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Holmes seemed now in fair breath, and was always given to comparative reviews. "So I knocks and says, 'Mr. Perkins, 'ow are you feelin'? and all I could 'ear was 'temperance; it's little as 'e needs of that, for excepting a glass of wine at his dinner, and it might be somethin' 'ot before goin' to bed in winter "So I goes in," resumed Mrs.
"And n now n ot a d day without them," sighed Mrs. Dodd "But you have cost me none, my precious boy." "I'm waiting my time. Let things alone. Why hurry her into marrying Mr. Hurd or anybody? Look here; I'll keep dark to please you, if you'll keep quiet to please me." At breakfast time came a messenger with a line from Mrs.
"Always fun to see a bloke swallow a wasp when 'e's corfin' up a fly," he said pleasantly. "Don't you see you've bunged up old Smith anyhow. If this parson's tale's O.K. why, Smith is 'ot. 'E's pretty 'ot. Well, what abart this Mrs. Smith the curate talks of, with her blarsted shyness transmigogrified into a blighted sharpness? Miss Gray ain't been very sharp, but I reckon she'll be pretty shy."
Jennings gave a sort of laugh and a sniff mixed. "Ain't you pleased to see me agin?" ses Charlie. "I don't want to see you," ses Mrs. Jennings. "Wot d'ye think I want to see you for?" "Change your mind pretty quick, don't you?" ses Charlie. "It's blow 'ot and blow cold with you seemingly. Why, I've been counting the minutes till I should see you agin." Mrs.
Miss Phipps stared, Mademoiselle gave a sharp exclamation of surprise, and turned impetuously to her Principal. "The 'ot bottle! It is true. I 'ave one every night, but I thought that Ellen that one of the maids " "We have put no hot bottle in your bed, Mademoiselle.
But to return to the Hindoo; he governed his enchanted horse so well, that he arrived early next morning in a wood, near the capital of the kingdom ot Cashmeer. Being hungry, and concluding the princess was so also, he alighted in that wood, in an open part of it, and left the princess on a grassy spot, close to a rivulet of clear fresh water.
Let him be valuable if he want; it keep' him from gettin' the neck broke; but he mus'-tek-kyeh 'ow he talk'! He-mus'-tek-kyeh 'ow he stir the 'ot blood of Louisyanna!"
"There ain't no parties to-night, sir; it's too 'ot." "We're not expecting to drop into a ballroom without being asked, thank you," said Gordon. "We want to go to one of those saloons where you pay a shilling to go in. Some place where the larrikins go." "Ho! is that it, sir?" said the cabman, with a grin. "Well, I'll take you to a noo place, most selectest place I know. Git up, 'orse."
I was hangun' the wash on the line ot the time when out he comes, on all fours, hus bug head waggun' tull an' fro an' blunkun' un the sun. An' then, suddent, he talked. I was thot took a-back I near died o' fright, an' fine I knew ut then, the shakun' o' Doctor Hall's head. Talked? Never a bairn on Island McGill talked so loud an' tull such purpose. There was no mustakun' ut.
That's the date of the policy. Now let's trot inside, an' my gal Mrs. Dickey Bulmer that is to be will give you some tea." "Tea!" snorted Coke. "Well, there's whisky an' soda on tap if you prefer it. It is rather 'ot for tea. Whew! you're boilin'? W'y don't you wear looser clo'es? Look at me cool as a cucumber. By the way, 'oo's the new man you've shipped as second?
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