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T. Tembarom in the same situation would probably have said, "This is the place where T. T. sits down a while to take breath and count things up on his fingers. I am not a sharp on arithmetic, and I need time lots of it." Mr. Hutchinson's way was to bluster irritatedly. "Aye, aye, I see that, of course, plain enough. I see that." And feel himself breaking into a cold perspiration.
"He's wiggling all of 'em!" accused the Kid sternly, and pointed to the Old Man drumming irritatedly upon his chair arms. "He don't want to help the boys, but I do. I'll help 'em get their cattle, Mr. Blake. I'm one of the bunch anyway. I'll lend 'em my string." "You've been told before not to butt in to grownup talk," his uncle reproved him irascibly. "Now you cut it out.
Then Bud began to flag, and finally he stopped and crumpled the sheet of tablet paper into a ball. Cash looked up, lifted his eyebrows irritatedly, and went on with his composition. Bud sat nibbling the end of his makeshift penholder. The obstacle that had loomed in Cash's way and had constrained him to reveal the closed pages of his life, loomed large in Bud's way also.
"They'd tease us to death, Jean, if we let Annie run us out." "It's run or be run," Jean retorted irritatedly. "I wanted to write poetry today I thought of an awfully striking sentence about the for heaven's sake, where's a shotgun?" "Jean, you wouldn't!" Rosemary, I may here explain, was very femininely afraid of guns. "She'd why, there's no telling WHAT she might do!
"I'm forever warning the men not to expose themselves," he said irritatedly, "but they forget it the next minute. They're nothing but stupid children." He spoke in much the same tone of annoyance he might have used if the man had been a clumsy servant who had broken a valuable dish.
"Dry up!" irritatedly snapped a Canadian. "Aw, cut it out, you ," groaned another. "Shut up," added McGarver, the straw-boss. "Both of you." Raging: "Gwan to bed, Pete, or I'll beat your block clean off. I mean it, see? Hear me?" Yes, Pete heard him. Doubtless the first officer on the bridge heard, too, and perhaps the inhabitants of Newfoundland.
The tracks squeaked as the car turned around the rock spire, obviously seeking them out. A large carrier, big as a truck, it stopped before them in a cloud of its own dust and the driver kicked the door open. "Get in here and fast!" the man shouted. "You're letting in all the heat." He gunned the engine, ready to kick in the gears, and looked at them irritatedly.
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