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But you ain't no geezer of dat sort yer square, an' Old Bill wishes you good luck till de robins nest again. Yer goin', eh? Say, pard, I'd a-been wearin' diamon's if I could quit when I was 'head of de game. Yer dead onto it. Here's my hand, Mr. Morton." "Mortimer George Mortimer." "Well, shake, George. Where do you hang out?" "Brookfield." "My address is New York.
"It ain't such a hell of a fortune," growled Pulz, his evil little white face thrust forward. "There's other things worth all the seal trimmin's of the islands." "Diamon's," gloomed the Nigger. "You've hit it, Doctor," cut in Solomon. There we were again, back to the old difficulty, only worse. Idleness descended on us again.
Have I not observe' you lookin' at these pretty creature', the little contadina-girl, an' the poor ladies who have hire' their carriages for two lire to drive up and down the Pincio in their bes' dress an' be admire' by the yo'ng American while the music play'? Which one I wonder, is it on whose wrist you would mos' like to fasten a bracelet of diamon's? Wicked, I have watch' you look at them "
"Well," drawled William, "it's some high, and Tommy Watson says I'm bughouse, but I tell him he's a bit that way himself." "Tommy Watson, the auctioneer?" "Sure say, Mister Whimple, ain't he a pippin? My Pa says he can make people buy rocks and weep with joy on the bargains they're gettin' in diamon's." That day Whimple called on Tommy Watson, famed as the peer of auctioneers.
"'Somet'in' wort' more zan diamon's, he said solemnly, an' went away. I never saw him again, an' a few months later I heard of the Nancy Boardman's going down with all hands." "Why not examine the chest?" cried Drew eagerly. The recital of the grizzled veteran had fired his blood. All that he had ever read or heard of the old buccaneers came back to him.
Captain Nevins, d'manding the me'dy't r'turn of the diamon's an' valu'bles he placed in your p'ssession." Other officers within earshot heard, as Gleason intended they should hear, and turned instantly toward the group, all eyes on the two the flushed, swaying subaltern in fatigue uniform; the calm, deliberate man in riding dress.
"And so he say dat he fine him, de Philosopher Stone, and he keep him in dat heavy box we see him carry aboard, and he don' have to make gol' with it he can make diamon's diamon's he say it too easy to fill dat box plum full of diamon's." They gesticulated and exclaimed and breathed hard, full of the marvel of such a thought. Then abruptly the clamour died to nothing.
You stick to her, Joe, and you'll wear diamon's.... And that reminds me! I wish she'd let me wear mine, but she won't. She says they're vulgar for an innocent country girl like her cousin, Agnes Lynch. Ain't that fierce?... How can anything be vulgar that's worth a hundred and fifty a carat?"
"He says Inspector Burke's got a gold watch that weighs a ton, an' all set with diamon's! which was give to 'im by admirin' friends!... We didn't contribute." "Given to him," Mary corrected, with a tolerant smile. Aggie sniffed once again. "What difference does it make?" she demanded, scornfully. "He's got it, ain't he?"
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