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"Hey, bebee!" cried the girl; "what is this? what do you mean? you have blessed the gorgio!" "Blessed him! no, sure; what did I say? Oh, I remember, I'm mad; well, I can't help it, I said what the dukkerin dook told me; woe's me; he'll get up yet." "Nonsense, bebee! Look at his motions, he's drabbed, spite of dukkerin."
It was natural for you to suppose, after seeing that dinner of pork, and hearing that song, that we had been drabbing baulor; I will now tell you that we have not been doing so. What have you to say to that?" "That I am very glad of it." "Had you tasted that pork, brother, you would have found that it was sweet and tasty, which balluva that is drabbed can hardly be expected to be.
But, as a rule, the pirate ruffled and bullied and drabbed without let or hindrance, until it was time for him to go back to his ship once more. There was one pirate, however, who never crossed even the skirts of civilisation, and that was the sinister Sharkey, of the barque Happy Delivery.
The day I went through, the interminable, oblique, thin rain took the gold out of the wheat and the brown from the distant fields and bushes, and drabbed all the colours in the grass. The children in the car cried to each other with the shrill, sick persistency of tired childhood, "How many inches to Regina?" "A Billion." "A Trillion." "A Shillion." The Barbary Pirates laughed incessantly.
'Hey, bebee! cried the girl; 'what is this? what do you mean? you have blessed the gorgio! 'Blessed him! no, sure; what did I say? Oh, I remember, I'm mad; well, I can't help it, I said what the dukkerin dook told me; woe's me, he'll get up yet. 'Nonsense, bebee! Look at his motions, he's drabbed, spite of dukkerin.
God give me patience! 'And what if he doesn't, bebee; isn't he poisoned like a hog? Gentleman, indeed! why call him gentleman? if he ever was one he's broke, and is now a tinker, a worker of blue metal. 'That's his way, child, to-day a tinker, to-morrow something else; and as for being drabbed, I don't know what to say about it.
"Get up! get up yourself; where are you? where is your Here, there, bebee, here's the door; there, make haste, they are coming." "He'll get up yet," said Mrs. Herne, recovering her breath; "the dook tells me so." "Never mind him or the dook; he is drabbed; come away, or we shall be grabbed both of us." "One more blow, I know where his head lies."
"How are you, rye?" she asked, stopping with effort in the middle of the room, for her impulse was to rush forward and gather him to her heaving bosom. "Have you taken drows, my precious lord?" "What do you mean by drows, Chaldea?" "Poison, no less. You look drabbed, for sure." "Drabbed?" "Poisoned. But I waste the kalo jib on you, my Gorgious.
'Get up! get up yourself; where are you? where is your Here, there, bebee, here's the door; there, make haste, they are coming. 'He'll get up yet, said Mrs. Herne, recovering her breath; 'the dock tells me so. 'Never mind him or the dook; he is drabbed; come away, or we shall be grabbed both of us. 'One more blow, I know where his head lies.
‘Never mind him or the dook; he is drabbed; come away, or we shall be grabbed—both of us.’ ‘One more blow, I know where his head lies.’ ‘You are mad, bebee; leave the fellow—gorgio avella.’ And thereupon the females hurried away. A vehicle of some kind was evidently drawing nigh; in a little time it came alongside of the place where lay the fallen tent, and stopped suddenly.
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