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Neepeelootambo nodded his head so violently that it was a marvel it remained on his shoulders. "Yis. Ho! ho! ho! 'xpec's to be a king." "And when are ye to be crowned, Bumble?" inquired Briant, rather sceptically, as they resumed their walk. "Oh, me no say me goin' to be king; me only 'xpec's dat." "Werry good," returned Rokens; "but wot makes ye for to expect it?" "Aha!
Abner Holden took up his pants and felt for his pocketbook. He found it, and drew it out with exultation. "Aha!" he thought; "I've got it." But this brief exultation was succeeded by quick disappointment. The pocketbook proved to be quite empty. "Curse it!" muttered Abner, "what has the boy done with his money?"
Is there any feuilleton?" "No," the teacher informs him. "Your publisher seems greedy . . . but is there any leader?" "There is one to-day . . . It appears to be by Gulyaeff." "Aha! Come, out with it! He writes cleverly, the rascal."
Was it this woman that did the deed this fiend from the robbers' hold to make room for herself? Russell felt that she was capable of any enormity, and his soul sickened at the thought. He groaned, and was silent. "Dead, I tell you! dead! She is dead! Aha! you think me fool, simple, aha! But I know, I know to take car' of the number one! Aha! how you like that, meestaire?
"Not acquainted with Macleane's Juvenal?" said the reverend scholar; "you will be greatly pleased with it; here it is, a posthumous work, edited by George Long. I can lend you Munro's Lucretius, '69. Aha! we have some scholars yet to pit against the Germans." "I am heartily glad to hear it," said Kenelm.
The Pole, in especial, who was holding the fair bride with both his arms, shook all over, and seemed about to let his burden gradually slide to the floor, when Monsieur Favart, looking at him with a benevolent smile, said "Aha, mon brave! c'est toi. Restez donc. Restez, tenant toujours la dame!"
And then a tidal wave which threw large ships up onto the roofs of houses two miles inland, and killed in Alexandria alone fifty thousand people. "Aha!" said the Pagans, "we told you so." "Nothing of the kind!" said the Christians in reply; "did not we set a saint on the beach at Epidaurus, before whom the oncoming billow stopped, bowed its head, and retired?"
"Ah, you've been to the dear old doctor! And he's refused to help you. When the Church denies a woman her way she comes to the devil. You interest me. It's a divorce, then?" "Yes." McNiven remembered Jim Dyckman's ancient squiredom to Charity and his recent telephony and he said to himself, "Aha!" But he said to Charity, "Go on." "Sandy, my husband and I have agreed to disagree."
"Aha! my fine fellow," said Porthos, "we have you now, I think, without a chance of escape." "Oh, Porthos!" murmured the Count de la Fère. "For heaven's sake, Athos," replied Porthos, "cease your eternal generosity, which is ridiculous under such circumstances. For my part I declare to you, that if he comes within my reach, I will split his skull with the oar."
"Hein, hein," grunted Monsieur de Ventadour, shuffling into the room. "How are you? how are you? Charmed to see you. Dull night I suspect we shall have rain. Hein, hein. Aha, Monsieur Ferrers, /comment ca va-t-il/? Will you give me my revenge at /ecarte/? I have my suspicions that I am in luck to-night. Hein, hein." "/Ecarte/! well, with pleasure," said Ferrers. Ferrers played well.
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