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Post had said to Miss Demme before breakfast, "It is plain to see that this so-called aristocratic culture cannot hold its ground: there is much that is rotten at the core after all." Whereupon Miss Demme, shaking her short curls, had answered, "There is simply a lack of inward freedom." After breakfast the professorial family drove away, taking a hasty and over-affectionate farewell.
While they stood there amazed and uncertain, the rain came down again in torrents, worse than before if possible. They scampered for cover, plunging three abreast beneath the same steps that had sheltered Penelope and Shaw such a short time before. "Ouch! Get off my foot!" roared the duke. "Zounds! Who are you punching, demme! Hullo! What's this? A door and open, as I live."
"Turned," continued Yuba Bill, severely, "turned into a restyourant waiter, a garsong! Eh, Alfonse, bring me a patty de foy grass and an omelette, demme!" "Dear old chap!" said Islington, laughing, and trying to put his hand over Bill's bearded mouth, "but you YOU don't look exactly like yourself! You're not well, Bill."
He was so much nearer Bazelhurst Villa when they found it that he would have kept on in that direction for the sake of his warm bed had not his companions talked so scornfully about cowardice. "He's like a wildcat to-night," said the duke in an aside to the little Frenchman, referring to his lordship. "Demme, I'd rather not cross him. You seem to forget that his sister is out in all this fury."
The Swearers I have spoken of in a former paper; but the Half-Swearers, who split and mince, and fritter their oaths into "gad's but," "ad's fish," and "demme," the Gothic Humbuggers, and those who nickname God's creatures, and call a man a cabbage, a crab, a queer cub, an odd fish, and an unaccountable skin, should never come into company without an interpreter.
And this answer satisfying his comrades, the articles of peace were subscribed to. Now, then, the tall stranger began searching his pockets with a most consequential air. "Gad, so!" said he at last; "not in my breeches pocket! well, it must be in my waistcoat. No. Well, 'tis a strange thing demme it is!
When they do they will abolish reputation with it. And what's a gentleman got but his honor demme!" And the royal emissary carefully brushed a crimson stain from the bespattered saint. By this time the land baron had regained consciousness, and, his wounds temporarily bandaged, walked, with the assistance of the count, to his carriage.
I want your company.... My good boy, haven't you ever guessed, all these years, that I rather like your company? That was why I was so angry when you and your precious brother made a fool of me long ago. It hurt, because I liked you, Peter Margerison. That was why I couldn't forgive you. Demme! I don't think I've forgiven you yet, nor ever shall.
Barminster explained that he was going to see how the cook was resting; however, he would go much farther to be of service to the runaway sister of his host. "She's broken-hearted," half sobbed the brother. "Yes," agreed the duke; "and what's a broken leg to a broken heart? Penelope's heart, at that. Demme, I can't find the cook's room, anyway."
Then suddenly, as his eye caught what he considered a suspicious movement of Bobby's hand as he placed a card close to Lady Deppingham's fingers: "Demme, I I'd rather he wouldn't but I beg your pardon, Drusilla! It's all perfectly innocent." "Of course, it's innocent!" whispered Drusilla fiercely. "You know, my dear girl, I I don't hate your husband. You may have a feeling that I do, but "
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