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The Doctor's blood was not cold. "Vell, now!" drawled the baker, as the corners of his mouth retreated toward the back of his neck, "end't tat teh funn'est ting, ennahow! Vhy, tat iss yoost teh ferra ting fot I comin' to shpeak mit you apowdt udt!" He halted and looked at the Doctor to see how this coincidence struck him; but the Doctor merely moved on.

She is accustomed to these attacks." "If nodthing does gude dthen vhy stay you efer in dthat room; you vill be ill, too." "Oh, no," I say, "no fear of that." "But," he insists, "if you do nodthing only sit in dthat room, let me stay vidth her and you come out in dthe air. Madame Steele ees not like you; she like me vairy vell." "She likes me better, and I can't leave her."

"Captain Blood, I discover greatness in you," said he. "Sure it's your lordship has the fine sight to perceive it," laughed the Captain. "Yes, yes! Bud how vill you do id?" growled van der Kuylen. "Come on deck, and it's a demonstration I'll be giving you before the day's much older." "VHY do you vait, my friend?" growled van der Kuylen. "Aye in God's name!" snapped Willoughby.

As Glory returned upstairs she heard stammerings, sputterings, and swearings behind her about managers, engagements, announcements, geniuses, children, and other matters. Back in her room she lay down on the floor, with her face in her hands, and sobbed. Then Koenig appeared, panting and saying: "Dere! I knew vhat vould happen! Here's a pretty ting! And dat's vhy Mr.

"Yes, yes in that way; but a tenant can't set up a title ag'in his landlord." "Vhy should he? He canst haf no title but his landlort's, and it vould be roguery and cheatery to let a man get into der bossession of a farm under der pretence of hiring it, und den coome out und claim it as owner.

"I wonder," remarked Jarrow, scratching his head. "Sure ye didn't lift that ten-peso bill from Prayerful Jones? I'll be bugs myself if I listen to you." "Hood'll listen," said Dinshaw, crisply, and made a new effort to reach the door. "Vhy don'd you to der Pay Few go?" suggested Vanderzee. Jarrow looked at himself.

But vhy do dey dalk so much of noples and arisdograts? ist der noples and arisdograts in America?" "Well, I don't much understand the natur' of sich things; there sartainly is a difference in men, and a difference in their fortun's, and edications, and such sort of things." "Und der law, den, favours der rich man at der cost of der poor, in America, too, does it?

"If der landlordt hast a right to coome and dake as many chickens as he bleases, und ast often ast he bleases, den dat wouldt look like a feudal right; but if de lease says dat so many chickens moost be paid a-year, for der rent, vhy dat ist all der same as baying so much moneys; und it might be easier for der tenant to bay in chicken ast it might be to bay in der silver.

His face showed a piteous, weary distress, his thin hair went twenty ways, he seemed scarcely to know where he was or how to take his steps, and presently was saying to a strange lady crowded against him, as though it was with her he had been talking all along: "Undt vhy shall we haf t'at owfool troubple? No-o, t'at vould kill me!

If it's a pint of vhisky, vhy, all right; but if it's honly a pint of beer vhen there's seven hon'able ladies an' gents " "I bigs the Chair's pardon," interrupted Mr. O'Fake, "but the Chair labors under a slight misaper ahem!" Mr. O'Fake finished the word with a cough. It was a cough which he always kept ready for use in that way whenever needed. "The gintleman manes he objects to the persadin's."