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So he called for the servant again, and proved himself a good campaigner by superintending the packing of a big basket with provisions bread and butter, cold chicken, wine, olives, and hot coffee in a thermos bottle. "The French will be in Damascus by noon tomorrow," he said. "Ha-ha! Those French and their hungry Algerians! We do well to take a good provision with us enough for two days at least.

We named him that 'cause one day when I was feedin' him with milk he nearly swallowed my silver spoon." "Ha-ha," laughed the amused soldier, and swept her up in his arms. "If we could only get rid of all their generals as easy as that we'd promise not to eat again for a week. Everything else all right?" "No, sir," said Virgie, dolefully.

"Superannuated unfit for duty unable to cope with the situation ready to be superseded? Is that about it?" To say that Senator Whitredge was startled and uncomfortable would be to put his case mildly. He had never before seen Mr. Vane in this mood. "Ha-ha!" he laughed; "the years are coming over us a little, aren't they? But I guess it isn't quite time for the youngsters to step in yet."

I haven't lived in the country all my life for nothing. Oh, Bernard, I should so like to see you rolled down into the bottom of the ha-ha. Just remain there, and we'll do it between us." Whereupon Bernard got up, as did Bell also, and they all went in to tea. Mrs Dale's Little Party The next day was the day of the party.

I'll get her by a method unknown to you men! "We'll dope her, cut off her hair, shave her scalp, and get the part of the directions for finding the gold that we lack. Then, Al, why can't you and I get the stuff, beat it, and give Hank and the other jasper the ha-ha?" "Lucy, you're getting to be a regular little devil!" Lucy shrugged and seemed rather pleased than otherwise.

Marco held the newcomer at bay until Wagner had disappeared in the direction of the town. Then, leaning over, he whispered in the ear of the rotund musician. "Ha! ho! hum! vhat? ho ho! ha ha!" "Hush!" warned Marco, with a quick glance at the constable's deputies patrolling up and down. "Will you do it?" "Vill I oh, schure! Ha-ha! ho-ho! Mister Marco, you are von chenyus."

He'd love it. He'd laugh. He'd utterly love to know he had stung me so much. And he'd utterly love to know he'd driven me to tell you. He'd think he'd love like anything to drive me to do awful things. He's tried especially these two years. He'd love to be able to point a finger at me and laugh and say, 'Ah! Ha-ha!

Then o'er the hills in legions, boys, Fair freedom's star Points to the sunset regions, boys, Ha, ha, ha-ha! My father's face shone with the light of the explorer, the pioneer. The words of this song appealed to him as the finest poetry.

The walls trembled, the ceiling was crushing her, and she passed back through the long alley, stumbling against the heaps of dead leaves scattered by the wind. At last she reached the ha-ha hedge in front of the gate; she broke her nails against the lock in her haste to open it. Then a hundred steps farther on, breathless, almost falling, she stopped.

"Yes, very true, you ARE! You ARE in need of enlightenment. A set of benighted wise virgins. Ha-ha-ha! That's good, that benighted wise virgins! What " Argyle put his red face near to Aaron's, and made a moue, narrowing his eyes quizzically as he peered up from under his level grey eyebrows. "Sit in the dark to save the lamp-oil And all no good to them. When the bridegroom cometh ! Ha-ha!