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"I did not mean ever to ask you for it, but it would be useful now." "Well, I'm blest!" cried Jerry. "Talk about cheek! When did I borrow a sovereign of you, my whippersnapper?" "Two years ago, when you wanted to bet on some horse for the Derby." Jerry's jaw dropped. "Who who who who says?" he stuttered. "How did ? When did ? Here who are you? How did ? I say: who are you?"
"Well, this parson chap ah! he was a clever feller, everywhere except in the pulpit he said to my brother, 'Sam, says he he always talked in that homely way 'Sam, poor feller, I'll tell 'ee what the bishop told me when I stuttered so bad I couldn't say 'Dearly beloved brethren' without bub bub bubbing awful.
A vigorous shove opened the door, and Cummings was about to step inside, but at the sight of another man, a ragged tramp, drinking with Cook, he stopped short. "Come in, b'hoy, come in; d-d-don't keep the d-d-door open; come right in," stuttered Cook, too drunk to speak intelligibly.
This incursion from the external world had a restorative effect on Verity. Being what is termed a self-made man, he had a fine sense of his own importance, and his subordinates' lack of respect forthwith overcame every other consideration. "Get out!" he growled, waving a hand toward the door. "But, sir please, gentlemen " stuttered the senior clerk. "Get out, I tell you!
La Queue, grown good-natured since he had been drunk, advanced, a glass in his hand, feeling that he ought to take the first step as magistrate. "See here, Rouget," he stuttered, "will you drink with me?" "Willingly," replied Rouget, who was staggering under a feeling of tenderness. And they fell upon each other's necks. Then they all wept, so great was their emotion.
Gimmee thet ball, an' you use the other, or I'll stop the game." Wherewith the shrewd umpire took the ball from Merritt's hand and fished the "rabbit" from his pocket. Our thwarted manager stuttered his wrath. "Y-you be-be-wh-whiskered y-yap! I'll g-g-give " What dire threat he had in mind never materialized, for he became speechless.
Furneaux's shrill cry scared Mr. Tomlin. "Y-yes, sir," he stuttered. "Is that my candle?" said the detective tragically. "I'm tired, dead beat. To-night, Mr. Tomlin, you are privileged to see the temporary wreck of a noble mind. God wot, 'tis a harrowing spectacle." Furneaux skipped nimbly upstairs. Tomlin proceeded to lock up.
"Just a minute, Quent," replied his brother. He turned and grinned at Tom and Roger. "Surprised, huh? Don't let it bother you. We've been driving people crazy ever since we were born. Does this tell you how we won the race?" "T-t-twin pilots," stuttered Tom in amazement. "And twin ships?" "Exactly." Ross laughed. "Pretty smart, eh?" "Never mind them now," snarled Quent.
"He hasn't," declared Julian, with a lachrymose air of intense regret "I wish he had! He is less hurt than if he had fallen off his bicycle. He is in no pain; would that he were!" Here Leveson managed to partially lift himself on one side. "Assault!" he stuttered "Assault common assault " "AND battery," said Julian "You can summons me, my dear sir if you feel so inclined!
"Steady, Trousers!" said Dicky in a soft voice, and smiled his girlish smile. Selamlik Pasha stared for a moment in black anger, then stuttered forth: "Will you speak for a dog of a slave that his own country vomits out?" "Your mother was a slave of Darfur, Pasha," answered Fielding, in a low voice; "your father lost his life stealing slaves. Let's have no airs and graces."
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