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They found the gates of the malgamite works shut, but the door-keeper, knowing Cornish to be a person of authority, threw them open and directed the driver to wait outside till the gentlemen should return. The works were quiet and every door was closed. "Is it mixing-day?" asked Cornish. "Every day is mixing-day now, mein Herr, and there are some who work all night as well.
At last he extended a fore-finger and thumb and rubbed a five pound note between them, as though to convince himself of its reality, after which he began to gyrate round the table in a sort of war dance, never taking his eyes from the heap of influence in front of him. "Mein Gott!" he exclaimed, "Gnadiger Vater! Ach Himmel! Was fur eine Schatze!
But she is forced to sing in time with "Mein lieber Augustin." Her melody passes in a sort of foolish way into Augustin; she yields and dies away. And only by snatches there is heard again: "Qu'un sang impur..." But at once it passes very offensively into the vulgar waltz. She submits altogether.
Claude rushed for a bucket of water and dashed it in the old woman's face. He flooded her with slashings of it, especially after he saw her open her eyes, ending by emptying the bucket in her face. He was a little malicious about that. The mother sat up soon, wet, scared, bewildered, gasping. "Mein Gott! Mein Gotd Ich bin ertrinken!"
He was half-way down the aisle when the opening words of my address caught up with him and stopped him. Whatever their meaning may have been, it was at least carried to the far ends of that great hall, for the old fellow had piqued me a bit and I had given my voice its fullest volume. He crowded into an already over-occupied pew and stared at me with goggling eyes. "Mein Gott!" he gasped.
"Traitorous villain! sell his king and his country for gold!" "Mein Gott, yes." "You're sure it was fifty guineas, corporal?" "Mein Gott, yes." "Ah, well, Mr Vanslyperken, we shall see," said the widow, drying her eyes. "Yes, yes, Mr Vanslyperken, you shall be hanged, and your cur with you, or my name's not Vandersloosh." "Mein Gott, yes," replied the corporal.
"Excuse me, mein Herr, but I heard water splashing and I thought you were at breakfast." Jim had adopted the fashion of talking derogatorily in English to Germans who, not understanding, usually agreed with his sentiments. This always amused him and satisfied his injured feelings. "That's the way with you Germans. When you hear a noise, you think someone is eating."
Cibot to her husband, "for here is M. Schmucke's dinner all ready for him." As she spoke she covered the deep earthenware dish with a plate; and, notwithstanding her age, she climbed the stair and reached the door before Schmucke opened it to Pons. "Vat is de matter mit you, mein goot friend?" asked the German, scared by the expression of Pons' face.
"And where was he when you were at the washer-woman's." "He was here and dere." "I know that it was he who killed and buried the dog, corporal." Corporal Van Spitter started; he thought he was discovered. "Kilt and perryed! mein Gott!" said the corporal, obliged to say something. "Yes, I overheard the men say so on deck, corporal.
These reduced me at once to submission, and I am almost ashamed to confess that either through pain or vexation, there came a few tears into my eyes. "Mein Gott!" said the Angel of the Odd, apparently much softened at my distress; "mein Gott, te man is eder ferry dronk or ferry zorry. You mos not trink it so strong you mos put te water in te wine.
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