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Landlord, boots, and chambermaid, overwhelmed me with exclamations, surmises, and incoherent summaries of the night’s news. There had been an outbreak. Lieber Herr, a revolution! One entire house razed to the ground. “Hep! hep!” that is the old cry, “Down with the Jews!” All their bones would be made powder of. Tremendous funeral of Kugelblitz. Students on their way in a body from Heidelberg.
The cracker popped an inch above the off lead mule's cringing haunch twenty feet before. "You can't stop hyar! Can't hold the rest of the train. Joe! Baldy! Hep with you!" The team straightened out; he restored me the whip. His wrath subsided, for in less dudgeon he addressed her. "Want to ride, do ye?" "I did, sir." "Wall, in Gawd's name ride, then. But we don't stop for passengers."
"The servant problem won't delay my wedding," he chortled; "if there wasn't a cook left in the world we wouldn't care; we're going to be vegetarians because we're going to live in the Garden of Eden." "Tush!" I snickered. "Tush, yourself!" said Hep. "Oh, tush, both of you," said Peaches; "John said that very thing to me three weeks before we were married."
"I'm telling you all this, Hep, just to prove that Fate is kind while it delays your wedding until some genius invents an automatic cook made of aluminum and electricity." Hep laughed and shook his head.
One tong used revolvers of a certain make; the other of a different make. The bullet which had killed Bertha Curtis and later Nichi Moto was from a pistol like that of the Hep Sings.
Perhaps, in order to whet the appetite of his royal mistress, he chose to parade beneath her windows in company of Suzanne Bloch, known as Suze the Red. "Hep! hep, then!" The horse, a high trotter with slim legs, just such a horse as a cocotte would care to own, recovered from its swerve and resumed its proper place with dancing steps, graceful pawings executed on the same spot without advancing.
He insisted upon taking my pulse and listening to my heart beats, but when he attempted to turn my eyelids back to see if I had a touch of the glanders every germ in my body rose in rebellion and together we chased Hep out of the room. The next calamity was Teddy Pearson, who had an apartment on the floor above us.
As fer you, Mister, we 'low your health'll be some better back where you come from; an' we aim t' hep you leave this neck o' th' woods right sudden. Open up, now, an' turn that there feller over t' us; an' we'll let you off easy like. If you don't, we'll bust in th' door, an' make you both dance t' th' same tune. There won't be ary thing under you t' dance on, nuther."
"Now guide right! Hep, hep, hep parade rest here you are! And here's the blank you write it on. Now go to it!" "I er but I'm not quite sure," protests Ferdie, peelin' off one of his chamois gloves, "I'm not quite sure of just what I ought to say." "That bein' the case," says I, "it's lucky you ran into me, ain't it? Now what's the argument?" Course it was a harrowin' crisis.
A practised publicist, a trained lawyer, a not unsuccessful comedy writer, converted to racial self-consciousness by the "Hep, Hep" of Vienna, and hurried into unforeseen action by his own paper-scheme of a Jewish State, he has, perhaps, at last and not unreluctantly found himself as a leader of men.
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