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"Nay," said the priest with a smile. "Thou shalt pray God to make her as a little child." "That's a corker, that is!" Dan picked up the hammer, and began meditatively to fashion a nail. "Our Ank'ret were a babby once," said he, as if to himself. "She were a bonnie un, too. She were, so!
Crump doesn't know what he means to do, but I made him promise, if he finds out, to come and tell me, and I'll give him another shilling. Then we shall be prepared." "I say, Diggy," exclaimed Jack Vance, "you are a corker!" and the bell now commencing to ring for evening preparation, the meeting terminated.
Every letter was so full of the new influences coming into his life, that it was impossible to give even an idea of the history in the making that was going on with the Parkers. In the first days in New York he saw T.H. Morgan. "I just walked in on him and introduced myself baldly, and he is a corker. A remarkable talker, with a mind like a flash. I am to see him again.
Without stars, or moon, or changing sun how could you find her even though you knew where she might be found?" The proposition was a corker. It quite took my breath away; but I found that it left me all the more determined to attempt it. "If Ghak will accompany us we may be able to do it," I suggested. Perry and I sought him out and put the question straight to him.
"You bet yeh," said Joe, husky with the muffles. "She's a corker," continued Sam, "double compressed, compensating, forty horsepower, ain't she, Joe?" "You bet yeh!" adding, for purpose of emphasis, "By gar!" "Six cylinder, self-starter," continued Sam with increasing enthusiasm. "Self-starter," echoed Joe, going off into a series of choking chuckles. "Sure t'ing, by gar!"
"Because I thought he might ride straight for once. And being up on Sis, I thought he couldn't help but win. And so I plunged heavy. And now, by Heck! ten dollars gone, and I'm mad; mad clear through. Sis was a corker, and ought to have had the race. I read all about her in the Little Falls Daily Banner. I'd just like to lay hands on that Garrison a miserable little whelp; that's what he is.
"Well, I shall do my best." "I don't think you need to train to do that trick," said Punch Swallows. "A man who can knock out Kid Lajoie ought to polish off a freshman in a minute." "You haven't seen Merriwell fight?" "No." "I have." "He is clever?" "He is a corker. Of course I believe I can do him, but I want to do him easy, and that is why I am training." Another party of sophomores came in.
"I've been seeing your brother to-day," remarked he. "Bob?" Mr. Crowninshield nodded. "Yes. We went over to the Seaver Bay wireless station." The lad waited. "You have a very fine brother, youngster, and one whom you may well be proud of." "Yes, sir." His Highness knew what a corker Bob was without being told. "We had, in fact, quite a talk with your brother." "Yes, sir."
"And will he come here if we pay him?" "He's a corker!" exclaimed the street waif. "But he's mighty busy. You got to show him money in your hand to get him to come to see anybody. You know how these folks are around here. They don't have no money for nothin' least of all for doctors."
"It's a variant of those advertisements they print in the magazines. 'Why pay rent? Own somebody else's home!" "That does rather sum it up," said Jill. Wally burst into a roar of laughter. "He's a corker!" Jill was immensely relieved. For all her courageous bearing, she had not relished the task of breaking the news to Wally.
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