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"I'm sure I hope you're satisfied, Mr. Billing," she said. The jolly butcher asked whether Will Moody was satisfied, and Mr.
Billing set up his camera and put his head under the black cloth. Constable Moriarty sidled up to Major Kent. Nothing had been said about Mary Ellen's marriage with young Kerrigan. He felt that he had been unnecessarily alarmed. "I beg your pardon, Major," he said, "but maybe if you asked the gentleman he'd give me a copy of the photo when it's took."
Billing, Doyle and Mary Ellen entered the hotel the boys drifted together towards the motor-car. They walked all round it. They peered cautiously into it. The boldest of them prodded the tyres with his fingers. The window of the office of the Connacht Eagle was opened, and Mr.
"Except me," retorted Joe Billing. "You come down and get my breakfast ready. If I start early I shall catch Mr. Bill Ricketts on 'is way to work. And mind, if I find that steam-orgin 'ere when I come 'ome to-night you'll hear of it." He left the house with head erect and the light of battle in his eyes, and, meeting Mr.
"You are not," said Doyle. "Don't I see you standing there grinning at Constable Moriarty?" "He's after asking for his dinner," said Mary Ellen. She referred of course to Mr. Billing. The suggestion that she was grinning at Moriarty was unworthy of her notice. "And if he is," said Doyle, "why don't you give it to him?" "What'll I give him?" "Give him chops," said Doyle.
As is proverbial with respect to auctions, good and even valuable lots went in some cases for the traditional old song; it is on record that Mrs. Shafto's smart victoria was sold to a jobmaster for six pounds, Mrs. Billing secured a wonderful bargain in the Crown Derby tea service, and the Sheffield tea urn fell to Miss Tebbs for ten shillings and sixpence!
The reports were getting to ATIC, but the green fireball activity was taking top billing and no comments went back to the Army about their little lights. According to an Army G-2 major to whom I talked in the Pentagon, this silence was taken to mean that no action, other than sending in reports, was necessary on the part of the Army.
And it puts me in mind that, this afternoon, Billing the Quaker meeting me in the Hall, come to me, and after a little discourse did say, "Well," says he, "now you will be all called to an account;" meaning the Parliament is drawing near. 23rd.
"There is no rope on the pole. It rotted off a year ago." "That is too bad. I had already set my heart on billing the pole. It can be seen from all parts of the city, can it not?" "Yes, and a long way out of the city at that." "Come on, Teddy; let's not look at it. It makes me feel sad to think I cannot possess that pole." "I wonder if you will ever be satisfied?" grumbled Teddy.
"I wish you'd got a blinking dozen," he said, wistfully. "Well, so long. Be good." He walked into the Blue Lion absolutely free from that sense of shame which Mr. Purnip had predicted, and, accepting a pint from an admirer, boasted noisily of his exploit. Mr. Billing, suffering both mentally and physically, walked slowly home to his astonished wife.
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