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Well, at all events, I'm going to walk with your K. O., and it's time I was getting ready. Good-by." "Good-by, Mrs. Wynyard." "Day-day!" said Dorothy, from the divan. "She's a crack-a-jack!" exclaimed young Nisbet, after she had gone. "Mercy!" said Dorothy. "I never knew you to be so enthusiastic over any one before.
The billiard-room gang acts just the same way when the downstairs school teacher goes past. Hello!" "What is it?" "That young chap by the mizzen window looks sort of familiar to me. The one that stood up to shake a day-day to whoever was passin'. Hum! He's made a hit, ain't he? I expect some unprotected female's heart broke at that signal. I cal'late I know him." "Who? Which one?
Oh, but won't you fellows just love her and Almira!" It was all out, that deep secret about their change of boarding-house; and the Hart boys had something to enjoy this time, for Dab and his friends looked at each other for a moment in blank amazement. "All right, boys," shouted Ford, at the end of it: "here's for some breakfast. Good-morning, Joe. Day-day, Fuz. See you again by and by."
Young Benson's opportunity came at just that instant. Smack! He landed his right fist in the driver's face, almost dazing him. With the left fist Jack struck himself free. But Radwin was just upon him as the boy turned. "No, you don't!" mocked Captain Jack, ducking down, kangaroo-fashion. "Day-day!"
Pete is what I would call a plunger with the lid on. He never bets more than two dollars on a race and even then he keeps wishing he had it back. Pete had me nailed to the corner of Broadway and 42d Street for about ten minutes when fortunately Bunch Jefferson rolled up in his new kerosene cart and I needed no second invitation to hop aboard and give Pete the happy day-day! "Whither away, Bunch?"
It's a trick I have, he says, whin I'm tryin' to kape something from him." She laughed happily, and bade Billy "shake a day-day" to the pretty lady; which behest Billy, half turning his rosy little face from the maternal fount, obeyed perfunctorily and then, smiling, closed his sleepy eyes upon his mother's breast.
She was a slut, m'sieu' did I not know her? Did Ma'm'selle Slut not wait at table in this house and lead the men a dance here night and day-day and night till I found it out! Well, off he went with the slut, and left the lady behind. . . . You men, you treat women so." Jean Jacques put out a hand as though to argue with her. "Sometimes it is the other way," he retorted.
'Yes, it's dreadful having our face washed, isn't it? said Mrs Blackshaw, with her sleeves up, and her hair by this time down. 'We don't like it, do we? Yes, yes. Emmie grunted, without a sound, and yet Mrs Blackshaw heard her, and finished that face quickly and turned to the hands. 'Potato-gardens every day, she said. 'Evzy day-day. Fat little creases! There! He likes that! There! Feet! Feet!
"Not I. We shall make a grand hit, or I'm a fool. Day-day!" Pinky waved her hand gayly, and then retired. A COLD wet drizzling rain was beginning to fall when Pinky Swett emerged from the house. Twilight was gathering drearily. She drew her thin shawl closely, and shivered as the east wind struck her with a chill.
But they had no more effect than the reiterated exhortations with which nurses confuse the poor heads of babies, when they require them to "shake a day-day shake a day-day!" Mrs. Morland now interfered, and begged that the sleepy little boy might be excused; on which he screamed out that "he wasn't sleepy at all, and would not go to bed ever."
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