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She promised to arrange the matter shortly, and send some accredited representative to warn me when the psychological moment arrived. Where could I be found? 'Oh, I'll go and undress at once, I said. 'No, don't do that, sir; I cawn't get a bawth all in a minute, she told me. 'Perhaps you'd like to wite in the smokin'-room.

He was in very good humor with our whole continent, and at Longfellow's table he found the champagne even surprisingly fine. "But," he said to his host, who now told the story, "it cawn't be genuine, you know!" Many years afterwards this author revisited our shores, and I dined with him at Longfellow's, where he was anxious to constitute himself a guest during his sojourn in our neighborhood.

From the other room the slavey came with reddened eyes. "'Ere, sir; 'ere Miss." She was snuffling. "Why, M'riar," said Kreutzer, in dismay! "What is it? Why weep you?" "Ho, it allus mykes me snivel w'en I sees you two together, that w'y. Hi cawn't stand it. 'Ow you love! It mykes me 'ungry. Yuss, fair 'ungry. Nobody ain't hever loved me none it mykes me 'ungry."

Isn't it just fairilly entrancing? He has a curly moustache and a nice nose. He's English, like father. He says "cawn't," and "shawn't," and "heah," and "theyah," genuine, no affectation. It's the first perfectly joyful thing that has ever come to us. Courthope moved quietly back and stood before the blazing logs, looking down into them with a smile of pure pleasure upon his lips.

We cawn't 'ave Barney, but you'd do in his place, an' I guess we could make things hump a bit. W'en the gang gits a goin' things begin to hum. You remember that day down at the 'Old King's' w'en me an' Barney an' Dick " "Och! Ben lad," said Mrs. Boyle, "Margaret will be hearing that story many's the time. But what would you be doing in an hospital?" "Me? I hain't goin' fer to work in no 'ospital!

And sitting up, against all probability, startled his visitor horribly. But very soon Donkin recovered himself. He blustered, "What? What? Who's a liar? You are the crowd are the skipper everybody. I ain't! Putting on airs! Who's yer?" He nearly choked himself with indignation. "Who's yer to put on airs," he repeated, trembling. "'Ave one 'ave one, says 'ee an' cawn't eat 'em 'isself.

"Perhaps it ayn't syfe to give it!" Her voice floated back now from the threshold; predominated for a moment later in one of the corners of the bar leading to the street: "Oi soi, you cawn't go in for a 'arf of bitters without a bloomin' graveyard mist comin' up be'ind yer back!"

"You cawn't fool me, deah boy!" declared the dude, with growing conviction. But he carefully covered the mug. Then Reddy, with a grin, reached under the rough table they were using and soon pulled his hand back with a half dollar in the palm. The boys laughed, and wondered, and the girls were likewise puzzled. Purt looked both amazed and vexed. Then they began to laugh at him.

Gammon began to understand what a mistake it was to have brought Polly to a music-hall for the purpose of breaking with her. Under cover of the languishing lyric Miss Sparkes put her head nearer to him. "What am I to do, eh?" "To do?" "I cawn't go on like this. Do you want me to get another job somewhere? I sh'd think you might see I cawn't wear this jacket much longer." The crisis was dreadful.

He had thought that Anna might have reached the tenement by that time, for he had gone out a second time and made a number of delightful, although meagre purchases. "No signs," said M'riar. "Yn't see a sign of 'er. But hit cawn't be long before she'll be 'ere, can it?" "No, M'riar; not long." The place was poorly furnished.