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He went without a moment's delay to the chief of police and told him that he had a disagreeable duty to perform; that he knew the murderer of Captain Farnham; that the criminal was an intimate friend of his, a young man hitherto of good character named Sleeny. "Ah-ha!" said the chief. "That was the fellow that Captain Farnham knocked down and arrested in the riot." "The same," said Offitt.
Reaching gingerly in through the haywire mass of cables surrounding the central components, he pointed to one of the coils and exclaimed in the tones of a Sherlock Holmes, "Ah-ha, my dear Watson! I have just located the final clue to my missing magnaswedge. I suppose you know the duty cycle on those coils is only about 0.01?" "Not after I finished with them!" Ishie grinned unrepentant.
"But remark this, I do not make the request to see her, and and you may say to her that it is Don Carlos who is here." "Ah-ha!" says I. "Another pen name, eh? Don Carlos! Low Dago, or Hidalgo?" "My father," says he, "was a Spanish gentleman of Hebrew origin. My mother was French." "Some combination!" says I. "And Lindy knows you best as Don Carlos, does she? We'll soon test that."
And what to Lord Suckling, that Algernon should loathe the sight of the young lord? And why was each desirous of showing his manhood in combat before an eminent peacemaker? Edward laughed "Ah-ha!" and rubbed his hands as at a special confirmation of his prophecy, when Algernon came into his room and said, "I shall fight that fellow Suckling. Hang me if I can stand his impudence!
"So, you are off on your travels again," said the lame girl. "I wish I was a butterfly of fashion, too." "'Butterfly,!" scoffed Helen. "Ruth, at least, is no butterfly. She might be called a busy bee with more truth." "Ah-ha, Miss Helen!" returned Mercy, shaking her finger, "you are the improvident grasshopper no less." Helen giggled.
They've been just gorging chickens this last year nasty beasts! That don't matter much, however. No. 4 Ah-ha!" he rubbed his hands "I'm on the track of that old hypocrite, Burton of Martover " "Burton! one of the best men in the country!" cried Atherstone, indignantly. "You're quite mistaken, Lord Coryston!" "Am I!" cried Coryston, with equal indignation "not a bit of it.
"Here, in my hand?" said the child. "We shall suppose the little bird did so," answered Mr. Rougeant. "It passed this way, and the thumb caught it." "Ah-ha," laughed little Adèle. "This finger plucked its feathers, this one cooked it, and this one ate it." Frank made some remark. Mr. Rougeant looked up.
Miss Hinton had used Edward's words about towns; she mentioned Mr. Springrove as attending to her garden. It could not be that Edward was the man! that Miss Aldclyffe had planned to reveal her rival thus! 'Are you going to be married soon? she inquired, with a steadiness the result of a sort of fascination, but apparently of indifference. 'Not very soon still, soon. 'Ah-ha!
"I'm sorry if he makes trouble about that old thing, Mr. Potter," said Tom, stumblingly. "I've tried to keep his mouth shut " "Ah-ha!" said Uncle Jabez, again. Then he added: "And I shouldn't be at all surprised, young man, if you'd given Jasper money to keep his mouth shut eh?" Tom flushed and nodded "I didn't want any row especially when Helen and I think so much of Ruth."
"And yours are red-red!" For the warning words of the magic minor strain had proven true. "Ah-ha!" laughed Iktomi, untying the four corners of his blanket, "I shall sit no more hungry within my dwelling." Homeward he trudged along with nice fat ducks in his blanket. He left the little straw hut for the rains and winds to pull down.
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