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Against their brilliant rushes, supported in a vehement but effective manner by the Indian to their right and guided by loud shoutings from Mr. Direck and the side-car lady and Mr. Raeburn struggled in vain. One swift advance was only checked by the dust cloak, its folds held the ball until help arrived; another was countered by a tremendous swipe of Mr.
"Of course," said Madison again complacently. "Say," said the Flopper, "say, I'm goin' dippy. Another one de same as de kid, Doc?" "Same as the kid, Flopper faith." "Swipe me!" said the Flopper helplessly. By the wheel-chair, Mrs. Thornton, her husband and Doc Madison were in earnest conversation and around them was a mass of people.
"Flopper, you go in there and stay with the Patriarch for awhile," she ordered curtly. "I'm going down on the beach to yell." "Yell?" inquired the Flopper, blinking helplessly. "I'm going outside to yell yell. You know what 'yell' means, don't you?" she snapped. "Swipe me!" observed the Flopper, gazing at her anxiously. "Skirts is all de same youse never know wot dey'll do next.
You walk along the Embarcadero, only reasonably drunk, an' adventure's liable to hit you a swipe in the face like a loose rope-end bangin' around in a gale. Adventure an' profits goes hand in hand " "Then why give the Maggie II to this hound of a mate?" demanded the single-minded McGuffey. The commodore sighed.
The Flopper's thumb and forefinger scratched desperately for a moment, then his face lighted with inspiration. "Swipe me!" said he excitedly. "I got it Jimmy de Squirm." Doc Madison shook his head gravely. "No, Flopper, I'm afraid not," he said gently. "That's another weak point in your interpretation of the rôle, that I'll come to in a minute.
Running up these steps he soon caught sight of the young woman, who was walking rapidly towards Waterloo. A man of the artisan class stared at her as she passed, and said something to her. She turned fiercely. "Do you want a swipe on the jaw?" she demanded. No, he did not. What had he done, he would like to know. "You mind your own business," she said. "Where am I goin', indeed.
"It's never too late for a woman of your resources to do anything she has a mind to do," said I. "It seems to me that a person who could swipe a Carnegie library the way you did should have little difficulty in lifting a musicale.
But they recognized the shambling creature who followed him as Bud Billings, and they shouted with laughter when they saw he had a sponge and bucket! "Bud Billings a swipe!" Cottontown wanted to laugh, but it was too tired. It merely grinned and nudged one another. For Travis had given a half holiday and all Cottontown was there. The old man's outfit brought out the greatest laughter.
"Don't you look at me that way!" with a swipe of the hand. Out in the woods I caught a dozen big yellow spiders, the kind that make pretty silver traceries, like handwriting with a flourish on their morning webs.
"Ye hae thoucht mair aboot it nor me, laddie! But what ye say wadna haud wi' the Parsees, 'at lay oot their deid to be devoored by the birds o' the air." "They swipe up their banes at the last. An', though the livin' expose the deid, the deid mayna like it." "I daursay. Ony gait it maun be a fine thing to lea' as little dirt as possible ahin' ye, an' tak nane wi' ye.
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