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Blow that Frenchy! She might have tipped me off before I made such an ass of myself. I don't say that I'd have done it so natural if I had known, but Hullo! What's that? Blowed if it ain't that blessed whistle again, and another crowd a-pelting this way; and no! yes, by Jupiter! a couple of Scotland Yard chaps with 'em. My hat! what do you suppose that means?" He knew in the next moment.

"I have very great power if I choose to use it. Do I understand you to advise me to detain you by force?" The Doctor grinned, gave a little Frenchy shrug of the shoulders, and said: "It would be treason to my country to advise you to do so, sir; but if you permit us to go, surely you cannot blame me for going. I very much prefer to stay, but only absolute force can prevent my going."

Profiting by the break in the proceedings, Lucky Broad spoke up. "Frenchy was right this kid's on the square," he declared. "I'm the gentleman who gathered his wheat at Dyea he fairly fed it to me, like he said so I guess I'm acquainted with him. We're all assembled up to mete out justice, and justice is going to be met, but, say! a sucker like this boy wouldn't KNOW enough to steal!"

"How come she's gettin' up biffore daylight, eh?" It was the bartender who made plain the facts: "She 'ain't been to bed at all, Frenchy. She's been up all night, ridin' herd on old Sam Kirby. He's drinkin', understand? He tried to get some place for her to stay, along about midnight, but there wasn't any.

He joined Frenchy in a few minutes with a basket crammed with things to eat, as well as his fishing tackle. It was not far to Bridger's float, off which the twenty-four-foot catboat, Sue Bridger, was moored. Ikey remarked: "Sometimes I almost faint when I see the change in papa. He never wanted me to have a bit of fun before. He didn't have no fun when he was a boy. He always worked.

"Nay I sha'n't, lad," growled the man, "and if you say any more about them things I shan't play. That there young Frenchy chap must be a good sort, or you wouldn't have made him your friend. Why, I'd rather hear you call me a good fellow like you did just now, and think of me, being the young Squire, as your friend, than have all the weskits in the world.

From this spot one could see no houses, owing to a bend in the river, and we were alone in a vastness of wilderness beauty, with none but Frenchy near us, who looked like a benign good soul whose gentle eyes shared in our appreciation. "I think it is your turn to try the pool," Miss Jelliffe finally said. "Not this morning," I answered.

Pere la Chaise is very curious, for many of the tombs are like small rooms, and looking in, one sees a table, with images or pictures of the dead, and chairs for the mourners to sit in when they come to lament. That is so Frenchy. Our rooms are on the Rue de Rivoli, and sitting on the balcony, we look up and down the long, brilliant street.

Alsace will be France again! We go to win her back! Yess?" "Yes," said Tom. "I only meant you belonged to Germany because you couldn't help it." "You are a lucky boy," Frenchy said earnestly. "Zare is no what you say? Mix-up; Zhermany, France, America no. You are all American!" "I got to remember that," said Tom simply. "I know some rich fellers home where I live.

Then he came back to the chart with another whack of the pointer. "Call it Moses," he growled. "Mozez," repeated "Frenchy," resignedly, but with a shake of his head over the intricacies of the English language.