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"'But whatever can I do to fetch her back to camp? asks Dave, appealin' to Enright mighty wretched. 'I goes plumb locoed if this yere keeps on. "'My notion is, we-alls better put Missis Rucker in to play the hand, says Enright. 'Missis Rucker's a female, an' is shorely due to know what kyards to draw.
Here you goes to work an' soaks me a dollar a ton when you'd be tickled to death to do the job for half o' that, an' then you got the gall to stand there appealin' to my friendship! So you'll tow the barge up free, eh? Well, just to make the transaction legal, I'll give you a dollar for the job an' let you have the barge.
He's on the mat all right, though, with his fat face sort of flushed and his eyes popped more'n usual. And Marion Gray seems to be sort of fussed, too. She is some tinted up under the eyes, and when she sees who it is she glances at Vee sort of appealin'. "Oh, I'm so sorry to interrupt," says Vee, marchin' right in and takin' Marion by the arm. "You'll pardon me, I hope, Mr.
Specially such a runnin' stream as this here now Cyril. But he comes to life for one faint effort. "I say, you know," he starts in, "perhaps you'd best say no more about it, Snee." "As you like, sir," says Cyril. "Only, I don't wish my feelings considered. Not in the least. If you care to send back the salad I will gladly " Westy glances appealin' towards me. "Torchy," says he, "couldn't you "
Now Miss Clare's never two days alike; she's that gentle and appealin' sometimes, that she makes me love her, and then she's miles away in the clouds, and very cross, and then her spirits get so high that she's ready for any mischief and there's no knowin' how to take her. 'Isn't the wind dreadful, Jane? said Clare presently.
He acts sort of dazed and helpless, now and then glancin' appealin' across to Sister Marjorie, or around at Miss Hampton. All that evenin' the attack goes on, Ella May workin' the spell overtime, gettin' Mr. Robert to let her read his palm, pinnin' flowers in his buttonhole, and keepin' him cornered; while the rest of us sits around like cheap deadheads that had been let in on passes.
'Well, says O'Brien, he says, 'th' issue on which I'm appealin' to th' free an' intilligent suffrages of Ar-rchey Road an' th' assistance iv Deerin' Sthreet Station, he says, 'is whether little Mike Kelly will have th' bridge or not, he says. 'On that I stand, he says. 'As f'r th' minor issues, he says, 'I may have me opinions on thim an' I may not.
They are a most dangerous, disaffected people they are eternally appealin to the worst passions of the mob. Well, says tother, them aristocrats, they'll ruinate the country, they spend the whole revenu on themselves.
I was the only one out of it for several seconds. Our Mr. Morshed failed to recognise me in my fur boa, and my appealin' winks at 'im behind your goggles didn't arrive. But when Eddy darling had told his story, I saluted, which is difficult in furs, and I stated I was bringin' him dispatches from the North. My Mr. Morshed cohered on the instant.
He upset his glass. Say, is there anything that smells nicer than a mint julep? There's the most appealin' odor to it. If I was a drinkin' man I'd surely go daft over but, excuse me. I notice you are yawning, Jack, and Ruby's half asleep." "Go on," said she, her bright eyes glistening. "Then he said he'd have me kicked off'n the place.
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