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You got yourself into this difficulty, now get out of it as best you may," answered Butler. "There won't be any breakfast for three hours yet. Tighten your belt." "I I haven't any belt. I haven't my clothes on." "That's too bad," retorted Tad unfeelingly. "What'd you soak me for?" "A cold bath in the morning is an excellent tonic. Hadn't you ever heard that?"
Gibney favoured him with a sour glance, Captain Scraggs stuck out his hand and shook briskly with the native. "Happy to make your acquaintance," he said. "Scraggs is my name, sir. Shake hands with McGuffey, our chief engineer. Hope you left all the folks at home well. What'd you say your name was?"
Far off, above the folds of the nearer hills, the Mountain thrust itself up menacingly against a yellow sunset. "I must go up there some day: I want to see it," he continued. Her heart-beats slackened and she turned again to examine his profile. It was innocent of all unfriendly intention. "What'd you want to go up the Mountain for?" "Why, it must be rather a curious place.
One night Captain announced to his partner. "I'm going over to the Frenchmen's, I hear Menard is down." "What's the use of buttin' in where ye ain't wanted? As fer me, them frogeaters can all die like salmon; I won't go nigh 'em an' I've told 'em so. I give 'em good advice, an' what'd I get? What'd that daffy doctor do? Pooh-poohed at me an' physiced them. Lord!
CAPTAIN: Where'd you find him, Joe? BRADFORD: In front of this house. Not forty feet out. CAPTAIN: What'd you bring him up here for? TONY: Lucky I was not sooner or later as I walk by from my watch. BRADFORD: You have accommodating ways, Tony. No sooner or later. I wouldn't say it of many Portagees. CAPTAIN: You know who he is, Joe? BRADFORD: I never saw him before.
'You might have pointed out to her, mother dear, said the young man, smoothing her hair softly with his hand, and kissing her forehead, 'that in the most advanced intellectual centres the Church catechism is perhaps no longer regarded as the absolute ultimatum of the highest and deepest economical wisdom. 'Bless your heart, Harry, what'd be the good of talking that way to the likes of she?
I didn't find our till he got to wakin' me up nights with his tossin' about an' groanin' in his sleep. There! What'd you call it? Cancer or tumour no two ways about it, eh?" But the quick eye of Walter Merritt Emory had not missed, in passing, the twisted fingers of Kwaque's left hand. Not only was his eye quick, but it was a "leper eye."
I seen Slavovitch. Or Slavovitch seen me, I guess, because he started the seance. He says to me: 'Shorty, I want to speak to you about them eggs. I've kept it quiet. Nobody knows I sold 'em to you. But if you're speculatin', I can put you wise to a good thing. An' he did, too, Smoke. Now what'd you guess that good thing is?" "Go on. Name it."
I'm eighteen!" "You get that old chest of your mother's. But what from me?" "Dad, will you give me anything I ask for?" "Yes, my girl." "Anything any HORSE?" Lucy knew his weakness, for she had inherited it. "Sure; any horse but the King." "How about Sarchedon?" "Why, Lucy, what'd you do with that big black devil? He's too high. Seventeen hands high! You couldn't mount him." "Pooh!
Mirandy Jane Pendleton, I could shake you! You can talk fast enough when somebody else wants the floor! How'd he git in? What'd he say for himself?" "Why, he never said anything! Cyrus didn't see him." "Didn't see him? I thought he see him lookin' out the winder!" "Why, yes! so he did, but he didn't see him to speak to. He jest nailed up the door, an' come away." Mrs.
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