm like Werner?
Of stupid books which seem to us a bore, The Bookworm will devour the very core.
The Bookworm remarked that Lord Icenway seemed to have been a very unsuspicious man, with which view a fat member with a crimson face agreed.
I personally was acquainted with a bookworm who absorbed whole collections at a time.
There was something about the dry-as-dust bookworm which, however consonant with antiquated modes of thought and action, was nevertheless felt to be utterly unsuitable to changed conditions.
The pugilist may be a poltroon, and the bookworm a hero.
Some of them are met with daily in the house and elsewhere, and arouse no unusual interest, while the world goes on wondering what a bookworm is like.
The Bookworm had little to say, except that people were more influenced by sentiment than they knew or suspected.
The Bookworm touched the walls of the house, the door-handle, and the knocker, but we didn't see that anything special came of it.
The Bookworm thought he would like to buy it, and there was a sudden lull in the business going on on the quay.
The old man never recovered power of speech while we were with him, and he shook hands with the Bookworm and me automatically.
The Bookworm told us that enough rubbish had been written about the Druids to build a respectable beacon fire, and what was worth preserving would go in a watch-pocket.
The Bookworm struck the place just about luncheon-time.
The fine, dry sands here are splendid preservatives, and the Bookworm became enamoured of his idea of a pick and shovel brigade undertaking scientific exploration.
It was through accident that we struck the farm one afternoon, the fact being that the Bookworm was limping, having slightly sprained his ankle.
The Bookworm tried the experiment, and Guy told him he should have known better; but he was carried away with excitement at seeing a real live sole flap its fins and gape.
The Bookworm told a little story which, he said, was not very well known, not having been unearthed by the Historical MSS.
We left the Bookworm to himself and the odd volumes of the Arminian Magazine, and suchlike food for such as he, and he seemed as pleased as Punch at the thought of being alone with anything musty, fusty, and out of date.
The Bookworm stumbled on it, as usual, and we went to the circuit minister, who said he was quite right, and it was the fruit which kept John Wesley alive on St. Hilary downs.
We were glad to have seen the monument, and the Bookworm said it was a sign of the bonne entente which is to be.
Your bookworm is a shy, lazy beast, and takes a day or two to recover his appetite after being "evicted.
The man, nervous and fierce, that had been smothered in the unable bookwormso long, sprang up to cope with the sudden death that faced him.
The words bookworm and man-hater produced upon George Clayton a far different effect from what Arabella had intended, and he often found himself thinking of the soft blue eyes of Mildred Graham.
I'll show you that I'm not a bookworm but as much a man as any of them, and then you may be proud or not, as you like!
And Steve could not restrain a laugh at the idea of the bookworm a slave to the tender passion.
