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Updated: May 10, 2025
Sounds of singing came from within. A Chinaman opened the door to his knock. Smith asked if the master was at home. "Massa inside allo lightee," answered the man. "Me go fetchee, chop-chop." He soon returned, followed by a stalwart bearded Australian of about fifty years, smoking a big pipe. "Well, mate," he said, eyeing Smith curiously by the light of the door lamp; "what can I do for you?"
Heap flaid too much talkee-talkee. No stop; go fish now; go fish chop-chop. Los' heap time; go fish. I no savvy sail um boat, China boy no savvy sail um boat. I tink um you savvy plenty heap much disa bay. Boss number two, him no savvy sail um boat, but him savvy plenty many all same. "And we're to stop on board your dough-dish and navigate her for you?" shouted Moran, her face blazing.
He was talking in a faint and feeble voice to Wilbur as she came up, and was trying to explain to him that he was sorry he had deserted the schooner during the scare in the bay. "Planty muchee solly," he said; "China boy, him heap flaid of Feng-shui. When Feng-shui no likee, we then must go chop-chop. Plenty much solly I leave-um schooner that night; solly plenty savvy?"
Give number one, top-slide lide!" exclaimed a voice, and a small Chinaman jumped down from the stage seat, where, under the shade of the shed he had been sleeping, and began to untie the halters of the mules that were attached to the ram-shackle old vehicle. "Be lite out!" Hop Sing went on. "Me glive you click lide. Me go fast! You see! Chop-chop!"
Now she was beginning to realize that they were part of the training for just such emergencies as this. Now her eyes were on the wolf, and now on the boy. As the wolf approached she cringed back to the very end of her jerk-line. She saw his red tongue lolling, heard the chop-chop of his iron jaws and caught the wicked gleam of his eyes.
Other good phrases are "chop-chop" for "hurry up," "chin-chin" for "greeting," and "chow-chow" for "food." A Scotch fellow-passenger was telling me the other day of the saying that "The Scotchman keeps the Sabbath day, and every other good thing he can lay his hands on."
"Ping!" "Les?" "Are you all packed and ready?" "Me belongee chop-chop," answered Ping, meaning that he was ready to move. "Follow along behind us, but make those lazy burros keep close up. We don't want to lose you and have to look all over the desert for you. Now, folks, please listen carefully to what I have to say.
Each bucket full of water that he brought back was poured into the big iron kettle over the fireplace. Higher and higher roared the flames. When Sarah wasn't asking for more water, she was asking for more wood. The steady chop-chop of Tom's ax could be heard from the wood lot. Everyone was working, even Dennis. Sarah gave him a pan of soap and hot water and told him to wash the cabin walls.
I maneuvered into a pretty good position, under the circumstances, and was going to fire a round into them and then dive for home and mother, when the bullets began to sing about me from a fifth plane. I couldn't see it, so I flip-flopped chop-chop. As I turned I saw Immelmann's plane swoop past.
Gordon sends back small parcels of trade but sends a lot of gold dust to a fellow in Surabaya old capital of Java, y' know. "Evidently Gordon has located a gold-bearing river on the concession and is swiping the dust. Tells Mynheer a lot of lies to quiet him, Houten wants me to ferret out this Surabaya duck, get the hang o' things, then go out after Mister Gordon, chop-chop.
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