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Why didn't she come out and tell us when we went to her and I told her she must get off the place? Why didn't you tell me, Judge, before now why didn't you give me a hint before now?" "Honey, I couldn't. I was under a solemn promise not to tell a promise that I've jest now broken. On the whole I think I'm glad I did break it. . . . Lemme see ef I kin remember in her own words whut she said to us?
"Yes, he sent me this note, and " "Lemme see it." For a moment I fancied there would be a change in the atmosphere, now; but this idea was premature. The big man was examining the note searchingly under the gas-jet. A glance showed me that he had it upside down disheartening evidence that he could not read. "Is ut his own handwrite?" "Yes he wrote it himself." "He did, did he?" "Yes." "H'm.
Lemme see I was chased seven times by big dogs that was set on me, shot at three times" "Why, poor Bog!" interrupted Pet; "you wern't hurt, I hope?" "No, Miss Minford; I wasn't hurt," answered Bog, looking her in the face for the first time since he entered the house, "though I got one through my old cap." "I'm so glad it was no worse, Bog."
Gibney, beginning to expand, "is what the feller calls a relative proposition " "You're wrong, Gib," interposed Captain Scraggs. "Relatives is unlucky an' expensive. Take, f'r instance, Mrs. Scraggs's mother " "I mean, you lunkhead," said Mr. Gibney, "that luck is found where brains grow. No brains, no luck. No luck, no brains. Lemme illustrate.
He's that slick-looking, little fat fellow that's a cousin to Mamie Grant up in the ready-to-wears. He was down here talking to me the other day." "I seen him." "Gee! you ought to feel yourself in his Mercury Six. 'Lemme die, I says to him the last time I was in it.
"For the lova Christ and the twelve apostles, including that piker Judas," woefully intoned Old Jimmie from the model's chair, "lemme get down off this platform!" "Move and I'll wipe my palette off on that Mardi Gras vest of yours!" grunted the big painter autocratically through his mouthful of brushes.
Lemme tell you they hain't a finer folks on earth, bar nobody. They don't show much outside, but the insides is right.
Thomas Marvel, rising sharply to his feet. "Where are yer? Alarmed, indeed!" "Don't be alarmed," repeated the Voice. "You'll be alarmed in a minute, you silly fool," said Mr. Thomas Marvel. "Where are yer? Lemme get my mark on yer... "Are yer buried?" said Mr. Thomas Marvel, after an interval. There was no answer. Mr. Thomas Marvel stood bootless and amazed, his jacket nearly thrown off.
"Well, here's Maurice Levy gone and seen part of the secrets," said Sam, in a voice of equal plaintiveness. "Yes; and I bet he was listenin' out here, too!" "Lemme up!" begged Maurice, half stifled. "I didn't do any harm to your old secrets, did I? Anyways, I just as soon be 'nishiated myself. I ain't afraid. So if you 'nishiate me, what difference will it make if I did hear a little?"
"Your tickets and drawing-room reservation. It's a nice little place up in Vermont quiet, refined, comfortable, all that sort of thing. Train at 10:45." "Oh!" says I. "Then that's all right. Lemme see, where's that other sock?" Say, I'd even forgot who all I'd asked to be on hand. That was what I was checkin' up when I rode past Auntie's floor on the elevator.
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