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But Nana was still gaining ground, and now Valerio II was distanced, and she was heading the race, with Spirit two or three necks behind. The rolling thunder of voices had increased. They were coming in; a storm of oaths greeted them from the landau. "Gee up, Lusignan, you great coward! The Englishman's stunning! Do it again, old boy; do it again! Oh, that Valerio! It's sickening! Oh, the carcass!
You stand pretty near the head of your class, and everybody knows you're a corking good wireless operator." "I can tell well enough what will happen, Lew. The minute I'm out of high school, I'll have to go to work with Dad in Miller's factory. Gee! How I hate the place!
Fine! Am I going to hear you play? All over? Alas! Marjorie Mac Tennan! Gee, but you look sweet! If Mrs. Witla weren't watching me, I'd kiss you. Oh, the pretty bonnet! And Frederick Allen! My word! What are you trying to grab off, Allen? I'm on to you. No bluffs! Nix! Nix! Why, Mrs. Schenck delighted! Angela, why didn't you tell me Mrs. Schenck was coming? I'd have been home at three."
"You haven't given it a fair trial yet. It was regulated too much. Let me try my hand at it. There, that's it, betwixt and between. Now, lather again and try it." This time the unmistakable sand-papery sound of hair-severing could be heard. "How is it?" she fluttered anxiously. "It gets the ouch! hair," Billy grunted, frowning and making faces. "But it gee! say! ouch! pulls like Sam Hill."
The Interpreter replied in the same manner and, with a smiling nod to the children, Billy returned to the garden in the rear of the house. Tiny Maggie's eyes were big with wonder. "Gee!" breathed Bobby. "He sure enough can't talk, can he?" "No," returned the Interpreter. "Poor Billy has never spoken a word." "Gee!" said Bobby again. "An' can't he hear nothin, neither?"
Gee, all sorts of things happen in a house like this! Before long we'll 'phone Isaacs to come along and look at the pearls. Chuff's got a 'phone in his room, you know." Clo knew also. She had good reason to know, and that Chuff had lent his telephone book to "Jake." She feared that the pair in the next room might take alarm at the sound of voices, and therefore she cautiously subdued her own.
He leaned over the front of the car and hit the horse a loud slap, with the ends of his reins. "Gee! You bet Eb Flanders is madder than a settin' hen!" "Who is he?" said I. Which was guile on my part. "He's constable. He caught the burglars, y'know, right in the face 'n eyes of two policemen from Lanesport. An' when they got away, Eb pretty near bust his biler.
"What are you two planning?" inquired Lorelei. "Nothing. Max drops in regularly; he used to be sweet on me." Lilas completed her make-up, then fidgeted nervously. "Gee!" she presently exclaimed, "I'm tired of this business. We're fools to stay in it. Think of Atlantic City on a night like this, or the mountains. This heat has completely unstrung me."
Let me tell you there isn't a private school in the state that's got as swell a bunch as we got in Gamma Digamma this year. There's two fellows that their dads are millionaires. Say, gee, I ought to have a car of my own, like lots of the fellows." Babbitt almost rose. "A car of your own! Don't you want a yacht, and a house and lot? That pretty nearly takes the cake!
And Westy had gone and spoiled it all and, gee, that's one word I don't like slacker. When I got to the other landing I started following that trail. If you think Westy had anything to do with it, you're mighty mistaken, because he didn't. He always wore scout shoes, I knew that. Well, believe me, that trail was a cinch and I could follow it as easy as a clothes line.
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