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Feed and water and that sort of thing. By the way, who are you?" "I'm his son," said Sax, simply and proudly, "and this is my friend. Father said he'd meet this train." "His son, are you? Oh, well, you may depend upon it, he's not far away if he said he'd meet you. But he didn't come in to-day. I know that for a cert. You'd better come over to the hotel and let me fix you up for the night.
"You tell Bunt Rogers that he's a-gittin' too big fer his britches, an' first thing he knows, he'll whirl round an' see his naked nose. Tell him I said so." "Well, is they any Santy Claus?" "W'y cert. Ain't I a-tellin' you? Laws! ain't you never seen him yet?" "I seen that kind of a idol they got down in Plotner's winder." "Well, he looks jist like that, on'y he's alive."
A stable with always a couple of bronchos handy; handy to slap the packs and saddles on and be off and away whenever the fever for chasin' pockets came over me. Great pocket country down there, to the east and along the desert." "And no house on the ranch?" "Cert!
Then, as John said nothing, he added quickly, "He and I have made up our minds not to try for a remove this term. You see, next term is the jolliest term of the year cricket and 'Ducker' and Lord's. And we shall know the form's swat thoroughly, and have time to enjoy ourselves. You'll be with us. Your remove is a 'cert' eh?" John beamed.
"I declare," says another man, after 'twas all over, "I thought you was a Christian." "Am up to a cert in p'int," says he. "Can't go tew fur not 'n these parts men are tew powerful. 'Twon't do 'less ye wan'if die sudden. When he begun poundin' uv me I see I wan't eggzac'ly prepared." ''Fraid 's a good deal thet way with most uv us. We're Christians up to a cert'in p'int.
'I'm 'fraid he's goin' to down you. Ain't thar no way to fix it? Can't Dan yere settle with this Red Dog man? "'Cert, says Dan Boggs, 'an' I makes the trip too gleeful. Jest to spar' Nell's feelin's, Cherokee, an' not to interfere with no gent's little game, I takes your hand an' plays it. "'Not none, says Cherokee; 'this is my deal. Don't cry, Nellie, he adds, smoothin' down her yaller ha'r.
Anyone but a Turk would have opened rapid fire on seeking his target smoking like a factory chimney, ringed round by a crowd of small craft. But these old Turks are real freaks. Their fierce courage on the defensive is the only cert about them. On all other points it becomes a fair war risk to presume upon their happy-go-lucky behaviour.
"I haven't been long in your country, but that's about the only reply I've been able to meet with to any question yet. Tell me, as a matter of curiosity, is there any one thing you are ever certain of out here? Just one." The agent looked at him with faint amazement. "There is one," he said; "just one." "Well and that?" "Death. That's always a dead cert. Let's liquor. Put a name to it, skipper."
Stutz seemed to me to speak English with difficulty. His native language was perhaps German, perhaps Hebrew or Yiddish or whatever the language is which modern Jews speak in private life. "The matter is simple enough," said Gorman. "Our machine will drive any other out of the market. There's no possibility of competition. The thing is simply a dead cert. It can't help going."
'What's up with you this morning? Feeling chippy? 'No. No, I'm all right. I'm in a beastly hole though. I wanted to talk to you about it. 'Weigh in, then. We've got plenty of time before school. 'It's about this Aldershot business. How on earth did you manage to lick Allen like that? I thought he was a cert. 'Yes, so did I. The 'ole thing there, as Dawkins 'ud say, was, I knocked him out.
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