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"Sorry, old man; but you know, up at the camp summer before last why, everyone called you Sukey." "A lot of bounders they were too!" flares out Blair. "I I'd asked them not to. And I'll not stand it! So there!" "Oh!" says Hamilton, grinnin' tantalizin'. "My error. I take back the Sukey, Mr. Hiscock."
"Hullo, Betty," he growled, hauling off his hat as if he hated the bother of doing it. "Where did you spring from?" "Home. Where on earth did you spring from?" I echoed. "They've sprung me off their beastly beach," said he, glaring, and sticking in his eyeglass. Then he almost waved his hideous little bathing suit at me. "Wouldn't let me bathe, the bounders." "Wouldn't let you bathe?" "No.
Maudie herself had the manners of an aristocrat of fiction. She walked through life, curling a contumelious lip, unshaken by the passions, aloof from the struggles, high above the emotions that stir and beset the creatures of the dust. In Maudie's estimation Billy Bluff was a bounder. Certainly he bounded, and like most bounders he conceived of himself quite falsely as a funny fellow.
"There's one of them, now, one of the great railroad kings, not one of your Western bounders, but the real Eastern, New York patriotic brand, one of the brave, daring pioneers who risked all to push great transcontinental railroads through the trackless deserts of the West with millions furnished by the government which they dumped into their own pockets while the world was shouting their praises for developing the Nation's resources."
I'm bounders under a sacred obligation to the husband of my child, and the Lord's wrath on him who interferes and lifts his hand against me when I perform my sacred duty as a father. Place there! I'm going to open the door. Rhoda, see to your sister's bonnet and things. Robert, stand out of my way. There's no refreshment of any sort you'll accept of before starting, Mr. Sedgett? None at all!
They were all there now, a score or more of sheets of thin foreign note paper, covered with hand-writing of a distinctly feminine type. The two men read Richard Beverley watched them scowling! "What the mischief little May Boswell's letters have to do with you fellows, I can't imagine!" he muttered. "Go on reading, you bounders! Much good may they do you!"
He shrank at first from their society, consoling himself with the reflection that, being bounders, it did not matter whether they succeeded or not. But this explanation did not hold good for long. They were not bounders not all of them. People not only dined with them: they asked them to dinner. Quite decent fellows, in fact.
They went off together, and I saw no more of Conroy till dinner-time. He deliberately avoided my garden-party, although Godfrey had explained to him the night before that my guests would be "quite the funniest lot of bounders to be found anywhere." The Pringles must have been disappointed at not meeting Conroy.
She'd showed up uncommonly well, rather like this one did in the hot sunshine. Walking back to the hotel he met a string of bounders, people he had seen and loathed at breakfast.
"She must be in the game or her letters to some of her friends would have betrayed their whereabouts. What was she like?" "Miss Sanderson was very popular in a certain rather flashy set in Chicago. But her folks were bounders. They lived right up to the limit, just as Dawson did, in my opinion.
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