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The lads and lasses met her there, Cried 'Hilda Grahame, thou art a duck!" "Obadiah, you are a very impudent boy. Wait till Monday week, that's all! But go on; let me hear all this villainy." "Up then spake the brave Gerald, As he sat by the Codger's knee, 'Fifteen horned pouts I'll give to you, If you'll let Hilda the Grahame go free.
This goes beautifully. "Our lads are to the fishing gane, A-fishing with a line and float, And they hae grippet Hilda the Grahame, For stealing o' the Codger's boat." "I didn't steal it!" cried Hilda, aiming a neatly folded stocking- ball at the boy's head; but Gerald avoided it, and went on. "And they hae tied her hand and foot, And brought her to the camp, wuss luck!
"Gone to keep his weather eye on the codger's godown, sir." "Which shows he's a man of sense. Are all the men here?" "So far as I know, sir. I may be wrong." "Well, they'll make their way in small parties down to the river. 'Tis dark enough now; they will not be noticed, and they can steal along the bank under the trees until they come near Coja Solomon's ghat. You must come with me."
Sticking on the forehead of the other, by invisible means, was a massive cameo, in size and shape like the raspberry tart which is ordinarily sold for a penny, representing on its front the Capitol at Washington. 'Miss Toppit, and Miss Codger! said Mrs Hominy. 'Codger's the lady so often mentioned in the English newspapers I should think, sir, whispered Mark.
"Toyman," he said, "buy a bottle, an' it will cure you of that bad rheumatism." "No," replied the Toyman, "that won't cure even chilblains. That old codger's not telling the truth. And the people are fools to believe him." But all this time Dr. Pipp was handing out the bottles with one hand, and collecting the fifty-cent pieces with the other, and the Red Indian was singing his funny song,
Frank nodded, and Will broke in excitedly: "But the poor old codger's looks would naturally be changed," he argued, "after he had spent all this time wandering around the woods out of his mind at that. I am inclined to think that the girls are right and that it is really Professor Dempsey." "If only I could have gotten my hands on him!" mourned Roy. "We wouldn't have been in any further doubt."
Though it was an Hegelian mess of which I had partaken at Codger's table by way of a philosophical training, my sympathies have always been Pragmatist. I belong almost by nature to that school of Pragmatism that, following the medieval Nominalists, bases itself upon a denial of the reality of classes, and of the validity of general laws. The Baileys classified everything.
He displayed a marvellous invention in ascribing to her plausible expressions of opinion entirely identical in import with those of the Oxford and Harvard Pragmatists, against whom he waged a fierce obscure war.... It was Codger's function to teach me philosophy, philosophy! the intimate wisdom of things.
"Well, Jim," said the chief engineer of the Sea Eagle, James Darlington's yacht, "Captain William Broome, able seaman, and all round pirate, has routed us horse and foot, taken your riches by proxy and the yacht away from me by his own personal efforts." "It does look like we were up against it," admitted Jim, "but we have a fighting chance, and I propose to keep on that old codger's trail."
I believe that old codger's just too obstinate to die!" When they reached the prison door, the crowd gathered about them, eager for news, watching Mizzoo unfasten the door as if he were unlocking the secret to Willock's whereabouts. There were loud imprecations on the head of the murderer, and fierce prophecies as to what would happen to Bill if he preserved his incriminating silence.
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