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I guess the less any of us true blue Americans say 'bout flinging stones at furriners the safer 'twill be for all on us." But Mr. Wiggins continued his diatribe: "There ain't no denying it, the first people in town are down on the whole thing.
She drives me to despair." "I do not see what danger there is for Edith in his visits," said Mrs. Dunbar, in a mournful voice. "Danger!" said Wiggins. "A man like that!" "You are judging him too hastily," said Mrs. Dunbar. Wiggins looked at her in silence for a moment, and then said, "I hope I am, I'm sure, for your sake; but I'm afraid that I am right and that you are wrong."
"Go on: 'Or else just as the cats get to be happy and feel it was a real home What's the word for 'bust up, Wiggins?" "Burst up," said Wiggins without hesitation. "No, no; not the grammar the right word! Oh, I know; 'go bankrupt' 'it might go bankrupt. So it you would like to have a cats' home here and send me some money, I will start it at once.
There'll have to be some new arrangement for a large reserve fund right here on home soil, or we'll be kept in hot water half the time. I don't believe in having the hands that work in one place, and the purse that holds their pay in another; it gets too ticklish at such times when the market drops and a plank or two at the bottom falls out." "Neither do I;" Mr. Wiggins spoke emphatically.
Erebus measured the distance with the eye of an expert, just as there came into the farther end of the hall that large, flabby, pudding-faced young Pomeranian Briton, Mr. D'Arcy Rosenheimer. "Where's the boacher?" he roared in an eager, angry voice, reverting in his emotion to the ancestral "b." As the keeper turned to him Erebus sprang to the door and threw it wide. "Bolt, Wiggins!" she cried.
I held her hand; I put the ring on her finger; she married me, and no other. But I'm not going to talk about that. I've simply come here to insist on your active help. I won't stand any more of this humbug. I've already told you that I know you." Wiggins remained silent for some time. "So you did," said he at last, in a low voice; "but what of that?"
"How are we to know," said Aggie, who was gathering up the scraps of the green canoe and building a fire under them "how are we to know they are not old friends, meeting thus in the wilderness? Fate plays strange tricks, Tish. I lived in the same street with Mr. Wiggins for years, and never knew him until one day when my umbrella turned wrong side out in a gust of wind."
Wiggins smoking her pipe in the corner. The very thought makes me shiver. My first words would be, 'Please pass the cold p'ison." "What nonsense you are talking tonight!" she tried to say severely, but the pleased, happy look in her eyes betrayed her. He regarded her with the open admiration of a boy, and she sought to divert his attention by asking, "What do you think has become of Jane?"
"Your humanity?" sneered Wiggins. "Where was your humanity for her?" "For her!" exclaimed the vicar. "Why, she wanted it. She loved him." "Loved him! Pooh! She hated him worse than the devil." "Then what did she marry him for?" cried Mr. Munn, at his wits' end. "Never mind," said Wiggins; "you went out of your way to do a deed the consequences of which can not yet be seen.
"I should think that Henry Wiggins was a far more active and difficult boy in a fight than this fat little prince," said the Honourable John Ruffin. "Oh, Henry Wiggins is tough but really he is quite easy. You've only got to get hold of his hair," said Pollyooly quickly.
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