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Blease came up, and the three of us shouldered the things and stumbled off to find the vanished carriages, which were half a mile down the road. Jan flung his baggage on to somebody and soundly boxed the corporal's ears, calling him a "gloop."
He has fought English and French and Russians, but he says our troops are the most wonderful of all." "Jolly sensible chap," said Jan. "I'd say the same myself if I was a prisoner." Major Gaschitch told Dr. Berry that if the Serbian army retreated we were to retreat with them. Blease and Jan got hard at work putting rope handles to the packing-cases and labelling them for special purposes.
"Wait, I'll get up and close the window, Mrs. Neugass!" "You doan' need to," she said, slamming down the window herself, opening the floor register, and seating herself rigidly on the chair that faced the bed. "I want a little talk with you, blease." "Why, yes, Mrs. Neugass!" A wave of memory and a sense of physical misery swept over Lilly so that it was difficult for her to force the smile.
At the mention of Garman's name, Blease's thin figure seemed to collapse. "Garman? Garman don't know we're here, does he? Are are you a friend of Mr. Garman's, suh?" "I think," replied Payne, "he is the worst enemy I've got. Do you know him?" After a long pause Blease said slowly: "I was his caretaker over there once." "What do you think of him?"
"How do you expect to do any farming without a mule? Come over to my camp next week when I get some in and I'll try to fix you up." Blease stood looking at him, tugging at his ragged beard, shifting from one foot to the other, gazing hopelessly round for an answer to the miracle. Finally he cleared his throat. "Some catch there." "No." "How do you mean that, Mr. Payne?"
The walls were caked with the blood of years, yet the meat was always hung against them after having been well soused in the filthy water. Mr. Berry decided to build a new one: some of the money was subscribed through Mr. Blease by the Liverpool Liberal Club; the rest Mr. Berry paid himself. At once the state began to quarrel with the commune as to the ownership of the proposed treasure.
After a weary walk, she came out upon Van Ness Avenue, near its junction with Market Street. "Say, say, den, blease hellup a boor womun." "Mammy, mammy, I'm hungry." It was Friday night, between seven and eight. The great deserted avenue was already dark. A sea fog was scudding overhead, and by degrees descending lower.
But Mrs. Blease once was secretary never mind. Garman and his swimming pool No, I ain't telling; I ain't telling!" The rest of the day was torture for Payne. Blease had said too much and too little for him to have any peace. He had caught one glimpse of the woman in the shack, and alternately he wished he had not seen her and that the sight of her had been more illuminating.
"Blease don't dell me now as we shall some reptiles meet up mit pefore we finish dis exblorations. If dere iss one thing I don't like, worser as snakes, dose pe alligators. I would go across der street to avoid dem. You moost some fun pe making when you say dot, Paul?"
No doubt, by now the policeman would be gone home for the night. She looked about. She was in the district of modest residences, and a young man was coming toward her, carrying a new garden hose looped around his shoulder. "Say, Meest'r; say, blease " The young man gave her a quick look and passed on, hitching the coil of hose over his shoulder.
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