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Only Sir Thomas used words far more terrific than dash, for this distinguished cavalry officer swore very freely. "He amuses me; he's such a mischievous little devil," says good-natured Charley Heavyside. "It takes very little to amuse you," remarks Fogey. "You don't, Fogey," answers Charley. "I know every one of your demd old stories, that are as old as my grandmother. How-dy-do, Barney?"
What you want to do is this put on your duds and go out for an hour. It's a perfectly grand day out. My Gaud! How the sun does shine! Clear and cold. Well, much obliged for the conversation. Don't I get a 'Good-morning, or a 'How-dy-do, or a something of that sort?" "I'm tired, Elfie, and blue terribly blue."
Let's have a game at piquet till dinner, Heavyside. Hallo! That's my uncle, that tall man with the mustachios and the short trousers, walking with that boy of his. I dare say they are going to dine in Covent Garden, and going to the play. How-dy-do, Nunky?" and so the worthy pair went up to the card-room, where they sate at piquet until the hour of sunset and dinner arrived.
So we've got to close the house and go back north, and live very cheaply till better times. So I've got to begin packing. So I can't ride this afternoon. Isn't it all a beastly shame? But please drop in and say how-dy-do just the same, and don't mind if you have to sit on a trunk. And please be a little sorry because I'm going away and we can't have any more rides.
Then it was “How-dy-do, Mr. Owl!” and “I hope you’re well to-day!” And when Solomon Jasper, that bold fellow always felt quite uneasy; and he was glad when Solomon Owl looked away. If Solomon Owl chanced to hoot on those occasions, Jasper Jay would jump almost out of his bright blue coat. Then Solomon’s deep laughter would echo mockingly through the woods.
Bea was too much overcome to welcome any one to her new home, and nearly gave way to tears when Huldah was seen bowing ecstatically in the back-ground, and saying over and over: "Welcome home, Mrs. Barnett, how-dy-do?" "This is where Uncle Ridley and Olive were last night," cried Jean excitedly, throwing open the parlor door, and pushing Mrs. Barnett in. "Just look!"
Pendennis!" a voice broke in here it was that of a young man in a large white coat with a red neckcloth, over which a dingy short collar was turned, so as to exhibit a dubious neck with a large pin of bullion or other metal, and an imaginative waistcoat with exceedingly fanciful glass buttons, and trowsers that cried with a loud voice, "Come look at me and see how cheap and tawdry I am; my master, what a dirty buck!" and a little stick in one pocket of his coat, and a lady in pink satin on the other arm "How-dy-do Forget me, I dare say?
PERCHED on top of Rusty Wren's tin house, Miss Kitty Cat had been enjoying herself thoroughly, while the birds made a great how-dy-do and tried in vain to frighten her away. When she heard all at once an unexpected meaow she showed that it startled her. "A cat!" cried Miss Kitty. "I didn't suppose there was another cat for miles around."
Virginia sat upright, and patted her skirts with a gesture of annoyance what she felt was anger, resentment. Suddenly she rose, swept past Mammy, and met him ten paces from the summer house. "How-dy-do, Miss Virginia," he cried pleasantly. "Your father had a notion you might be here." He said fayther. Virginia gave him her hand limply. Her greeting would have frozen a man of ardent temperament.
"How-dy-do? Mr. Livingstone, I 's'pose, it comes more natural to say cousin John, I've heard Miss Nichols and Aunt Nancy talk of you since I was knee high, and seems as how you must be related. How is the old lady, and Helleny, too? I don't see 'em here, though I thought, at fust, this might be her," nodding to Anna. Mr.
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