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He bumped down on the thwart opposite the waterman, and thrust at the oars. "Row, man, row!" he urged. "The Gallopin Gent's got through." The colour of apple-blossom, coming and going in the lad's cheek, died away, and left him pale. He was a splendid stripling, sun in his hair, sun in his eyes; with something of the lank grace of the fawn about him.
But I could, it I'm disposed to become a disturbin' element or goes out to cut loose cantankerous an' dispootatious in another gent's game, have showed him the French experiences that Moscow time is Sunday school excursions compared with these trips the boys makes when on the breath of that blizzard they swings south with their herds.
'A gentleman to see you, sir, says I. 'Why, devil burn your miserable carcass! say 'e, 'didn't I tell you as I'd see nobody? 'Ay, but this 'ere gent's a-sayin' 'e 'as a message from George, sir. My master raised both clenched fists above 'is 'ead an' swore ah! better than I'd heard for many a long day. 'Ows'ever, downstairs 'e goes, cursin' on every stair. In a time 'e comes back.
"Ten bob," he bargained; "an' you runnin' awye with th' stuffy ol' gent's fair darter? Come now, guvner, is it gen'rous? Myke it a quid an' " "A pound then. Will you hurry?" By way of answer the fellow scrambled hastily up to the box and snatched at the reins. "Ck! Gee-e hup!" he cried sonorously. By now the mews had wakened to the fact of the presence of a "toff" in its midst.
"Of doing him violence," replied the Prophet, impressively. "What is the gent's name?" said Mr. Sagittarius, in great agitation. "His name! Nomen volens!" added Madame. "That," said the Prophet, "I prefer not to say at present." "But why should he desire to ?" "Because you are a prophet." "There, Jupiter!" cried Madame, with flushed spitefulness. "What have I always said!
What I mean is, the first act scene is laid in an hotel of sorts, at about three in the afternoon. What ought I to wear, do you think?" I wasn't feeling fit for a discussion of gent's suitings. "You'd better consult Jeeves," I said. "A hot and by no means unripe idea! Where is he?" "Gone back to the kitchen, I suppose." "I'll smite the good old bell, shall I? Yes? No?" "Right-o!"
"Because he's shaved off all of that beard and part of his eyebrows they used to meet plumb in the middle, remember till a body would hardly know him. I didn't. I knowed they was somethin' familiar about him, but I couldn't tell what till you mentioned Pap and the town together. Then I knowed. Yeah, Bull, this gent's the same Bill Smith Pap picked up on the trail.
Somehow little silly things were as big and as important as the main thing that I could never be the real wife of Jude Cartwright. Can you understand?" "Jig, once when I had a deer under my trigger I let him go because he had a funny-shaped horn. Sure, it's the little things that run a gent's life. Go on!" "I knew that I had to escape. But how could I escape in a place where everybody knew me?
They said they needed it. They had traced the old gent's movements to where he boarded a tramp fruit steamer bound for South America that same morning with his daughter and a big gripsack all the family he had. "One of the directors had his steam yacht coaled and with steam up, ready for the trip; and he turned her over to me, cart blongsh.
"No, ma'am; who's to pay for a doctor? The young gent's been and popped all his things for the play and the drink; and I haven't myself so much as a brass farden to get a mouthful o' meat with." "Oh, will any one run for a doctor?" implored the miserable mother. "Here, my good woman," taking out a shilling, "give this to somebody to fetch a doctor; quick oh, don't lose a moment."
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