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Wouldn't Mis' Graham love it, and old Grandma Perkins we could bundle her up; and Barbara might even ferget her teeth." Drusilla settled back among the cushions and mused upon the joy she could give with this new wonder machine that was hers to do with as she wished, and the frightened look died from her face and a happy smile seemed trying to crowd the wrinkles from the corners of her mouth.
Don't go rubbin' it in, kid!" protested Mr. McCorquodale hastily. "Y'r lamp's quit smokin', aint it? Ferget it. Them two guys I was with that night was a couple o' bums as was workin' fer Nickleby on a job an' I was just stringin' 'm along nice when you comes buttin' in an' rings down the curtain on me, see. I's workin' fer Brady then.
The Mayor grinned; "Tex Benton, hain't you had no bringin' up whatever? That was a pretty throw but it's onrespectable, no mor'n what it's respectable to call the Mayor of a place by his first name to a public meetin'." "I plumb ferget myself, your Honour," laughed the cowpuncher as he coiled his rope. "Fact is, I learnt to rope mares back in Texas, an' I ain't " "Yip-e-i-e!" "Ropin' mares!"
At the station they had to have another "wet" in the refreshment room, and by the time the train was due to start a good many were "canned up." Boozy voices yelled out "'S long way... Tipper-airy..." "Good-bye, Bill... 'ave... 'nother swig?" "Don't ferget ter write, Bill..." "Aw-right, Liz... Good-bye, Albert..." We were locked in the carriage.
She won't easy ferget what yo' done told her, an' ... an' I couldn't bear fer ter lose her." "I'm sorry. I spoke without thinking that it might result in her becoming discontented," answered Don.
Johnny struggled up to declare passionately. "You give that here, Bud Norris. Worry sorry they don't even rhyme!" "Aw, ferget that stuff! Witless wight's all right, ain't it? I claim Mary V's some poetry writer. Don't you go actin' up jealous. She ain't got the jingle, mebby, but she shore is there with the big idee."
Tip O'Farrell was another invaluable aide. He had one brief encounter, on enlistment, with the health officer. "You ought to be in jail," said Dr. Merritt. "What fer?" demanded O'Farrell. "Smuggling out bodies without a permit." "Ferget it," advised the politician. "I tried my way, an' it wasn't good enough. Now I'll try yours. You can't afford to jug me." "Why can't I?"
So, there now, take this pickerel to yer grandma, and tell her that ye took it out of the net yerself, and don't ferget to give her my compliments." Parson Dan and Mrs. Royal were greatly interested in the story Rod had to tell them that evening of his experiences during the day. It seemed hardly possible that cranky Captain Josh could become such an interesting companion to a little boy.
"It's a bit sticky," said Shorty, "but it's 'ot, an' not 'arf bad w'en you gets used to it. Now, another thing you don't want to ferget is this: W'en yer movin' up fer yer week in the first line, always bring a bundle o' firewood with you. They ain't so much as a match-stick left in the trenches. Then you wants to be savin' of it.
Gael, I can't ferget him, even for hatin'. That brand on my shoulder, it's all healed, but my heart's so hurted, it's so hurted. An' when I come to thinkin' of how kind an' comfortin' you are an' what you've been a-doin' fer me, why, then, at the same time, I can't help but thinkin' that you killed my Pierre. You killed him.
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