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"Perhaps some of these gentlemen " Tap began, looking at the group by the doorway. "Our money's on him," Palmer Billy shouted, slapping Tony on the back. "And mine's on the other man," Walker said quickly; and a moment later a babel of confusion reigned as each man sought to make the other one put up the stakes.
I don't know what you'd call it, but I think you know why I've told it to you. There's a splendor about it and a glory. To do one's job isn't that the big thing, after all? Meantime, mine's waiting for me on the other side of this desk. He has laid hands on every article in the room at least three times, and for the last few minutes has been groaning very loud.
But mine's only bronchial. I think it might do me good. I shall tell Grace about it." Barlow looked troubled, as if his success in the suggestion of this remedy were not finally a pleasure; but as Mrs. Maynard kept her eyes persistently turned from him, and was evidently tired, he had nothing for it but to go in-doors again. He met Grace, and made way for her on the threshold to pass out.
"Mine's not," replied Prescott, "and I'm not due for the dance with anybody, so I think I'll stay a little longer." "All right; I must go." Talbot went in, leaving his friend alone beside the house. Prescott continued to smoke the unfinished cigar, but that was not his reason for staying.
Connell, I think this whiskey is better than my four-year old, that I bought at the auction the other day, although Dan says mine's better. Between ourselves, that Dan is a clever, talented young fellow; and if he happens upon a steady, sensible wife, there is no doubt but he will die a respectable man. But, by the by, Mrs.
In this Christian temper of making the best of all occurrences, our travellers alighted at the Hawes. Sir, they do scandal me upon the road here! A poor quotidian rack of mutton roasted Dry to be grated! and that driven down With beer and butter-milk, mingled together. It is against my freehold, my inheritance. Wine is the word that glads the heart of man, And mine's the house of wine.
"Now, John, don't ye talk like that, for I won't stand it. Don't you go for to set me up again with excusin' of me. I'm a nasty conceited cat, I am and all for nothing but mean pride." "Mind ye, ye're mine now, Alice; an' what's mine's mine, an' I won't have it abused.
Sunger did not do this with every one, either, and Jack felt more interest in the newcomer on that account. "Now, let's see what we have here," the man went on, as he lifted the pony's lame foot. "Oh, my name's Ryan," he added, as an afterthought. "And mine's Jack Bailey," said our hero, completing the introduction. "Glad to meet you.
"Just as if the mountain had been cracked, and both sides of the crack matched, only sometimes they were two feet apart, and sometimes twenty or more, making big chambers." "Yes; some of our mine's like that," said Mark thoughtfully. "I say, enemy: think they set any sentries?" "No, I don't believe they would."
Then: "Listen," he said in his hoarse voice. "It ain't your claim any more than mine. You've covered it different, that's all. Yours was always the petticoat lay. Mine's slower but safer. Is anyone else in with you?" "No." "Then we'll double up. Now I'll tell you something. I was backing out." "What? You were going to quit?" "I was." "Why?"
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