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Updated: June 22, 2025
"You likee Ching show?" "Yes, of course. Prize-money, and you'd share." "Ching likee plize-money. You bling ship along, and Ching show." Ching's announcement cleared up what had been somewhat of a mystery.
All time makee too much wo'k. All time kick at glub. Mebbyso want blekfust in bed. Mebbyso bling baby. Neveh give Chinaboy a dolla'. No good. S'pose you bling woman fliend me quit. Me go back to China." "If you quit me now, one dead China boy stop," Casey threatened. He added craftily: "This lady tyee lady. All same mandarin's daughter. Hiyu rich!" "Ho!" said Feng thoughtfully. "Hiyu lich, eh?
Shoot cannon. Bling help. Maxon come klick. Bling men. Chase'm 'way," explained the Chinaman. "But plilates see 'em pletty white girl," he shrugged his shoulders and shook his head dubiously, "then old Sing no can flighten 'em 'way." The girl shuddered, and crouching close behind Sing hurried below.
Then he clucked to the half-breed woman, and she made ready as sumptuous a tea as ever entered the room of a convalescent. Like a waiter at a seaside hotel, Li Choo carried the tray above his head on three fingers to the staircase, and as he mounted to the landing, called out, "Welly good tea me bling gen'l'man."
He put the question to Charley Moi, and when the smiling-faced Chinaman replied, Frank caught his breath. "That easy, bloss," said Charley, nodding. "Happen this way. Long time black me 'gage with sahib, like one know out in Canton. Think have samee big joss some bit up here in canlon. Me to bling grub to certain place evly two month. Him give me list what buy, and put cash in hand.
Then he clucked to the half-breed woman, and she made ready as sumptuous a tea as ever entered the room of a convalescent. Like a waiter at a seaside hotel, Li Choo carried the tray above his head on three fingers to the staircase, and as he mounted to the landing, called out, "Welly good tea me bling gen'l'man."
By 'm by you bling labbit, I fly him too." "Rabbit!" laughed back the hunter contemptuously, breaking his rifle and peering into the breech to see that it was loaded. "I'll not waste a cartridge on a rabbit, John." He lapsed from pigeon English with an ease that betokened a newcomer. The Chinaman looked after him pensively.
"Now, 'most any fella ridin' range would nacherally pull his gun and bling at 'em. What for? Search me! They ain't botherin' nobody. Jest playin'. Guess 'most any animals like to play if they wasn't scared o' gettin' shot all the time. Funny how some folks got to kill everything they see runnin' wild. What's the use?
Hoku now hurriedly turned to me. "You hully up, bling me one pair bellows pletty quick!" he commanded. I ran into his room and brought the bellows from his fireplace.
"If I was like some," said Sundown, addressing the toad, "I'd pull me six-shooter, only I ain't got it now, and bling you to nothin'. Accordin' to law you're the injudicious cause preceding the act, which makes you guilty accordin' to the statues of this here commonwealth, and I seen lots of 'em on the same street, in Boston, scarin' hosses to death and makin' kids and nuss-girls cry.
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