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They won't recognise that they exist their noses are so dam high! They blink the truth in this middle-class counthry. My bhoy" and he whispered confidentially "ut pays 'em. Eh? you say, why shouldn't they, then?" But don't tell me that'sh morality, don't tell me that'sh civilisation! What can you expect in a counthry where the crimson, emotions are never allowed to smell the air?
"Fell into pond behind the dam; not safe that pond. Put a shingle up to-morrow, 'Keep off the grass. No, that'sh not right. Let'sh try again. 'Twenty dollars fine if you spit on the sidewalk." Bethune grinned at Dick. "It's not an unusual notice in some of our smaller towns, and one must admit it's necessary. However, we want to get him into dry clothes."
Rough Rorke, with his free hand, grabbed the young man by the shoulder angrily. "Mind your own business, or you'll get into trouble!" he rasped out. "I'm an officer, and this woman is under arrest. Beat it! D'ye hear? Beat it or I'll run you in, too!" "Is that'sh so!" The young man's tones expressed a fuddled defiance. He rocked on his feet and stared from one to the other. "Shay, is that'sh so!
"Old riverzh bwoke wight in two there," said Toddie, "an' a piece of it's way up in the air, an' anuvver piece izh way down in big hole in the shtones. That'sh where I want to go widin'." "Listen, Toddy," said Mrs. Burton. "We like to take you riding with us at most times, but to-day we prefer to go alone. You and Budge will stay at home we shan't be gone more than two hours."
Then how on earth I should like to know how you managed all that. What have you been doing to the poor gentleman?" "That'sh my affair," said Dick. "An' if I don' tell you you won' find that out anyway!" "There's only one way you could have done it," said Paradine, pretending to hesitate. "It must have been done by some meddling with magic.
What'sh you two doing in that place this time of night eh?" "Beat it!" ordered Rough Rorke curtly. "That'sh all right." The young man came nearer. He balanced himself with difficulty, but upon him there appeared to have descended suddenly a vast dignity. "I'm hic law 'biding citizen. Gotta know. Gotta show me. Damn funny coming out of there this time of night! Eh what'sh the idea?"
The man was staggering and lurching in the guard's grasp. 'His wife, but she is to Marshfield, nursing her sister, answered one. 'But give him his guinea, Sir George. 'Twill save time maybe. Soane flung it to him. 'There! he said. 'Now speak! 'That'sh better, the man muttered. 'That's talking! Now I'll tell you. You go back to Devizes Corner corner of the road to De-vizes you understand?
"Looky yer, Jeems; ef you say anythin' agin Ann Marier, I'll commit the wust larson on you you ever seed." "I didn't say nothin' agin Ann Marier," squeaked Jim. "I was talkin' agin the Dutch." "Well, that'sh all right Ha oop! Boys, let's do somethin', larson or arsony or somethin'."
He found Nickie the Kid sleeping in the Pansy bed, and Nickie was pulled to his feet. "Nicholas!" he gasped. "That'sh me, Willie," answered Nicholas Crips. "You blackguard, you intrude into my house and insult my guests, and you promised when I gave you that last £10 never to interfere with me again." "Now Willie, Little Willie," said Nickie, "when did I ever keep my promises?"
"He's all right," said Dick, beginning to chuckle. "He-he. He's at school, he is!" "At school. You mean to say you've put him to school at his time of life! He's rather old for that sort of thing, isn't he? They don't take him on the ordinary terms, do they?" "Ah," said Dick, "that'sh where it is. He isn't old, you see, now, to look at." "Not old to look at!
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