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Yours shpiritual; mine shpirituous. Joke, see! Play on wor'd. Shpiritual shpirituous." "You're intoxicated, sir," Perkin's told him sternly. "Betcherlife I am, old cock! Ever get shp shp shpiflicated yourself?" "Go home and go to bed, sir!" "Whaffor? 'S early yet. 'S reasonable man I ask whaffor?" The professor turned away, but Jeff caught at his sleeve. "Lesh not go to bed. Lesh talk economicsh."
"Pard, heah's to the old Cimarron," said Blinky, as they drank again. Pan had no response. Memory of the Cimarron only guided his flying mind over the ranges to Las Animas. They drank and drank. Blinky's tongue grew looser. "Hold your tongue, damn you," said Pan. "Imposshiblity. Lesh have another." "One more then. You're drunk, cowboy." "Me drunk? No shir, pard.
Ant tat vill be you." "Thank you," said Ishmael, smiling. "Ant tere vill pe von lesh Sherman Shew in te vorlt. Ant tat vill pe me." "Oh, I hope there is no danger of such a calamity. Good-night!" said Ishmael, smiling upon his admirer and withdrawing from the cabin.
I heard My Lady utter a little gasp, as she sat more erect; and here he was, espying us readily enough with that uncanny precision of a drunken man, his bottle to the fore. "Have a smile, you two. Wouldn't smile at station; gotto smile now. Yep. 'Ic! 'Ray for Benton! All goin' to Benton. Lesh be good fellers." "You go back to your seat, Jim," she ordered tensely.
"What's wrong, Dike?" I inquired. "Ev'thing!" he martinied; "ev'thing all wrong lesh have drink my mistake didn't think of it before. Your little son growing to be a splendid boy, Mrs. John!" "This is Stephen, my little brother, not my little son," Peaches explained; "we haven't any children," she added nervously. Dike carefully closed one eye and focussed the other on her.
When the saint told the Effendi, very secretly and minutely, how to find the hidden treasure, on that night when he knew that Allah had decreed his death, Abdul was also playing the part of a spy. He saw the servant of the honourable Sitt, he saw his ear, and how it was placed at a little aperture in the sick man's tent." Michael was silent for a few seconds. "Ma lesh!
John; can't ever have little son when I think about it I could bust right out cryin' Grief has made me almost hystalical, hystorical, hystollified I mean, I'm nervous lesh have drink!" "What's gone wrong, Dike?" I asked; "each minute you look more and more like Mona Lisa without the smile what's the trouble?" "All your fault, John," he plunged on again. "Most bew'ful girl she was, Mrs.
Allah will reward the spy according to his merits." Michael smiled. "I'm afraid it is more my nature than my piety which makes it easy for me to resign myself to the inevitable." "Ma lesh! The Effendi understates his obedience to God's will there is much good in patiently tolerating what you dislike."
Griffith went over to the swaying figure, and stared close into the pallid face and glittering, bloodshot eyes. "You damned fool!" he jerked out. "Whash whash 'at? Whash you shay, Grishsh?" "You damned idiot!" "Thash all ri'. Goo' frensh, Grishsh, youm me. Lesh hash a dro-drop." "Come on in," said the engineer. "I'll give you several drops." He shot a glance at the Englishman.
Abner, who was drunk as a king, instantly declared that "By the everlastin Jehu" he'd break the head o' the "fuss dum Nimshi" that asked for another drink, which brought the potations of the company to a sudden check. Presently Meshech Little observed: "Come long fellersh, lesh go t' the store. Whosh fraid? I ain't."
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