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"Girlsh shed you insul' me! I shay lie! I 'pol'gize!" "All right," said the waiter. The man sat down. He felt a sleepy but strong desire to straighten things out and have a perfect understanding with everybody. "Nell, I allus trea's yeh shquare, din' I? Yeh likes me, don' yehs, Nell? I'm goo' f'ler?" "Sure," said the woman. "Yeh knows I'm stuck on yehs, don' yehs, Nell?"
It was during one of these panting tugs uphill, that Jacky saw fit to slap a fellow coaster, a little, snub-nosed girl with a sniffling cold in her head, and all muffled up in dirty scarves. Instantly Maurice, striding in among the children, took his son by the arm, and said, sharply: "Young man, apologize! Quick! Or I'll take you home!" Jacky gaped. "Pol'gize?" "Say you're sorry! Out with it.
Naughty lil' girl! 'Pol'gize! Good Ole Fred! Bes' pal ev' man had, Mar-shella! Going t' Newze-eeelan'! All 'lone way from 'smother way from Ole Country! Give him kish, ole girl no ill-feeling " Ole Fred got up unsteadily, grinning, and lurched towards her muttering, "No, no ill-feeling." She realized what he was going to do, and suddenly felt that she could not live any longer.
"Well, zen," said the man, resolutely, "I'm go' 'pol'gize!" When the waiter came, the man struggled to the middle of the floor. "Girlsh shed you insul' me! I shay damn lie! I 'pol'gize!" "All right," said the waiter. The man sat down. He felt a sleepy but strong desire to straighten things out and have a perfect understanding with everybody.
Looking straight into Arabella's eyes, he said: "I guess I'm a gentleman, so I'll 'pol'gize; if I was just a boy I wouldn't, though." Arabella was fully equal to a reply. "I'm as much a lady as you are a gentleman, so I'll say I oughtn't to have laughed, but I won't say I'm sorry."
"Din' he insul' me?" asked the man earnestly. "No," said they. "Of course he didn't! He's all right!" "Sure he didn' insul' me?" demanded the man, with deep anxiety in his voice. "No, no! We know him! He's a good fellah. He didn't mean anything." "Well, zen," said the man, resolutely, "I'm go' 'pol'gize!" When the waiter came, the man struggled to the middle of the floor.
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