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The inscription must surely be Something-or-other Athletic Club. But what was "Er... om.. oy..."? That question staggered me. Gazing harder at it than ever, I could come to no conclusion. It was the name of a place, no doubt: but what place, I knew not. "Er"? No, "Ber": just a suspicion of a B came round the corner of a fold. If B was the first letter, I might possibly identify it.
As the man and woman continued to advance, a cry of 'Ay, oy! was heard, and the younger members leapt into the water, as the whales clustered about the lower stones, waiting. But one of the older males, in particular, showed no fear, and no sign of retreating. Kataya he knew, and trusted, and the strong man with the sheathed weapon he had seen, in the boat, far away.
I've had a dozen battles and every time I've been licked. Already four of my girls are gone. If I lose four more I can't open; I'll be ruined. Oy! Such a country! Every day a new love-affair; every day more trouble " Laure threw back her dark head and laughed in mischievous delight. "It's a fact," she told Pierce. "The best Best gets is the worst of it.
But I could see that. Confess," with accent a little derisory, "I startled you." As she spoke she leaned slightly back against the low stone wall of the churchyard; the shifting light through the leaves played over her; her eyes seemed to dance in consonance with that movement. "Perhaps," he confessed. The girl laughed again; one would have sworn there was; oy in her voice.
Just then we hears the announcer sing out through a megaphone: "'The o-o-owner of Count Nobul-l-l-l is wanted in the judge's stand! "'Oy, oy! says Joe. 'You'll need that kale you're goin' to lose your happy home. It's Katy bar the door fur yours, Bud! "'Don't worry watch me tell it to 'em, I says to Joe, as I stuffs the roll 'n' starts fur the stand. I was feelin' purty good.
And why does he come on the sly, at night, if he means to make it public himself? And if he's afraid, it means that he's afraid now, at this moment, for these few days.... Eh, don't make a mistake, Lebyadkin! "He scares me with Pyotr Stepanovitch. Oy, I'm frightened, I'm frightened! Yes, this is what's so frightening! And what induced me to blab to Liputin.
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