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Here they were stopped most unceremoniously by the black guards in waiting, and were allowed one by one only to ascend a staircase; at the top of which they were again brought to a stand by crossed spears, and the open flat hand of a negro laid upon their breast. Boo Khaloom came from the inner chamber, and asked, "If we were prepared to salute the sheik, as we did the bashaw."
But he landed in the middle of the sticks and leaves, and fell into the hole. That is how Nero was caught, and he did not like it at all. He wanted to be loose, to roam through the jungle as he liked. He wanted to try to find his father and his mother and Chet and Boo. But they were far away.
The hedgehog, however, was very much frightened almost all the jungle animals were afraid of the lions and this hedgehog ran away. But the little girl lion's paw hurt her very much, and when a little later, Mrs. Lion came back, with something to eat, and found out what had happened, she said Boo had been very foolish. And when Mr.
Boo Khaloom having despatched his affairs in Bornou, wished to turn his journey to some farther account, and proposed an expedition into the more wealthy and commercial region of Houssa or Soudan, but the eager wishes of his follower pointed to a different object.
"I walk very slowly nowadays," added the King's Messenger. Cecily amended the hypothesis. "We'll suppose we were going for a slow walk," she said. "I can't walk very far, either." "A short, slow walk." "And supposing," continued the theorist in sepulchral tones, with his hands still behind his back, "supposing some fellow came along and well, and said 'Yah! Boo! to you or or something like that.
The whole camp was roused, but no one appeared to understand the cause of Patsey's outbreak, and Hal finally suggested that he'd been dreaming. "Dramin', is it! I wish it had been dramin' I wuz. Boo! hoo! Didn't I sae him wid me own eyes, shure?"
Boo Khaloom is dead! I turned my head, almost as great an exertion as I was capable of, and saw him drop from the horse into the arms of his favourite Arab; he never spoke after. They said he had only swooned; there was no water, however, to revive him, and about an hour after, when we came to Makkeray, he was past the reach of restoratives.
Then she'll be of age, and I can't say 'Boo! And her share of 'Bije's money'll be hers, too. And don't you believe that that fact has slipped Sister Dunn's memory. I ain't on deck to head her off now; if she puts Malcolm up to gettin' Caroline to give her word, and Caroline gives it well, I know my niece. She's honorable, and she'll stick to her promise if it runs her on the rocks.
Oh, ho! ho! Polly can't sing no more'n a crow," squeaked out Dan. "Can too, can too!" "Pretty Polly! Polly want a cracker. Polly sing for her dear Dan. Oh, boo hoo!" Polly screamed in a tearing rage. The young colored lad entered. "Miss Lu, de birds disturb yer gramper. Lemme take Polly. You bad bird, you're goin' in a dungeon." With that he whisked Polly off. Dan laughed gleefully.
Tiffles suffered no further annoyance from them that day, save an occasional "Boo! boo!" shouted through the keyhole, and followed by an immediate scampering of the perpetrators down stairs. This well-known sound always roused the idiot to fury; and the peaceable persuasions, and even the gentle violence of Tiffles, were needed to keep him from relinquishing his work and springing to the door.
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