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"Work!" I echoed; "what work is it to count money, eh, Skinski?" "Counting money is a hot pastime, isn't it, Dodey?" he answered. "You betcher sweet!" responded the fair lady, gazing dreamily at the empty flagon of Pommery. "Well, take my word for it," snarled Bunch, "I don't hanker for that sort of amusement. If there's any train-hopping to be done, it's up to you, John.
When we came to the place where Dodey is blindfolded and does the decimal fractions stunt on the blackboard the janitor's oldest child fooled Dodey into doing all next week's lessons in arithmetic and Dodey fretted over it, didn't you, Dodey?" "You betcher sweet!" the leading lady replied, with both eyes following the efforts of the waiter, who was opening a bottle of Pommery.
Bunch was beginning to get uneasy and I had a bad attack of fidgets. "Say, Dodey!" our bright and shining light went on, "I want you to make a fuss over these two young gents, because they are the only nearly silk on the counter. They've put up their good cush to send me on tour without ever dragging me before a Police Justice to swear that I'm on the level, and if ever that gold mine " "Tush!"
"Dodey's an awful clever girl, and she wouldn't be in this biz eight hours if that gold mine " "Sure, I know!" I interrupted; "possibly Mademoiselle is thirsty a little wine, eh?" "You betcher sweet!" the stout person replied, with a celerity that made Bunch sit up and look about the room to see if anyone suspected him. "Dodey is always for the suds thing," Skinski chipped in.
John Henry! this is Mademoiselle Dodo, the Human Guessworks. She's my assistant in the mind-reading tests, and she's all to the elegant. Will you feed the face, Dodey?" "You betcher sweet!" Dodo replied, as she splashed into the chair provided by the waiter, while I glanced at Bunch sideways and found him on the verge of a fainting fit.
"You're the best bunch of managers I ever roomed with and nothing's too good for you. I'm for the 11:40 thing now, so you better rent a stall in the local hotel and rest up till show time. How about you, Dodey? Are you for hunting a thirst-killing palace and getting busy with a dipper of suds?"
"Yes, of course," Bunch chimed in; "if you want the tour to continue, why " "Oh! pinkies!" said Skinski; "what do I want to go hugging one-night stands for when I have a hundred thousand booboos in the kick. It's the Parisian boulevards for us, and a canter on the Boy Bologna, eh, Dodey?" "You betcher sweet!" she gurgled thirstily.
"I've told Dodey all about you two glad boys," Skinski went on, "and she's for you, ain't you, Dodey?" "You betcher sweet!" Dodo chimed in, with a hungry glance at the cooked stuff. "I told her we had a business meet on here, but if she wanted to squeeze in she wouldn't be in nobody's way," Skinski continued.
"Dodey I mean Flo and I don't mind a bit, do we, Flo?" "You betcher sweet!" she answered, and I saw Peaches glance questioningly at Bunch, who was giving a brilliant imitation of the last rose of summer. "But, John, I'm so hungry," Peaches pleaded.
"I've got the documents and everything to prove that my claim is all the goods," Skinski rattled on. "All it needs is the capital to work it and it's a bonanza, sure isn't it, Dodey I mean Flo!" "You betcher sweet!" she answered, whereupon Peaches and Aunt Martha had a fit of coughing which lasted three minutes.
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