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The king said, this morning, 'Vell, dere isht Bluevater; of him we are shure asht of ter sun. You stand excellently well there, to my great delight; and I need only say, be watchful and prompt. "Yours, with the most sincere faith and attachment, my dear Bluewater, &c., &c. "P. S. I have just heard that they have sent you the red riband. The king himself, was in this."
A fine 'andsome gal she vere, and vith nothing of the flash mollisher about 'er, either, though born on the streets, as ye might say, same as me. Vell, she gets con-werted, and she's alvays napping 'er bib over me, as you'd say, piping 'er eye, d'ye see? vanting me to turn honest and be con-werted too. 'Turn honest, says she, 'and ve'll be married ter-morrow, says she."
Don't you think this the greatest country on airth, and the most lawful?" "Vell, I don'ts know. Das coontry ist das coontry, and it ist vhat it ist, you might see." "Yes; I thought you would be of my way of thinking, when we got to understand each other."
"Vell, now, don't you think," rejoined the boy, in an expostulating tone, "that it would be as veil to vait for the guv'nor before givin' 'im 'is 'ead?" "Do as I bid you, sir!" said Di, drawing herself up like an empress.
He is alife ant vell, as you shall see." As he spoke a large butterfly fluttered across the scene of their festivities. With all the energy of his enthusiastic spirit and strong muscular frame the naturalist leaped up, overturned his dinner, rushed after the coveted specimen, tripped over a root, and measured his length on the ground.
'It oughtn't to be, Samivel, said Mr. Weller gravely. 'It mustn't be, said Sam. 'Cert'nly not, said Mr. Weller. 'Vell now, said Sam, 'you've been a-prophecyin' away, wery fine, like a red-faced Nixon, as the sixpenny books gives picters on. 'Who wos he, Sammy? inquired Mr. Weller.
"Ten o'clock twelve o'clock t'ree o'clock, and no bed; vell I see 'e sun afore a black fool put 'e head on a pillow! An' now a hoe go all 'e same as if he sleep a ten hour. Masser Myn'ert got a heart, and he no wish to kill he people wid work, or old Phyllis war' dead, fifty year, next winter." "I t'ink a wench's tongue nebber satisfy! What for tell a whole world, when Bonnie go to bed?
Orde did not remember having said so, but he nodded. "Vell, if you gif us a bond secured with stock in the new company, that would be satisfactory to us." Orde's face cleared. "Do you mean that, Mr. Heinzman?" "Sure. Ve must haf some security, but ve do not vish to be too hard on you boys." "Now, I call that a mighty good way out!" cried Orde.
Brown was too anxious for a capture to join us, and had not the spirit of evil actuated Steel Spring, we should have kept the inspector in suspense for an hour or two. Steel Spring was too mercurial to remain dormant for any length of time, and with a desire to stir Mr. Brown into activity he said, in a careless sort of way, "By the vay, I 'eard that these 'ere mines vas paying wery vell." Mr.
Hims look at de sauvage dat hold him as if him be a lion. I do tink Monsieur Bertram vould fight vell if hims obleeged. "After good deal of consultoration an' disputerin', dey vas about for go avay; so I sit ver' still, but I move my foot von leetle morsil, an' von small leaf fall to de ground. It vas ver' small leaf, but Hawksving him see it. Ah! he be von cliver Injun. Ver' sharp in sight too!
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