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Her final proof that they belonged to this hated breed was when Mr. Diggs thumped the trout down on the porch, and after briefly remarking, "Half of 'em boiled, and half broiled with bacon," himself led away the gelding to the stable instead of intrusting it to his man Silas. "You may set in the parlor," said Mrs. Diggs, and departed stiffly with the basket of trout.

"Merry Christmas, sir," said Diggs, and "Merry Christmas, sir," said Watson. "I've taken the liberty, sir I mean to say, Watson and I 'ave, sir of fetching with us a thumping big Christmas dinner for you, seeing as you will be quite alone and er you might say at peace again, sir.

"I'll stand under it as long as I please," said Melissa defiantly, planting herself firmly on the spot from which Watson had hastily removed the ladder. She faced Mr. Diggs. Mr. Diggs coloured. He cleared his throat and then glared at Watson, who went grinning from the room. Melissa was a very pretty, rosy young woman, and her eyes flashed dangerously. "It's a fine old custom," said Mr.

Also a great deal more room could be obtained in the flat by making firewood of the extra chairs, to say nothing of the prospect of making a library and conservatory out of the bedroom to be vacated by the boys. "As a matter of fact, Diggs, this flat isn't so bad as might appear, and the location is excellent.

"You didn't see your way to stop by Uplands, I reckon?" "That we did, sir," said Diggs, who was never bashful with the Major. "In fact, we made ourselves rather useful, I believe." "They're charming young ladies over there, eh?" inquired the Major, genially; and a little later when Dan and he were alone, he put the same question to his grandson.

And in another minute the four boys, to the great astonishment of those worthies, rush breathless up to Holmes and Diggs, who pull up to see what is the matter; and then the whole is explained by the appearance of the farmer and his men, who unite their forces and bear down on the knot of boys.

"I just wanted to say that three of the kids saw sea-serpents and crocodiles in their dreams " "Don't lay it to me, Watson," broke in Melissa. "I'm not to blame if they had delirium tremens. I didn't give them anything to drink." "I I shall have to speak to Mrs. Bingle about you, Melissa," exclaimed Diggs severely. "Do! She is always complimented when you condescend to speak to her, Mr. Diggs."

It may interest you to know that I look upon you as the best friend I've ever had. You are the only man I've known in the past ten years who has really treated me as an equal. You've done this, Diggs, knowing full well that by rights I am nothing more than a bookkeeper and never will be more than that, no matter how many millions I may possess.

This dinner is for you, and not a morsel is to be served until to-morrow noon. These 'ere kids will 'ave their little stomachs crammed full all day to-morrow and we hinsists that yours won't be if we don't keep a pretty firm hand on you to-night, sir. Take the things out in the kitchen, Watson, and and 'ide 'em safe." "Well, well," said Mr. Bingle helplessly. "I don't know what to say, Diggs.

With this thrilling announcement he opened the bundle and proudly displayed the burglar harness which Bunch had worn on that memorable night. "And the burglar himself?" Bunch questioned. Diggs raised his head slowly, and with theatrical effect answered, "I give the cussed scoun'rel the doggonest drubbin' a mortal maleyfactor ever got and let him go.

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