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'And the raight on't too, said Mr. Bates, 'for she hasn't the cut of a gell as must work for her bread; she's as nesh an' dilicate as a paich-blossom welly laike a linnet, wi' on'y joost body anoof to hold her voice. But long before Tina had reached this stage of her history, a new era had begun for her, in the arrival of a younger companion than any she had hitherto known.
There was a vacant space, of no inconsiderable dimensions, left in the decanter. Mr. Bishopriggs gravely filled it up from the water-bottle. "Eh! it's joost addin' ten years to the age o' the wine. The turtle-doves will be nane the waur and I mysel' am a glass o' sherry the better. Praise Providence for a' its maircies!"
The world has been rinnin' after a red rag of a Frenchman; but he was nothing to William the Silent. When Pheelip of Spain sent his Duke of Alva to squelch those Dutchmen they joost squelched him like a rotten egg aye, they did." I asked him why he didn't visit America, and told him that I had observed his name registered at Ambleside, on Lake Windermere.
"It's joost the bonny young leddy Miss Blanche hersel'." An irrepressible cry of horror burst from Anne. The landlady set it down to the lightning, which flashed into the room again at the same moment. "Eh, mistress! ye'll find Miss Blanche a bit baulder than to skirl at a flash o' lightning, that gait! Here she is, the bonny birdie!" exclaimed Mrs.
Julia had been looking back, but from the other side; and because she had been looking back and remembering much happiness and simplicity here, she was so grieved for one at least who dwelt here that her eyes were full of tears. Joost saw them when, on the stopping of the carriage, she turned. "Do not weep," he said; "you must not weep for me." "I am so sorry," she said; "so dreadfully sorry!"
The exhausted Peck leaned against the sturdy guardian of the law and sighed. This was the final straw. He had about ten dollars in his possession. "You refuse, absolutely, to accept my check?" he quavered. "I don't know you, Mr. Peck," Herman Joost replied simply. "Where's your telephone?" Mr. Joost led Peck to the telephone and the latter called up Mr. Skinner. "Mr.
"And not once, Pedro Garcia," he went on, "do I keeck about thot-a horse is a horse! But I haf coom to you before! And I haf coom to you now! I must got a horse quick! And I bringin' thot horse back joost thee same as I'm gettin' thot horse in good condition better because everybody is knowin. I feed a horse better than you feed a horse and I'm cleanin' the horse once in a while, too!"
"Oh, I've known that tune for years," was the reply. "It's called 'The Devil's joy at Sabbath Breaking." "You're a liar!" cried the negro. The stranger bowed and burst into a roar of laughter. "A liar!" repeated Joost, "for I made up dat music dis very minute." "Yet you notice that I could follow when you played." "Humph! Yes, you can follow." "And I can lead, too.
Arter climbing a short way he cooms to a hole i' rocks, joost big enough vor to squeeze through, but once inside it opened out into a big cave. A chap had struck a loight, and there war ten or twelve more on us thar. 'We had better wait another five minutes, says one, 'to see if any more cooms along. Arter that the tide ull be too high.
During this intermission McTeague and his party had "refreshments." Mrs. Sieppe and Trina had Queen Charlottes, McTeague drank a glass of beer, Owgooste ate the orange and one of the bananas. He begged for a glass of lemonade, which was finally given him. "Joost to geep um quiet," observed Mrs. Sieppe.
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