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Slight differences of pronunciation are noticeable in different parts of the country: the people of Seibo are inclined to use the vowel "i" instead of the consonant "r" and say "poique" instead of "porque," somewhat as the New York street urchin says "boid" for "bird"; the people of Santiago sometimes drop the "r" entirely and say "poque," as the Southern negro in the United States says "fo" for "four"; the peasants of Puerto Plata show a tendency to use the "u" instead of "o" and say "tudu" instead of "todo," like some of the inhabitants of Catalonia in Spain.

"You're to de good." "And now," she went on, "I must give these babies back to their mothers, and then I'll come with you." She lowered herself through the trap, and John handed the children down to her. Pugsy looked on, smoking a thoughtful cigarette. John drew a deep breath. Pugsy, removing the cigarette from his mouth, delivered himself of a stately word of praise. "She's a boid," he said.

"A fine animal," said Psmith, adjusting his eyeglass. "To which particular family of the Felis Domestica does that belong? In colour it resembles a Neapolitan ice more than anything." Mr. Jarvis's manner became unfriendly. "Say, what do youse want? That's straight ain't it? If youse want to buy a boid or a snake why don't youse say so?" "I stand corrected," said Psmith.

You enters inter an' agreement wid me dat yer don't blow dis t'ing, ur I don't tell yer." "What if I want to tell a particular friend?" "Yer don't tell him. Dat's all. I had ter pay t'ree hunderd dollars ter learn dis, an' sign a 'greement dat I wouldn't give it erway. Jem Mace tort me dis trick w'en I sparred wid him in Liverpool. He says ter me, says he: 'Buster, ye're a boid, dat's wot ye are.

"Oh, curse the jewels for the hundredth time!" snapped Jimmy. "Yes, Mr. Chames. But, say, dat must be a boid of a necklace, dat one. You'll be seeing it at de dinner, Mr. Chames." Whatever comment Jimmy might have made on this insidious statement was checked by a sudden bang on the door. Almost simultaneously the handle turned. "P'Chee!" cried Spike. "It's de cop!" Jimmy smiled pleasantly.

"Say!" exclaimed Buster, "if dat cove wot yer arter does you he's a boid!" "That's just what he is," nodded Bruce, streaming with perspiration. "He is a bad man to go against." "If yer ever gits at him wid dat left ye'll knock him out, sure." "He is like a panther on his feet, and I shall be in great luck if I find him with my left." "Yer don't want ter t'ink dat.

He was out fer de dough all de time. But, say, did youse ever see his girl?" "What's that?" said Jimmy, sharply. "I seen her once." Spike became almost lyrical in his enthusiasm. "Gee! She was a boid a peach fer fair. I'd have left me happy home fer her. Molly was her monaker. She " Jimmy was glaring at him. "Cut it out!" he cried. "What's dat, boss?" said Spike.

"Gee!...Can I help youse wit' de duds, boss?" "No, thanks, Spike, I'm through now. You might just give me a brush down, though. No, not that. That's a hair-brush. Try the big black one." "Dis is a boid of a dude suit," observed Spike, pausing in his labors. "Glad you like it, Spike. Rather chic, I think." "It's de limit. Excuse me. How much did it set youse back, boss?"

Perhaps, now that he had actually handled the jewels, he would find it impossible to give them up. To Spike, a diamond necklace of cunning workmanship was merely the equivalent of so many "plunks"; but he knew that there were men, otherwise sane, who valued a jewel for its own sake. "It's a boid of a necklace, boss," he murmured, encouragingly.

But there were taken to the number of thrée or foure score, and amongst other the lord de Dampier seneshall of Ponthien, monsieur de Weriners, monsieur de Vineles, monsieur de Noielles, monsieur Iohn de Hangests capteine of Bullongne, the lord de Rambures, monsieur Lionell Darreis capteine of Graueling, monsieur Peter Rasser capteine of Arde, also Combernard capteine of Tirouan, Boid Chanon capteine of Montoire, Iohn Chanon capteine of Lisle, Stenebecke capteine of Ralingham, the bastard of Burneuill capteine of Burburgh.