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I've lived among people of culture, and I've found out that culture chiefly consists of fixed ideas, and obstruction to progress, of hating the President, of knowing the right people and eating fish with a fork. Well, I never ate fish with a knife, anyway. GEORGE. I spent my valuable youth learning Greek and Latin, and I can't speak or read either of them.
Frosty wanted me to kick him, I remember; and he said a lot of things that sounded inspired to me, they hit my feelings off so straight. If we had had the sense to do what old King was doing, we'd have been ten or fifteen miles nearer home than we were. But, anyway, we were up the bank ahead of him, and we loaded in the last package and drove away from the painful scene at a lope.
"This Farwell is a slap-up man, and they'd never waste him on this little job without some good reason. I'm told he's bad medicine. Unpleasant devil, he seems. I wonder if they've got wise at all? If they have it will be mighty interesting for us." "I'll chance it," said McCrae. "Anyway, we'll all be in it." "That's a comforting thought," said Dunne.
"It's their sense of property," he said, "which makes people chain things. The last generation thought of nothing but property; and that's why there was the War." "Oh!" said Fleur, "I never thought of that. Your people and mine quarrelled about property. And anyway we've all got it at least, I suppose your people have." "Oh! yes, luckily; I don't suppose I shall be any good at making money."
Ben saw his father take his gold-headed cane from behind the door, and start down the road. He understood his destination, and instantly the plan of a stupendous practical joke dawned upon him. "It'll be jolly fun," he said to himself, his eyes dancing with fun. "I'll try it, anyway." He took his way across the fields, so as to reach the Almshouse before his father.
Not that they cared a ha'penny damn really for Germany, but it was a far more original attitude than all this sobbing over France...and then there was Reinhardt, the Secessionist School, the adorable jugendstyl. And the atrocity stories were all lies anyway. The bourgeois president resigned, but no one else paid any attention to them.
She swore it was only a sort of joke anyway, and that the day we we did it, she'd been filling me up with whisky lemonades and all that, and that the whole thing was off. And let me tell you that I was glad to beat it! I never saw her again until this morning! I went on the stage, and changed my name because the leading lady in that show happened to be Thelma Tenney.
"You're goddam right, it was." "Well, ain't your business spoiled anyway?" "No, sir. I can pick it right up where I left off. I've got an established reputation." "What at?" "I'm an undertaker by profession; my dad was before me." "Gee, you were right at home!" said Andrews. "You haven't any right to say that, young feller," said the undertaker angrily. "I'm a humane man.
Better get Trowbridge on it anyway, hadn't we?" "Yes," slowly, "that's all we can do now." After some moments, "Guess I'll keep out of sight for a while. I'll go back to the hotel. You can get in touch with me there. I'm still sort of shaky from that beating I got, and need a lot of rest." "Want the doctor to look you over again?" "No, I don't think I need that now.
"Timothy's going, too, with the family carriage. After all, there aren't many trains, anyway, that they can come on, you know." "Hm-m, I know," said John Pendleton. "Jim, I admire your nerve, but not your judgment. I'm glad you're going to follow your nerve and not your judgment, however and I wish you good luck." "Thank you, sir," smiled the young man dolefully.
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