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Isn't it all the same to you what he is? Are you in love with him, or what?" "Well, I am in love with him!" "Well, and you're a fool. And the one with the badge in his cap, the lame one are you in love with him too?" "Well, what of it? I respect him very much. He is very respectable." And with the contractor? And with Antoshka-Kartoshka? And with the fat actor? Oo-ooh, you shameless creature!"

"Be careful," he shouted once more, and hardly were the words out of his mouth when, thump! there was the sound of a heavy fall in front of him, followed by the long "F-f-f-f-f" of a breath indrawn with pain and afterwards by a very sincere, "Oo-ooh!" Denis was almost pleased; he had told them so, the idiots, and they wouldn't listen. He trotted down the slope towards the unseen sufferer.

All day a faint odor of violets clung to him and spread itself subtly about the counting-house, and the fellows noticed it and sniffed. And, oh, how they chaffed him. "Um-m-m. You been rolling in a bed of violets, Ranny?" And "Oo-ooh, what price violets?" And "You might tell us her name, old chappie, if you won't give the address." Till his life was a burden to him.

Man, Jock Goudie has won the C.B." "Jock Goudie" an envious bodie will pucker as if he had never heard the name "Jock Goudie? Wha's he for a Goudie? Oh ay, let me see now. Oo-ooh, I ken him fine. His grannie keepit a sweetie-shop in Strathbungo." There you have the "nesty" Scotsman. So, too, on lower grounds, would his wife's sluttishness.

Now I must tell you, that your Liubka is trash, a thief, and sick with syphilis! None of our good guests wanted to take her; and anyway, if you had not taken her, then we would have thrown her out to-morrow! I will also tell you, that she had to do with the porter, with policemen, with janitors, and with petty thieves. Congratulations on your lawful marriage!" "Oo-ooh! Vermin!"

Will you would you mind giving your old uncle a hug with with both your arms?" The boy complied. "There, there!" Mostyn said. "Once more tight tight! Hug me tight!" The child obeyed. "Oo-ooh!" he cried, as he relaxed his tense pressure. "Thank you thank you!" Mostyn kissed him; then he was silent. With one hand on Mostyn's cheek the boy leaned forward and peered into his face curiously.