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As soon as he could speak he retorted: "Uh-ha! I pelieft you vould knew me uf you recognitioned me. How you vos alretty, Vrankie? It peen a long dime since ve med up py each udder, ain'd it? I knew der lufly musig vot I vos discouragin' to you vould pring de houze oudt uf you bretty quick. Yah! I knew you coot not stand der delightfulness uf id forefer. Ach Himmel!
'I don't mind drinking out of a jug, said Paul, 'but I like a clean jug. I've read Aristophanes in translation. It's like drinking wine out of a gold cup that has been washed in a sewer. 'Who says that? asked Darco. 'I do, said Paul. 'It is a ferry coot ebicram, said Darco. 'I vill rememper id. But, mindt you, to be squeamish is not to be glean-minded. If a sdory is vunny, I laugh. Vy not?
"Another codicil? Very well." He made note of her wishes concerning a cherished feather bed which it had struck her was too good for that "shiftless coot," Cousin Phoebe's husband, to lie upon, and, bidding her bring her witnesses on the morrow, bustled the will into his safe and fell upon his papers after the manner of all lawyer kind since Chaucer's sergeant of the law who "semed besier than he was."
"Och! she 'll trest him herself." said Duncan, still jealous of the women who had nursed the child. "But no aye?" suggested Miss Horn. "Mistress Partan will pe toing a coot teal of tressing him, sometimes. Mistress Partan is a coot 'oman when she 'll pe coot fery coot when she 'll be coot." Here Malcolm entered, and Miss Horn told him what she had seen of the laird, and gathered concerning him.
"I can compose my feetur's without any darn nihilism machine back on me," said the captain; which he straightway did in a manner that froze the operator's veins. "Has nothing pleasant occurred to you recently, sir. No ah?" "O Cap'n Kobbe," exclaimed his wife, with desperate fated mirth, "think o' how you shot the buoy this mornin' 'stead of a coot!" The photographer, observing Mrs.
"He was 6 to 5 when I came through the betting ring," said Engle. "Well, any old price is a good price. He'll roll home." "He better. He owes me something," growled O'Connor. "This is where he pays you." "I hope so." "I saw Old Man Curry out in the paddock," and Engle smiled at the recollection. "What do you think the old coot said to me?" "What do I care what an old nut says?"
Hearing which, Amber caught the coot by the leg and found that he had grasped the arm of Salig Singh, whose eyes were both monstrous emeralds without any whites whatever. And Salig Singh tapped him on the shoulder and began to say over and over again in a whisper...
I thought I would speak to you to-day, for we will hev to start early in the mornin', before you're up, for it iss a long way we'll hev to go. Iss it not so, Shames?" "Oo, ay," replied the seaman, with more than ever of the nasal twang; "it iss a coot many miles to where the poat comes in so the poy Tonal' wass tellin' me, what-e-ver."
During the talk of which this is the substance, they reached the Seaton, and Malcolm took her to see his grandfather. "Taal and faer and chentle and coot!" murmured the old man as he held her hand for a moment in his. With a start of suspicion he dropped it, and cried out in alarm "She'll not pe a Cam'ell, Malcolm?" "Na, na, daddy far frae that," answered Malcolm.
"Ah with a lady, was he?" "'E were!" "A very beautiful lady young, with hair eyes " "W'y, she may 'ave 'ad heyes an' she might 'ave 'ad 'air likewise she may not she may ha' been as bald as a coot an' as blind as a mole for all I see " "That'll do, my lad, that'll do! But she was young, wasn't she?"