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It seems that some time ago one of the helpers in the chemical department, an excitable foreigner, became dissatisfied with his wages, and after making an unsuccessful application for an increase, rushed in desperation to Edison, and said "Eef I not get more money I go to take ze cyanide potassia."
Simonetti looked earnestly at Morris, who fumbled in his waistcoat pocket and produced a cigar. "Do you smoke, Mr. Simmons?" he began. "Simonetti," the designer interrupted, as he took the cigar and bit off the end; "and eef ees too much-a you say Simonetti, call me 'Enery."
"Mistaire Steering, eef you got leetle mawney to buy leetle land, I think I know good land to buy." "I have told you all along to consider my money your money, Uncle Bernique." "We must be vair' quiet about all thees, Mistaire Steering, Piney, you compr-r-ehend that we tr-r-us' you, as I have always tr-r-us' you, absolutement! We must be vair' quiet.
But the Nigger shook his head, and Perdosa went into an ecstasy of rage. He kicked the fire to pieces; he scattered the unburned wood up and down the beach; he even threw some of it into the sea. "Eef you no cook heem de grub, you no hab my wood!" he shrieked, with enough oaths to sink his soul. Finally Pulz interfered. "Here you damn foreigners," said he, "quit it! Let up, I say! We got to eat.
"Eef mademoiselles, your aunts, should get to hear " "Oh, I won't tell." "Then, yes, ma cherie, I think at times all men are fools ... and I think it is also good at times to make a fool of man. For why? Because it is revenge. "Ah, ma cherie, I who have been three times wed I tell you I often think the old-world view is right. Man is the natural enemy of a woman. "He is not to be trus'.
When Stane and Helen returned to the fire, the former, whilst Anderton was busy elsewhere, spent some time in conversation with Jean Bènard, who, after a few moments, cried enthusiastically: "By gar! Dat ees a great plan, m'sieu! Zee dogs an' zee stores I would giv' dem you eef I vos not so poor a mans! But you can buy dem wid pleasure!" "Very well! But not a word to Anderton till morning."
Den you is have wan leetle chance. Bâ, eef you is not have heem dose carabine, you mus' need dose leetle grub he geev you, and not plaintee Injun follow you, onlee two." "And I cannot get the rifle." "An' dose ole man is don' sen' you out till eet is too late for mak' de grub on de fores'. Dat's w'at I t'ink. Dat ees not fonny for you." Ned Trent's eyes were almost black with thought.
"But ee mus' be kill eef she do care! It can no be help, now." Then more whispers, and then again, distinctly, one urging the other to attend to the matter at once, the quicker the better, "foh eet gotta be," and a word or two about the "Capitan Sahib," which she could not catch. But, in her abnormal, excited state, she had heard enough.
He will not stop it. Eef he have the money, it is better sacré yes. Eef he not gif well, I will tell you, there is the other railway man he try to hurt, how would he like But I will tell you on the river. Maint'nant queeck, we go." Without a word Lygon took down another coat and put it on. Doing so he concealed a weapon quickly, as Dupont stooped to pick a coal for his pipe from the blaze.
"'Vell, it's all ride eef I wasn't a seek man. Dey say dese ees a goot country. I say no. My fadder's family vants to come to dese country. I say no. In Russia a man he half a goot time. Vriday night he close de store at seex o'glock. He puts on his Sonday clothes, beeg feast all day Sonday, dance, vine, lots of goot t'ings.
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