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Donnelle said he was probably just a tramp that had been sleeping in the boat and he didn't seem to mind much, only he said it would be better to keep the door locked. "Maybe he might have been a " Pee-wee began. "No siree," I said. "We've had enough of deep-dyed villains for one day, if that's what you were going to say." "Maybe we'd better track him," said Pee-wee, very serious.
What's it all about, and what's he trying to do to Markovitch?" "I can scarcely think what to tell you," I said at last. "I don't really know much about Semyonov, and my guesses will probably strike you as insane." "No, they won't," said Bohun. "I've learnt a bit lately." "Semyonov," I said, "is a deep-dyed sensualist. All his life he's thought about nothing but gratifying his appetites.
The druggist was a deep-dyed Democrat, and sniffed when she asked him what he thought of Forbes for Representative. "He's no politician at all just an aristocrat," declared Latham, a dapper little man with his hair slicked down to his ears and a waxed moustache. "And he's got fool notions, too. If he stopped the advertising signs I wouldn't sell half as many pain-killers and liver-pills."
When he is upon trial and the question is, 'Sir, are you guilty, or are you not guilty? and he raises his blood-stained hands, deep-dyed in innocent and patriotic blood, the Senator from Pennsylvania rises and says, 'For God's sake! do not deprive him of the right to go to the legislature. The idea is that if a man has forfeited his life, it is too great a punishment to deprive him of the privilege of holding office."
He was vain, he was boastful, he was as deluded by fine clothes as any silly-headed girl. A truly deep-dyed villain could have hornswaggled him as readily as he could have flattered a pretty shop-girl. His fine success as a salesman lay in his geniality and the thoroughly reputable standing of his house.
Such large salaries were paid because of the great risk run by the brave men, for their duty was a continuously hazardous one. All classes of men were to be found among these drivers, from the graduate of Yale and Harvard to the desperado deep-dyed in his villainy. The latter sometimes enlisted in the work for the sole purpose of robbery.
In front, a deep-dyed rug of osiers, covering the entrance way, was intricately laced to the standing part of the tent. As I divided this lacing with my cutlass, there arose an outburst of voices from the Islanders. And they covered their faces, as the interior was revealed to my gaze. Before me crouched a beautiful girl. Her hands were drooping.
He was out of harmony with the glad living colors around him, ghostlike amid the brightness of the flowering earth and the deep-dyed heaven. He met his daughter's eyes and smiled. "Your prisoner has escaped you, Missy." She tried to control herself, to beat down the surge of anger that shook her. Meeting him she implored with low-toned urgence: "Father, you can't do it. Go back. You're too sick."
Whether a telegram from the invalid mother did really come in the nick of time to save me, like Abraham's ram that caught in the bushes at the last minute; or whether this sudden dash to Scotland is a deep-dyed plot; or whether he isn't going, really, but means to stop and spy on me disguised as a chauffeur or a performing bear or what, I can't guess.
"It's proved against him; it's brought, home to him." "Who's his accuser?" "His father's servant, Bartle Flanagan, has turned king's evidence." "The deep-dyed villain!" she exclaimed, with indignation; "father, of that crime, so sure as God's in heaven, so sure is Connor O'Donovan innocent, and so sure is Bartle Flanagan guilty I know it." "You know it explain yourself."
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