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"Oh, yes, I think I made a friend of Diggs," he was adding complacently as he flecked a particle of cigar ash from his coat. "He got off a capital story, by the way. I'd give it to you, but I'm half afraid you're so squeamish." "His jokes don't amuse me," returned Eugenia indifferently. "Who else was there?" "Well, the governor was very much there. He did some stiff talking.
So if you'll just consider that I'm getting thirty-seven a month out of you, Mr. Bingle, we won't argue any longer." "But, my dear Melissa, we must consider poor Diggs. It isn't fair to keep him waiting. I fear I shall have to discharge you. It seems to be the only way to make you and Diggs happy. I shall discharge you without a recommendation, too.
"I think that would be rather jolly," he said. "I haven't had it since I was the size of Rosemary." She thought he was losing his mind, and told Diggs so when he came in at six o'clock to help her with the feast they were to have. "Get away from that stove, Freddy, and you too, Marie Louise," she commanded. "Can't you see your daddy is shivering? Hustle now! Don't soak up all the heat in the room.
By the time you are thirty you will have caught up to her, I can tell you that. Take Mr. Diggs, for instance; he thinks I am only twenty-six. He says it's a crime for a man of his age he's thirty- seven to be making eyes at a soft young thing like me. He knows I'm only twenty-six, but what he don't know is that I was born nearly ten years before he even starts to counting.
Our greatest problem is to keep from airing it. There isn't a minute of the day that it isn't being aired." Besides Mr. Force, who was a friend by circumstance and not from choice, Bingle possessed two loyal and devoted friends in Diggs and Watson, proprietors of the Covent Garden Consolidated Fruit Company of Columbus Avenue, Manhattan.
"Good-night, one and all," replied Diggs, then a thought struck him and he turned with, "Say, who's this here Mr. Annienias? Seems like the name's familiar, but it ain't mine." "Mr. Ananias is the first detective mentioned in history," Bunch explained, and Mr. Diggs beamed over us all. "Wait a moment, Mr. Officer," Aunt Martha piped in; "have a drop of refreshment before you go.
After dinner we were all sitting on the piazza listening to a treatise from Uncle Peter on the subject of the growth and proper care of wheat cakes, or asparagus, I forget which, when suddenly the cadaverous form of the Sherlock Holmes of Jiggersville appeared before us. "Evenin' all!" bowed Harmony Diggs, clinging tightly to a bundle which he held under his arm.
Don't mind me. I must run upstairs and see if Quite so, Diggs. They MUST be nervous. Where is Miss Fairweather?" "She has a 'eadache, sir, and says she can't come down " "Stuff and nonsense! It will cure her headache. Send for her, Diggs. She's our new governess, Mr. Flan " "What was the name?" demanded the reporter, pricking up his ears.
As they start into the next field, they are aware of two figures walking down the footpath in the middle of it, and recognize Holmes and Diggs taking a constitutional. Those good-natured fellows immediately shout, "On." "Let's go to them and surrender," pants Tom. Agreed.
What you need is to study other people's morals, not to be eternally justifying and analyzing your own. I don't know how you'll come out of this thing. Upon my word, it's the worst mess we ever got into since you misquoted Professor Diggs and he sued you. Remember that?" "Oh, George my God how you stood by me then," Warren said.
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