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"Primitive; but effective, I've no doubt. I must see it in operation." And an hour later he's still there, reposin' comf'table in an office chair with his feet on the windowsill, smokin' cigarettes, and throwin' off chunks of classy dialogue that had Swifty Joe gawpin' at him like he was listenin' to a foreign language. "My assistant, Mr. Gallagher," says I, by way of apologizin'.
I wouldn't have let you sleep here ef I had known that's the way you spend the night." "I beg pardon if I disturbed you," said Ben politely. "Well, that don't do no good, your apologizin'. Jest lay down and get to sleep in a hurry, or I'll know the reason why." "All right, sir," said Ben submissively. "What's the name of that chap that's with you?" continued Jack. "It's Jake Bradley."
"Warn't you-uns apologizin' ter me t'other day fur not bein' a nephew 'stiddier a niece? Looked sorter like a nephew ter-night." She shook her head, covered now only with its own charming tresses waving in thick undulations to the coil at the nape of her neck a trifle dishevelled from the rude haste with which the cap had been torn off.
We was makin' a dash through the traffic across Sixth-ave. when I misses Alvin, and turns around to find him apologizin' to a young female he's managed to bump into and spill in the slush just as he fetched the curb.
I climbs out and looked her over. She sure was balky. I was glad she said somethin', if it was only 'Guzzuh, instead of quittin' on me silent and scornful. Sounded like she was apologizin' for stoppin' up like that. I felt of her chest and she was pretty much het up. When she cooled off, I started her easy sort of grazin' along pretendin' we wasn't goin' to lope again.
Esther's problem had been solved far more happily than she had dared to hope. "I'm goin' to have a gay time apologizin' to Jack," said Kirby, his eyes dancing. "It's not so blamed funny at that, but I can't help laughin' every time I think of how he must 'a' been grinnin' up his sleeve at me for my fool mistake. I'll say he brought it on himself, though.
A good deal of a queen Miss Ull is too, tall and slim and tinted up delicate, but one of these poutin', peevish beauts that can look you over cold and distant and say "Howdy do" in such a bored, tired tone that you feel like apologizin' for the intrusion. They didn't get wildly enthusiastic over my entrance, Miss Ull and Westy.
"What was he wanting to write a note for?" demanded Malone. "Has he lost his voice?" "It was a note of apology. He says he never fails to write a note of apology when he's done something he's ashamed of, or words to that effect. Lifelong practice, he says." "Who was he apologizin' to?" "That little nurse, Miss Lake, the one with the coral earrings. You know, Mike.
"An' her sittin' white-faced an' starin' at nothin' an' tryin' to comfort him!" rumbled Kilduff, standing up under the stress of his unwonted emotion. "My God, she was apologizin' for what she done, an' tryin' to cheer him up, an' all the time her heart was bustin'." He pulled out a violently coloured bandana and wiped his forehead.
But besides Betty, none of them attempted to interfere, and there was a queer silence when Taggart finally got to his feet. He stood for an instant, glaring around at them all, and then his gaze at last centered on Calumet. Calumet silently motioned toward Betty. In response to the movement, Taggart's lips moved. "I'm apologizin'," he said. He turned to his horse.
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