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Danged if I knawed 'en, vurst along, the vace of 'en's that altered: grawed a beard, her hev. But her zays to me, 'How be gettin' 'long, Isaac? an' then I zaw who 'twas an' us fell to talkin', and her zaid the train staps vaive minnits, no more nor less." His son interrupted him with mincing haughtiness. "'Ow's mothaw?"

Oh, you dear, stuck-up, crazy blockhead!" "You can take dose nippers off," said Kohen to the detective. "Before I leaf de station de report come in dat de lady vind her saples hanging in her wardrobe. Young man, I excuse you dat punch in my vace dis von time." Ransom handed Molly her furs. Her eyes were smiling upon the Kid.

I'd main like to see you, Jan, my dear, and so for sartin would he and all enquiring friends; and I am till deth your loving vather, or as good, and I shan't grudge you if so be you finds a better. "P.S. I'd main like to see your vace again, Jan, my dear." Jan sobbed so bitterly in reading the postscript that, after vain attempts to console him by chaff, the bow-legged boy wept from sympathy.

I feel as if I were, but it will be easy for you to fill my place, and I shall always remember how kind and generous you have been to me. 'Now, loog you here, said Darco; 'there is somethings the madder. I can see it in your vace. You dell me vod it is, and I will but it straight for you. I can see that somethings is the madder. I am not a fool. I am Cheorge Dargo. Now dell me.

Budlong's back parlor, and when I laid eyes on it in all that clutter why, if it didn't look like something the cat brought in, I'll eat it!" Mr. Detwiller had only one consolation and he grinned over it: "Well, there's no use cryin' over spilt gifts. But did you see how she stuck old Widower Clute for that Japanese porcelain vace I notice she called it vahs?" "Porcelain?" sniffed Mrs. Detwiller.

Let 'un bring a dog but to my vace that can Zay I have beat 'un, and without a vault; Or but a cat will swear upon a book, I have as much as zet a vire her tail, And I'll give him or her a crown for 'mends." Tale of a Tub.

That Cheap John be no more your vather nor mine, an e'd better not show his dirty vace yearabouts after all he stole. but your poor mother, she was allus took in by him, but she said with her own mouth, that woman be no more the child's mother, and never wos a mother, and your mother knowed wots wot, poor zowl!