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This chappie Quayle has been trapped in a lonely house, thinking he was going to see a pal in distress; and instead of the pal there pop out a whole squad of masked blighters with guns. I don't see how he's going to get out of it, myself; but I'll bet he does. He's a corker!" If anybody could have pitied Aline more than she pitied herself, as she waded through the adventures of Mr.
"Very onhandsome of 'e, Mr. Grimbal," declared the stout Chappie; "an' you so young an' in the prime of life, tu!" Here Phoebe met them, and Mr. Blee, observing the signs of tears upon her face, supposed that anxiety for him had wet her cheeks, and comforted his master's child. "Doan't 'e give way, missy. 'T is all wan, an' I ban't 'feared of the tomb, as I've tawld 'em.
So for the present let us eat and drink, for to-morrow we may drown. Knock me a biscuit out of the weevils, old chappie, and give me likewise vermouth and corned horse."
The only possible objection any reasonable chappie could find to the place is that they loose you into it from the boat at such an ungodly hour.
Well, I had a word or two with this chappie, and after a brief conversation it was borne in upon me that I was up to the gills. Alice was with me at the time, and noticed it too. Now you'd have thought that that would have put a girl off a fellow, and all that. But no. Nobody could have been more sympathetic.
His name must be Dam short for Damon or Pythias or Iphigenia or something which we may proceed to forget.... Poor old chappie no wonder he's taking to secret drinking. I should drink, myself. Poor chap!" and Trooper Goate, heaving a sympathetic sigh, murmured also "Poor chap!" But Trooper Little, once the Hon. Bertie Le Grand, thought "Poor lady!"
He's a sort of secretary, you know, Reggie, to his uncle, and I saw in the paper this morning that the uncle returned yesterday after a long voyage in his yacht. So he must have come back, too. He has to go everywhere his uncle goes." "And everywhere the uncle went, the chappie was sure to go!" murmured Reggie. "Sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt." "I must see him.
Out with it, Holmes," said Laurence, with a half smile at his friend's thinly veiled embarrassment. "Oh, there was another girl in the crowd Miss Falkner deuced pretty girl, too. The sulky chappie was her brother." "Whose brother? Miss Ormskirk's?" said Laurence innocently. "No; the blue-eyed one's. At least they both called him George." "Yes. I remember they came on board the Persian.
Gussie would cleat his throat and begin: 'There's a great big choo-choo waiting at the deepo. What's it waiting for? GUSSIE: 'For I'm off to Tennessee. He did this all through the song. At first poor old Gussie asked him to stop, but the chappie said, No, it was always done. It helped to get pep into the thing.
"Father and mother both came running over the minute they heard of it, and nothing would suit Annie but we should start right off on the night train, and come down here and explain. And, to tell the truth, I wanted to come myself I felt as if we owed it to the poor little chappie." Uncle Frank's own voice sounded husky.
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