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Only an expression of half-incredulous wonder and delight beamed from her widely opened blue eyes and was emphasized in the rounding of the little mouth. "Why," she cried, and now there was softness enough in the cooing notes, "my Gawd! It looks as though you had actually been workin'!" The sarcasm was without effect on the dull sensibilities of the officer.
"Some of 'em's bin 'ere since six this mornin'. Gawblimey, you'd think they was givin' awy prizes. I dunno wot the 'ell I come for. I jus' did, sort of!..." Some one standing by, turned to a recruiting sergeant and whispered something to him, pointing to the guttersnipes in the queue. "Fight!" said the recruiting sergeant. "Gawd love you, guv'nor, they'd fight 'ell's blazes, them chaps would!"
He wiggled his toes luxuriously and laughed. "Gawd," said he. "Think o' that old skinflint buying nearly two bottles of whiskey! Bet that'll lay heavy on his mind for as much as a month. What you lookin' at me like that for?" "Yeah, I'd ask if I was you. I shore would. What was yore bright idea of tellin' Luke Tweezy we were gonna ride for Jack Harpe so's to watch him?" "So he'd know it."
"All right, old son," said my friend good-humouredly; "about turn! I've got a drop in the bottle, but me an' my mate sails to-morrow, an' it's the last." "Gawd bless yer!" growled the fireman; and the three of us an odd trio, truly turned about, retracing our steps.
When at 8 P.M. a banquet was served to 250 guests in the Radcliffe Library, the upper gallery being open to a crawling public to see the lions feed, Harris, watching thence the unattainable under the blue of the canopy blue always in honour of the Sea thought within himself: "Ah, Mr. 76, you've got it all, ain't you? for the time being. But 'ow'd you feel if I had a pistol now? Gawd!
"Let that show ye that I'm square till I have to be otherwise. But I'm a desp'rit' man, Nute. I'm goin' to take that train." He brandished his fist at a trail of smoke up behind the spruces. "Gawd pity the man that gits in my way!" "Somethin' has happened to his mind all of a sudden," whispered Mr. Wade. "He ought to be took care of till he gits over it.
An' Gawd Ermoughty knows I'se gwine always prohibit jes' de same care ob de fambly an' de silver!" When they were gone came the leave-taking of the guests, of all who were not to sleep that night at Greenwood. Maury Stafford was to stay, and Mr. Corbin Wood.
"Tusk, do you want to go to hell?" "Shucks," he spat contemptuously, "hell ain't got nothin' on a feller like me!" "Then do you want to go to the penitentiary?" "Fer Gawd sake," he sprang back, "what you mean?" "Just this: You tell Tom that this blackmail has got to stop! Understand the word? Blackmail! Let it soak in well, Tusk: Blackmail!
If there's any concern it's “the boss he should worry.” He must know how every night girls depart never to cross those portals again, so help them Gawd. Every morning a new handful is broken in, to stay there a week or two, if that long, and take to their heels. Praise be the labor turnover, as long as we have such brassworks.
"I dun'no', suh!" It was a gasping whisper. The master gripped her shoulder, and with a maddened roar he cried her name "Aggie!" The woman sank down. Perhaps his grasp forced her down. "'Fo' Gawd!" she cried "'fo Gawd, Mass Johnnie, I dun'no'!" holding up beseeching hands between herself and the awful glare of his eyes. "I'll tell you, suh, Mass Johnnie, I'll tell you!" crouching away from him.
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