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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.
Tibbs. ‘What is his complaint?’ ‘Why, the fact is,’ replied Mrs. Tibbs, with a most communicative air, ‘he has no stomach whatever.’ ‘No what?’ inquired Mrs. Bloss, with a look of the most indescribable alarm. ‘No stomach,’ repeated Mrs. Tibbs, with a shake of the head. ‘Lord bless us! what an extraordinary case!’ gasped Mrs.
The gentlemen looked out at the window; walked about the room; and, when they got near the door, dropped off one by one. Tibbs retired to the back parlour by his wife’s orders, to check the green-grocer’s weekly account; and ultimately Mrs. Tibbs and Mrs. Bloss were left alone together. Bloss, ‘I have not seen Mr. What’s-his-name yet.’ ‘Mr. Gobler?’ suggested Mrs. Tibbs. ‘Yes.’ ‘Oh!’ said Mrs.
As no such arrangement had been made, Kleber was in ignorance of what was meant; but he sent a messenger to Beaupuy, who was at Chateau-Gontier, and to Bloss, who commanded a column of grenadiers, to join him as soon as possible. Bloss arrived early the next morning at the camp. Beaupuy moved forward but, as his whole force had not yet come up, he did not arrive at the camp at the same time.
Funny I don't recollect yore face." "Not so very. I only passed through here to take the train." "That was it, eh? Two years ago must of been about the time the outfit was bought by that Stratton feller from Texas. Yuh know him well?" "Joe Bloss, the foreman, was a friend of mine," evaded Stratton. "He's the one I stopped off now to see."
Tibbs inquired after Mrs. Bloss’s health in a low tone. Mrs. Bloss, with a supreme contempt for the memory of Lindley Murray, answered the various questions in a most satisfactory manner; and a pause ensued, during which the eatables disappeared with awful rapidity. ‘You must have been very much pleased with the appearance of the ladies going to the Drawing-room the other day, Mr.
Bloss was in serious apprehension of her chuckling herself into a fit. ‘Well, I never!’ said Mrs. Bloss. ‘Yes. And please, ma’am, the servants gives him gin-and-water sometimes; and then he cries, and says he hates his wife and the boarders, and wants to tickle them.’ ‘Tickle the boarders!’ exclaimed Mrs. Bloss, seriously alarmed. ‘No, ma’am, not the boarders, the servants.’
Bloss proceeded to arrange the various preliminaries with wonderful despatch. ‘Now mind,’ said that lady, after terms were arranged; ‘I am to have the second-floor front, for my bed-room?’ ‘Yes, ma’am.’ ‘And you’ll find room for my little servant Agnes?’ ‘Oh! certainly.’ ‘And I can have one of the cellars in the area for my bottled porter.’
We are too apt to be like Recha in "Nathan," when she only looked at the palm trees because the Templar was standing under them; when her mind recovered its balance, she could see the palm trees themselves. "Nun werd' ich auch die Palmen wieder sehen Nicht ihn bloss untern Palmen."
He ought to be proud to help you to the leisure to write books; it should be his greatest privilege to have them published for you " "Can't you SEE him?" Bibbs interrupted, a faint ripple of hilarity in his voice. "If he could understand what you're saying and if you can imagine his taking such a notion, he'd have had R. T. Bloss put up posters all over the country: 'Read B. Sheridan.
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