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Too many ups and downs occur to him, and few orphans of merit could set before themselves the ideal of bilking their tailors, gambling by way of a profession, dealing in the slave trade, and wheedling heiresses.
That is why you will come to the room across the landing three times a week at eleven in the morning, and I'll give you three quid a week just for sitting still and being drawn. And there's a quid on account. 'For nothing? Oh, my! The girl turned the sovereign in her hand, and with more foolish tears, 'Ain't neither o' you two gentlemen afraid of my bilking you? 'No. Only ugly girls do that.
"The man's last name!" she repeated, wonderingly. "Yes, his last name O'Rourke." "D'ye mane it?" shrieked Margaret "d' ye mane it? Glory to God! O worra! worra!" "Well, Ezra," said Mrs. Bilking, in one of those spasms of base ingratitude to which even the most perfect women are liable, "you 've made nice work of it. You might as well have knocked her down with an axe!" "But, my dear"
He even shook the apple-tree near the stable with a vague hope of bringing down Mr. O'Rourke, but brought down nothing except a few winter apples, which, being both unripe and unsound, were not perhaps bad representatives of the object of his search. That evening a small boy stopped at the door of the Bilking mansion with a straw hat, at once identified as Mr.
This reference to hotels brings to mind a corroborative fact that proves the charge we make when we say that all these colossal fortunes are nothing more than the accumulations of able rascality of some form or other: bilking, cornering, lobbying, watering stock, or charging all the traffic will bear.
The papers were to tell of him again, but casually, without scareheads, among the yesterdays and aviators in France. That though was later. Meanwhile an enigma remained. Very heroically a young man had done nothing. Hurrah and good-bye! The calciums of curiosity turned on an obscure fiddler who, after murdering another young man, had succeeded in bilking the chair. But why had he killed him?
CHRUS. So the king to his hall, etc. CHORUS. So the king to his hall, and the steed to his stall, And the cit to his bilking board; But we are not bound to an acre of ground, For our home is the houseless sward.
"I'll have to pay it." "Eh?" "I've forgotten something. Oh, cuss it!" "Eh?" "He said I would." "What?" "That's the devil of it!" "Devil of what?... You DO use vile language!" "Forget about it like this." "Forget WHAT?" "And I said I wouldn't. I said I'd do anything. I said I'd make shirts." "Shirts?" "Shirts at one and something a dozen. Oh, goodness! Bilking! Ann Veronica, you're a bilker!"
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