Download TRY NOT LAUGH
There is both ISO and Web installer of Visual Studio Community 2015. As far as I know the Universal App Development tools are not part of the ISO installer and they are downloaded during the installation.
Download TRY NOT LAUGH
Both on 7GB offline ISO of Community and Enterprise version of VS, there is no packages of Windows 10 SDK and UWP tools, it will download and install it via online. For Windows 10 SDK, you can download 1MB sdksetup.exe from -10-sdk and choose to download on the program.There is /layout command that can be used with VS setup(like vs_community.exe) of mounted iso, see details here( -us/library/e2h7fzkw.aspx), I have not tried it yet.
There had been a light shower early in the morning, and here andthere a little puddle reflected the blue sky and floating clouds.Reginald saw one just ahead, and laughed softly. Katie and Jeanettewere talking with Dorothy, and paying little heed to the small boywho walked between them.
They tried not to laugh, but the handsome little fellow was soangry, and all because Arabella had called him pretty. Reginald,who never could be angry long, joined in the general laugh whichcould not be controlled.
Again he searched in his desk, but the ball was not there. Heput away the books which he had taken out, and closed his desk,looking up just in time to see that Arabella was closely watchinghim. How queer she looked! She was not laughing, but she seemed tobe amused.
With a soft, yet merry laugh, the maid returned to dress hermistress's hair, and the burly butler stalked up the stairway,angry that Marie should have seen him studying the letters, andannoyed by her saucy laugh.
When the other pupils had gone, Aunt Charlotte turned toward thetwo who still kept their seats, and very gently she told Arabellahow rude it was to laugh at another's error, and how equally rudefor Reginald to reply in so saucy a manner.
They had played delightful games, they had talked of the fineparty which they would soon enjoy, they had guessed and guessedwhat sort of party it was to be, and Dorothy, who knew all aboutit, had laughed merrily because their countless guesses werenowhere near right.
When on the following day the old doctor called to see the baby,he laughed heartily at the story of Flossie's fear, and he declaredthat Flossie must have done a very fine thing for the baby. Itslittle pink cheeks were fair, and the tiny spots which had sofrightened its young mother had been chased away, so the doctorsaid, by its long stay out in the evening air.
Reginald laughed softly, and Patricia turned to look at him, butof course could not guess who the red-cloaked figure might be. Oh,it was fun to be hiding behind the gay-colored dominoes! It wasalmost like hide-and-seek.
A stirring march was played, and the children walked around thechairs, and every time that they came to the end of the line theypaused, believing that the music would cease, but the musiciansplayed on and on. The laughing children marched gaily, when, in themiddle of a lively strain, the music stopped, and they rushed forseats.
As Flossie stood in the centre of the ring with Dorothy andNancy, she looked toward the playmates who circled around them, andwas about to choose Mollie, when she spied Uncle Harry, and shelaughed with delight. He was dressed as an English squire of anearly century. Quickly she whispered to Dorothy.
Arabella looked into this corner, and peeped into that, andbetween them they managed to tip over some small pots of valuableplants, but the music and laughter in the drawing-room preventedany sounds in the conservatory from being heard. At last Arabellawas disgusted.
Arabella was fairly hysterical, laughing and crying at the sametime, but Aunt Charlotte at last succeeded in calming her, and whenthe little banquet was announced, they joined the other children,and were as happy as any of the merry party that marched out to thegreat dining-room.
Katie laughed as she said it, the others joining in themerriment, for it was well known that while Dorothy cared verytruly for all her friends, Nancy was the dearest. Patricia knew howhandsome Romeo looked in his fine harness, and the trim littlesleigh with its soft fur robes made a nice setting for Dorothy andNancy as they spun over the glistening road. She determined to saysomething which would impress all who listened.
In the shake-up, her hat had been pushed over to one side of herhead, but she did not know that, and her old-fashioned little facelooked smaller than usual, because of the two heavy shawls whichwere crowded so high that she appeared to have no neck at all.Small as her face was, it could show a great deal of rage, and asshe drew her shawls tighter around her, and glared at Patricia, shelooked odd enough to make any one laugh.
Arabella was cold and provoked that she had come. Patricia wasexcited, and felt that she was having a frolic, and even Arabella'sglum face could not quiet her; indeed, the more she looked at her,the more inclined was she to laugh.
The laugh had died away, and Jael, pressing herhand above her heart, turned aside and passed out.She loved her son, and would have shed her bloodfor him; but this was not the first time he hadspoken thus.
Before he could finish uttering the thought thatwas in his heart, the words were drowned in a throbbingyell as of demoniac laughter. The evil spirit of thewheel, after biding its time so long in silence, hadseemingly leapt exultingly into life at the first premonitionof meditated wrong. Swanhilda shuddered,and hid her face in her hands. David thrust his headout of the mill-room window, and saw Gloam makea gesture of rage and defiance.
Low as the words were whispered, they wereheard beyond the stars, and stamped themselves uponthe eternal records. But their only palpable witnesswas the mill wheel. A log of wood, carried over thefall, came forcibly in contact with the low-impendingrim. It swung the heavy structure partly round uponits axle. And straightway, upon the hollow night,echoed a faint yet appalling sound as of jeeringlaughter. Slowly it died away, and silence closed inonce more, like darkness after a midnight lightningflash. But it vibrated still in the startled hearts ofthe man and the woman, who crept so stealthily backto the house, and vanished in the blackness of thedoorway, and it revisited their unquiet dreams.
Its gait, as it stalked along the pavement, wasmincing and affected, and under other circumstancesI might have laughed at it. Its manner and gestureswere absurdly exaggerated and fantastic. It wascontinually bowing and scraping to Edna, and seeminglymaking hot love to her; but as often as shewinced or shrank from it, it appeared hugely delighted,throwing up its arms, wagging its head, andcontorting its body, as if carried away by animmoderate fit of laughter.
I threw down the MS., clapped Calbot on theshoulder, and burst into an immoderate fit of laughter,which his astonished and concerned aspect servedonly to aggravate. It was some minutes before Icould speak.
Again she laughed, and regarded me with sodelightfully mischievous a glance that I felt convincedI must in some way be making a fool of myself.What did it all mean? I bit my lip, and the colourcame into my face from provocation at my ownevident thick-headedness.
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