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"What was the trouble?" asked the passenger. "That bunch of bone-heads," Kieran was talking. He was also pinching the crust from the wick of a candle he held "they sneaked down there to have a little game. And brought this candle with them for light.
"He hasn't got next," reported Master Maloney. "He can't git on to me curves. Dese wop kids is all bone-heads. Say, kid, look-a here." He walked to the door, rapped on it smartly, and, assuming a look of extreme ferocity, stretched out his hand and thundered: "Unbelt-a! Slip-a me da stuff!" The wop kid's puzzlement in the face of this address became pathetic.
He said he had plastered his last Samoelon and, not being there to watch the Board and concentrate his wonderful Trading Instinct on every jiggle of the Dial, there was no telling what the Bone-Heads had done to him. You see, he had no recollection whatever of going Short, for he had been in a Walking Delirium at the time and crazy as a Cubist.
"Where did she go?" Pugsy vouchsafed another jerk of the head, in the direction of the outer door. "She's beaten it," he said. "I seen her make a break for de stairs. Guess she's forgotten to remember somet'ing," he added indifferently, turning once more to his romance of prairie life. "Goils is bone-heads."
"What was all that you started to tell us about the dry-farmers, Andy?" he asked indulgently. "All straight goods. But there's no use talking to you bone-heads. You'll set around chewing the rag and looking wise till it's too late to do anything but holler your heads off."
"If them bone-heads don't wake up, nobody'll be any the wiser and it's a lovely night for a ramble," murmured Weary, consoling himself. "Well, I couldn't sleep," Irish confessed, half defiantly. "I expect it's just a big josh, but it won't do any hurt to make sure." "Yuh all think Andy Green lives to tell lies," snapped Pink, throwing the saddle on his horse with a grunt at the weight of it.
Drawing his covers closer, Slater shouted: "Close that hatch, you bone-heads! I'm blowing away!" The photographer ventured to remonstrate. "It's mighty close in here, Doc. Is it safe to breathe the bugs?" "Perfectly safe," Gray assured him. "At least Miss Appleton hasn't suffered yet."
In the second, I cannot see why the pursuit of my private business should interest you." "Come on come on!" remonstrated Newman. "I ain't got any time to waste kiddin' around with you." "Get down to the point then," advised Marsh. "All right, I will," said Newman. "We don't mind these bulls. They're bone-heads. I can run circles around any one of them.
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