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"I didn't say when I told him." "Tha's so. You didn't. Well, I'm right sorry you took so blamed much trouble to find him. Funny, though, he didn't tell you I gave him the boots." "You what?" The foreman snapped the question out with angry incredulity. The ranchman took the cigar from his mouth and leaned back easily. He was smiling now frankly. "Why, yes.
"'It seems to me that you men in the Cove treat the whole affair very lightly. "'Iss, tha's of it, he assented. 'Mind you, tisn' right, Seemin' to me 'tis a terrible thought. Here you be, for the sake of argument, a Christian man, and in beauty next door to the angels, and the only use you make of it is to steal groceries. You don't think I'm putting it too strong? " Not a bit.
"Perfect! Freddy, you're a wonder. How can I thank you?" "Tha's a'right. You're welcome." He was regarding her with worshipful eyes. "You're awful pretty," he breathed. "Thank you," said Madame d'Avala. "Are you coming to my concert?" "No, they put us to bed!" cried Freddy in disgust. "Puttin' me to bed at 8:30 every night! What-ta y' know about that!
Si Higgins he's ben over to Kaintuck n' married a high-toned gal thar, outen the fust families, an' he's come back to the Forks with jist a hell's-mint o' whoop-jamboree notions, folks says. He's tuck an' fixed up the ole house like they does in Kaintuck, he say, an' tha's ben folks come cler from Turpentine for to see it. He's tuck an gawmed it all over on the inside with plarsterin'."
Tha's my father's name and my grandfath's name, and my great grandfath's name and my great-great " "Stop," said Rex tersely, and the man stopped. "Now tell me where you live." Billy Strong leaned over and punched the man in the ribs. "You lemme tell 'em. Lives nine-thous-n sixt'-four East West Street," he addressed Rex, and chuckled. "Don't be a donkey, Billy tell me his right address."
The long-drawn, subtle corners of Ranny's eyes and mouth were lifted in that irrepressible smile of his, while Mr. Ransome asserted his pharmaceutical dignity by acrimonious comment. "Now then! You might have club feet instead of hands. Tha's right mess the sealin'-wax, waste the string, spoil anything you haven't got to pay for. That'll do." Mr.
And it was not two minutes before he swallowed the last of his beer and waved his mug solemnly toward the window which took in through the shrubbery a piece of the lawn. "Look there," he said, "if tha's curious. Look what's comin' across th' grass." When Mrs.
The girl whom "Billy" was waiting to meet! Rex was getting tired and hungry. Strong smiled a gentle, obstinate, tipsy smile and shook his head. "No, Recky, dear ol' fren' bes' fren' well, nev' min'. Can't tell girl's name; tha's her secret." "Don't be an ass, Billy quick, now, tell me the name." "Naughty, naughty!" quoted Billy again, and waggled his forefinger. "Danger hell fire!
"Got lovely name," he averred eagerly. "Good ol' moth-eaten name. Name's Schuyler VanCourtlandt Van de Water ain't it Schuylie ain't that your name or's that mine? I I f'rget lil' things," he said in an explanatory manner. But the suicide spoke up for himself. "Tha's my name," he said aggressively. "Knew it in a minute.
Every able-bodied man 'ave bin trained for a sodger, jist to carry out that ould Kaiser's plans. A cantin' old 'ippycrit, tha's wot 'ee es. But we bean't fear'd ov'm, Maaster Bob. One Englishman es wuth five Germans, 'cos every Englishman es a volunteer, an' a free man. Aw I do wish I wos twenty 'ear younger. Of course you'll be off with the rest of the young gen'lemen?" But Bob did not reply.
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