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He placed himself between the grave and the grave-digger, crossed his arms and said: "I am the one to pay!" The grave-digger stared at him in amazement, and replied: "What's that, peasant?" Fauchelevent repeated: "I am the one who pays!" "What?" "For the wine." "What wine?" "That Argenteuil wine." "Where is the Argenteuil?" "At the Bon Coing." "Go to the devil!" said the grave-digger.
The dove that cooed in his bosom was a live bird; but once under Darco's eyes, and it was a moulted rag a thing dead and despicable. He had to face Darco again, and he had little taste for the meeting. 'I haf found oudt vat you are coing to London for, said Darco. 'You are a tarn fool.
And she'll pe telling you, Malcolm peware of tat voman; for ta voman was thinking pad thoughts; and tat will pe what make her shutter and shake, my son, as she'll pe coing py."
The kindness of Monsieur Lefébure enables me to give another example from Madagascar. Flacourt, describing the Malagasies, says that they squillent (a word not in Littré), that is, divine by crystals, which 'fall from heaven when it thunders, Of course the rain reveals the crystals, as it does the flint instruments called 'thunderbolts' in many countries. 'Lorsqu'ils squillent, ils ont une de ces pierres au coing de leurs tablettes, disans qu'elle
Volunteers were evidently not over plentiful. It was a considerable time before he came back with a Welshman, Evan Morgan, and a young Cornishman, John Trevna, and neither of them seemed over eager for the job. "For, see you," had been Morgan's view, "coing in a hole after a man what hass a gun iss not a nice pissness, no inteet!" and the Cornishman agreed with him.
"Then I have killed him, for he does not move. Can you light the lamp?" "I can not in here. I am coing out. I haf hat enough of this." "We must take him out, too." "You can tek him, then, John Trevna. I haf hat enough of him and this hole." "Don't be a fool, Evan Morgan. If it wass a man, and he got that load in him as close as that, he iss deader than Tom Hamon." "Well, you can go an' see.
Then she 's ashamed of herself for efer, when she might have tone it. And it 'll hafe to be tone yet!" He paused a few moments, and then resumed: "And she'll not pe coing to be hangt? Maype tat will pe petter, for you wouldn't hafe liket to see your olt cranfather to pe hangt, Malcolm, my son. Not tat she would hafe minted it herself in such a coot caause, Malcolm!
And he flung a shovelful of earth on the coffin. The coffin gave back a hollow sound. Fauchelevent felt himself stagger and on the point of falling headlong into the grave himself. He shouted in a voice in which the strangling sound of the death rattle began to mingle: "Comrade! Before the Bon Coing is shut!" The grave-digger took some more earth on his shovel. Fauchelevent continued.
"There's no tanger of that," said Mr. Owen ap Jones; "for your mother, like a wise ooman, writes me here, that py the atvice of your cardian, to oom she is coing to be married, she will not pring you home to Ireland till I send her word you are perfect in your Enclish crammer at least." "I have my lesson perfect, sir," said Dominick, taking his grammar up from the floor; "will I say it now?"
'Ve have bought the Goncreve, said Darco, with a glowing air of triumph. 'Bought the what? asked Paul. 'The Congreve Theatre, Pauer explained. 'Ah!'said Paul. 'That is vot I am zayink, cried Darco. 'Ve haf bought the Goncreve. It is in the handts of the decorators now. Ve shall oben in the first week of Sebtemper, ant ve are coing for the gloves. Ve are coing to oben with a gomedy.
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