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Mds. que eran cosas llanas; pero si por caso hubiese otra cosa, digo que no me dañan porque no se me ha dado en ello el lugar de defensa que de derecho se me debe: lo uno porque no me han querido Vs. Mds. dar audiencia para informar enteramente al dicho maestro mi patron; lo otro porque si ha dado parecer sin haberse comunicado conmigo no he tenido patron;...
He came up to me in the afternoon while I was confined upstairs with a Bible and my own thoughts. "'Ello," he said, and fretted about. "D'you mean to say there isn't no one," he said, funking the word. "No one?" "No one watching yer always." "Why should there be?" I asked. "You can't 'elp thoughts," said my cousin, "anyhow. You mean " He stopped hovering.
"'Ello, Jack, how are you getting on?" "All right, father," said the boy, brightening up, and seeming greatly relieved. He looked down at the little girl with a smile that I can't describe, but didn't speak to her. She still stood with quivering chin and mouth and great brimming eyes upturned, full of such pity as I never saw before in a child-face pity for him.
"Weep, Pistoja," says Petrarch, in not the least musical of his perfect sonnets, in celebrating the death of his master "Pianga Pistoia e i cittadin perversi Che perdut' hanno si dolce vicino; E rallegres' il ciel or' ello è gito."
"'Ello, Larry!" returned the other. "Aw, nuthin'! De nutcracker on Chang, dat's all." "I t'ought mabbe dey was lookin' for some guy dat was in dere," observed Jimmie Dale. "Nuthin' doin'!" the other answered. "I was in dere meself. De whole mob beat it clean, an' de bulls never batted an eye. Didn't youse pipe me make me get-away outer Shanghai's a minute ago?
Monkey Brand was nodding on an upturned bucket. As the fat man entered the loose-box, the great horse turned a shining eye on him and whinnied. Monkey blinked, stirred, and grunted: "'Ello!" He smelt strongly of whiskey. The tout, unheeding him, produced a twitch. But Monkey rose with heavy eyes and jerked it irritably out of the other's hand. "None o' that," he said.
"Let old Fritzie see a light, ''Ello! 'e says, 'blokes in billets! an' over comes a 'arf-dozen shells knockin' you all to blazes." As we came within the range of rifle fire, we again changed our formation, and marched in single file along the edge of the road. The sharp crack! crack!= of small arms now sounded with vicious and ominous distinctness.
He turned the corner of the street on which the Sanctuary was situated and halted abruptly. A man coming rapidly from the other direction had grabbed his arm. "'Ello, Smarly!" greeted the other. "Heard de news?"
I haf disgovered zomzing!” and then he stopped in some surprise. “Ello, vat make you, my vriend?” His friend, in fact, seemed to be somewhat singularly employed. Through a dense cloud of tobacco-smoke you could just pick him out of the depths of an armchair, his feet resting on the mantelpiece, while his lap and all the floor round about were covered with immense books.
Or the people might have come upon the Missing Link in heated debate with the Living Skeleton, or in the hearty enjoyment of a long beer, or possibly reading a sentimental novel. Nickie bared the long tusks of his mask in a malignant grin, but did not stir. He couldn't be expected to waste his arts and graces on a common drunk. The man rattled the bars of the cage again. "'Ello!
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