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He could feel the strenuous efforts of his chauffeur as the latter gnawed at the knot. "Not at all, Mr. Carter. It's rawhide. The saliver from my mouth only mykes it swell. Of course that tightens the knot. It mykes it slimy, too, so's I carn't keep 'old of it." He scrambled to his feet with a hasty apology for his failure. "Fortunately our feet are not hobbled and we're not blindfolded.
I'll pound it the old tabby carn't be under one hundred. But quick! who does that d d parrot and the cock-a-too belong to that you've got stuck up there? and look, there's a canary and all! I'll be d d if you don't bring me a coach loaded like Wombwell's menagerie every day! Well, be lively! 'Twill be all the same one hundred years hence. All right? Sit tight! Good night!" "Well, Mr.
And with drunken solemnity he began to make a sign of the cross, as he had seen it done in Belgium. The other, in the half-light, plainly started. "Shut your bloody jaw, 'Enery," he said, "It's bad luck to swear near a cruchifix. I saw three chaps blotted out clean next second for it, back behind Lar Basay. Come on, will yer? We carn't stay 'ere all the blasted night."
"I've 'card as 'ow this was a great place for derelicks." "'Ow could she be a derelick," argued Mulcher, "w'en she 'as so much canvas aloft? You run up on derelicks an' git sunk, ever' cove knows that." "I carn't think of hall these things at once!" retorted Galton. "Perhaps she ees the Vulcan under sail with deesabled engines?" suggested Deschaillon.
"You think too much," he would say. "If you was to let in a bit with a spade, you might soon 'ave that garden of yours a Vision of Flowers. That's better than thinking, George." Or in a torrent of exasperation, "I CARN'T think, George, why you don't get a bit of glass 'ere. This sunny corner you c'd do wonders with a bit of glass."
"I told 'er that there wa'n't no danger in the old 'Lizy Rodgers, sech weather as I go out in. 'But ye carn't never tell, says she; 'and asides, says she, 'ye're a kind o' baldin' off an' dryin' away, more or less, every year, says she, 'an' I want yer pictur' took afore
"No taikers," retorted the ghost, as the bullets whistled through her chest, and struck deep into the wall on the other side of the kitchen. "That's a noisy gun you've got, but you carn't ly a ghost with cold lead hany more than you can ly a corner-stone with a chicken. H'I'm 'ere to sty until I gets me waiges."
"Get up," said Tom, giving his adversary a thrust with his foot, and another and another, feeling a kind of fierce satisfaction in so doing, for every thrust brought forth a howl. "Will you get up?" cried Tom. "I carn't; yer've broke my ribs and killed me yer coward."
'You carn't make a knight out of a woman, says the king, 'but give 'er my compliments, and tell 'er 'er monarch says as 'ow she's a cook as is too good for 'er staition." "That was very nice," said Terwilliger. "No one could have desired a higher recommendation than that."
"Certainly not," replied Mr. Jorrocks, with great gravity, jingling the silver in his breeches-pocket. "It's an old saying, James, and times proves it true, that you may take an 'oss to the water but you carn't make him drink and talking of 'osses, pray, how are you off in that line?"
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