a-a-a-a-all

Updated: June 18, 2025

"A-a-a-a-all aboard!" One-Eye lit a large, magnificently banded cigar. "Over t' Broadway, and down," instructed One-Eye. "We'll tell y' when t' whoa." Calmly Johnnie climbed into the taxicab, and carelessly he took his seat. Then the car plunged westward before a reeking cloud of its own smoke. Under way, he elevated that small nose of his and drank deep of the to him good smell of gasoline.

Eleanor Gates - The Rich Little Poor Boy