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"Only for a minute, Mrs. Trapes." "Supper'll be ready soon your wedding supper, eh, Mr. Geoffrey? You'll have it here with me, you an' Hermy, o' course! Smells kind o' good, don't it?" "Delicious, Mrs. Trapes!" "Delicious is the word, Mr. Geoffrey stooed beef with carrots " "And onions, Mrs. Trapes onions, I'm sure?" "Well, I'll not deny a onion here an' there, Mr. Geoffrey a stoo needs 'em."
"Ah, I knew it!" sighed Ravenslee. "I grieve that I shan't be able to eat it." "Not eat what, you? Say, y' ain't sick, are you?" "Not in body, Mrs. Trapes." "Then why no stoo?" "Because I shan't be here. I'm going, Mrs. Trapes I'm leaving Mulligan's now for good " "Leavin' y' mean with Hermy?" "No alone. Good-by, Mrs. Trapes!" "My land!" gasped Mrs. Trapes, "what you tellin' me?" "Good-by, Mrs.
"I'm glad you come at last, Miss Sybyller. The missus has been in a dreadful stoo for fear something had happened yuz. She's been runnin' in an' out like a gurrl on the look-out fer her lover, and was torkin' of sendin' me after yuz, but she went to her tea soon as she see the buggy come in sight.
"Well, yes, you sneaked back when you thought your side was going to be beaten." He looked at me fiercely, but smiled the next moment. "Plain Irish stoo to-day, sir, made out of Noo Zealand mutton, for I found the onions. There's plenty of 'em. You don't mean what you said, sir.
"Quite!" said Diana. "Absolutely!" said I. "Oh!" said the Tinker, wiping his knife upon his breeches. "Well, considering you was both so hungry, you ain't neither of you eaten dooly of this stoo as was fit for any king.
"Say, fellows," said Lin, confidingly, "I wasn't raised good enough for them dude dishes. What do yu' say! I'm after a place where yu' can mention oyster stoo without givin' anybody a fit. What do yu' say, boys?" That lighted the divine spark of brotherhood! "Ah, you come along with us we'll take yer! You don't want to go in there. We'll show yer the boss place in Market Street.
The man was encouraged to try again, this time adding to the name of the drover the single word "Musgrave ". It was a word he had evidently used before, for it was pronounced quite clearly. "Bor s Stoo bar.... Mus grave." The strange coupling of his father's name with that of the mysterious range of mountains roused sufficient interest in Sax to make him wish to reply.
"On'y I don't see anything comical in it." And then she giggled for some time. The talk and stoo went forward cheerfully. Beside the Goldnagels, on the ground floor, these two women were the doctor's only fellow lodgers, for Mister Garland, of the wanderlust, had not visited his family since the day in October, and so hardly counted.
Finding that he could not make any sound, Sax waited till the man again said the words, "Bor s Stoo bar," and then he pointed to himself several times and nodded, and then waved his hand to the Musgraves. The native grinned his understanding and again looked very closely into the white boy's face.
Every time we set down ter vittles, if it wuz my week ter cook, Peep w'd begin ter talk o' ther fine cookin' his wife uster do before she run erway with er Sant' Fe conductor down ter Raton, Noo Mex. He'd tell me how she'd make beef stoo an' hot biscuit thet would melt in yer mouth. 'I don't like them kind, sez I, one day. 'I like somethin' I kin chew on.
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