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Surtaine's estimate of his beloved "Boyee," after a year of separation. "A little bit of a prig. A little bit of a cub. Just a little mite of a snob, too, maybe. But the right, solid, clean stuff underneath. And my son, thank God! My son all through." Hal saw her first, vivid against the lifeless gray of the cement wall, as he turned away from the Pierce car.
I won't interfere any more'n I can help, being an old meddler by taste. Blood's thicker than water, they say. I guess it's thicker than printer's ink, too. Remember this, right or wrong, win or lose, Boyee, I'm with you." All Hal's days now seemed filled with Pierce.
He paused for his effect; then delivered himself of a characteristically vigorous and gross aphorism: "Boyee, you can't sell a stink, in this town." "Perhaps I can help to get rid of it," said Hal. "Not you! Nobody thanks you for your pains. They take notice for a while, because their noses compel 'em to. Then they forget. What thanks does the public give a newspaper?
"What do 'ee want, Billee?" he inquired, going up to the trapper. "I want ye to hold this," answered Garey, offering him a round white shell, about the size of a watch, a species of which there were many strewed over the ground. "It's a bet, boyee?" "No, it is not." "Ain't wastin' yur powder, ar yur?" "I've been beat shootin'," replied the trapper, in an undertone, "by that 'ar Injun."
I tell you, Boyee, I've built my success on things like that. It's psychology: that's what it is. That's what you've got to learn, if you're going into the concern." "I'm ready, Dad. It sounds interesting. More so than I'd have thought." "Interesting! It's the very heart and core of the trade." Dr.
Well, that settles our business. Good luck to you in your independence, Boyee." He touched a bell. "Any one waiting to see me, Jim?" he asked the attendant. "Yes, sir. The Reverend Norman Hale." "Send him in." "Shall I go, Dad?" asked Hal. "Oh, you might take a little ramble around the shop. Go anywhere. Ask any questions of anybody. They all know you."
"Too blamed honest in some ways." "But you'd take my word?" "Oh, that! Yes. For anything." "Then I put my honor on this. If ever the time comes that I have to suppress legitimate news to protect or aid my own interests, I'll own up I'm beaten: I'll quit fighting, and I'll make the 'Clarion' a very sucking dove of journalism. Is that plain?" "Shake, Boyee. You've bought a horse.
Well, I'm holding my own, Boyee. Up to date, old age hasn't scratched me with his claws to any noticeable extent is that the way it goes? see 'Familiar Quotations. I'm getting to be a regular book-worm, Hal. Shakespeare, R.L.S., Kipling, Arnold Bennett, Hall Caine all the high-brows. And I get 'em, too. Soak 'em right in. I love it! Tell me, who's this Balzac?
Surtaine, consciously on the defensive. "About the medical ads." "McQuiggan's a sore-head" began the Doctor. "But you might have told me about Certina, as I've been living on Certina money." "There's nothing to tell." All the self-assurance had gone out of the quack's voice. "Father, does Certina cure Bright's disease?" "Cure? Why, Boyee, what is a cure?" "Does it cure it?" insisted Hal.
Go and tell Hop Joy to put up some grub for you. You had better camp on the plains to-night, so you won't be able to shoot your food." Delighted at the thought of going on a hunting trip, the boys hurried away to the Chinaman. "Golly! You boyee go shootee?" exclaimed the celestial when he had received the orders to pack their food. "No flaid ghostee?" "Of course not," replied Horace.
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