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Naturally the professor's mind reverted to the occasion when Nigel had watched in the branches of a tree for another tiger. The conditions were different, and so, he thought, was the man! "Mine yoong frond," he said mentally, "is brav', oondoubtedly, but his nerves have not been braced by experience like mine. It is vell, for zere is more dancher here zan in a tree. It matters not.
Yesterday, a journeyman peg-maker vith a fine lot o' pegs as I didn't vant to sell to-day a groom looking for a job as I don't need. Been a-keeping my ogles on Number Vun and Number Two, and things is beginning to look werry rosy, sir, yes, things is werry promising indeed." "How do you mean?" "Vell, to begin vith," said Mr.
I do most anytin' for you, but my little girl, you see, dat come pretty close. Dat make a awful hole in me if Beesving go avay. No, you mustn't ask me dot." "Not if it were for her good?" "Yes, vell, of course, but how do I know dot? And vot you vant to go avay for? Dot's more vorse as Beesving. Ain't I pay you enough? Maybe you vants a little interest in de business?
I demanded, after commending him for his prudence in leaving town so soon, to escape the thrust of a long knife, or a pistol shot. "Vell, I's one of the most bashful men in that respect that ever lived, and couldn't think of naming a sum, and should be glad to make you a present of the trifle, but money is a scarce article vid me, and so say fifty pounds, and don't think that I'm hard on ye."
Shrig, beginning to finger his ear again, "unfort'nate wictims is born to be vell, let's say unfort'nate. You can't 'elp 'em being born wictims. I can't 'elp it, nobody can't, for natur' vill 'ave 'er own vay, sir, and I ain't vun to go agin natur' nor yet to spile a good case, good cases is few enough. Oh, life ain't all lavender, as I said afore, burn my neck if it is!" And here Mr.
"Escaped?" asked Steel Spring, with an injured look; "I'd scorn such a breach of confidence between gentlemen. No, sir, I did not escape, but was pardoned for the service I've rendered my country." "And the bushrangers that Murden carried to Melbourne?" Fred asked, with some anxiety. "Vell, they suffered for their crimes, and are all forgotten by this time," replied the wretch, with a grin.
Alexander MacAllister, he says to Andrew Peters, 'Well, and what do you think of Father Chiniquy now? 'Vell, growled Andrew, 'I t'ink de old devil has got a blessing left yet. Laws, how Henry did laugh over that today!" "Do you know who Mr. Ford is, Captain Jim?" asked Anne, seeing that Captain Jim's fountain of reminiscence had run out for the present. "I want you to guess."
"That will make it better than when we rehearsed it. Spatter that paste all over Mr. Bunn while you're at it, Mr. Switzer." "Stop! Stop, I say! I protest. I will not have it!" "Vell, you goin' to git it, all right!" cried the German, and with the brush he liberally daubed the Shakespearean actor with the white and sticky stuff. All the other players were laughing at the ridiculous scene.
On the present occasion, he was accompanied by his son, Dirck, who was my friend, and just a year my junior. "Vell, den," the colonel commenced the discourse by saying, as he tapped the ashes out of his pipe for the second time that evening, having first taken a draught of hot flip, a beverage much in vogue then, as well as now, "vell, den, Evans, vat is your intention as to ter poy?
"Vell," cried the woman who had made me a prisoner, "I do declare I likes to see a puddle in a storm only look at the little biscuit-nibbler showing fight! Come, my lovey, you belongs to me." "Never!" exclaimed I with indignation. "Sall," cried the odious woman, "fetch a mop and a pail of dirty water, and I'll trundle that dirk out of his fist."