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Ay'll go und take a beek." He slipped away and cautiously approached the house. "Et's all right," he whispered, hoarsely, returning after a moment; "dere all asleeb. But go easy; Ay tank ve pest go easy." They seemed burdened all at once with the consciences of criminals, and went forward with almost guilty timidity. "Thunder, dere's a bump! Vy don'd you drive garefuller, Sharlie?"
"From time to time great sums of money have been spent in searching for them, so " He waved his hand and was silent. "Zo you see, Laadham," Mr. Schultze interpolated, "ve don'd know anyding much. Ve know der African fields, und der Australian fields, und der Brazilian fields, und der fields in India, bud ve don'd know if new fields haf been found.
"But he somedimes takes his instrument inside there, und I just get the notion that it was so. Yes?" "When did he come out?" The man shook his head. "I don'd know," he said. "Do you mean that you saw no one come out?" "No; I did see someone come out. But first I see me someone else go in." "Ah! And who was that?" "I don't know his name; but I had seen him often before.
"Und if dey are nod on der Custom House records," he continued slowly, "und dey are nod smuggled in, den, Laadham, den Mein Gott, man, don'd you see?" "See what?" "Den dey are produced in dis country!" For a minute or two Mr. Latham sat perfectly still, gazing into the other's eyes. First he was startled, then this gave way to incredulity, and at last he shook his head. "No," he said flatly. "No."
"Vot vos dot?" roared Hans, also sitting up, and glaring at the Vermonter. "You don'd peen pig enough to bound der sduffin oudt uf nottings!" "Wal, dern my skin ef I don't show you! Ef I'm mortally shot, it'll be some satisfaction to die thumpin' you, by gum!" "Keeb avay off!" squawked Hans, as Ephraim began to crawl toward him.
The country boy produced the handkerchief, and Hans quickly folded it in a thick strip about three inches wide. "Now I feex id britty shlick so you don'd see us laugh oudt loudt," he said, as he quickly tied the handkerchief over the boy's eyes, while several of the others made Ephraim submit and stand with his little fingers still glued to the seams of his trousers.
This was barely settled when there came a sharp rap on the door. "Git under cover quick!" hissed Tad. "That must be one of 'em!" Tad and Hans made haste to squeeze in behind the organ, and Frank crept under the sofa. "Shimminy Gristmas!" muttered the Dutch lad, "uf id don'd peen britty tight blace here den I ton't know somedings."
"You galled my son a chail-bird a minud ago. He vas in chail because he did righd, but dot don't matter. You're egsited, because your brodder vas gilled. Ve don't know nodding aboud it. Ve heard aboud it de nexd day. I don'd have nodding against Velderson, bud if you dry to pud my son, Karl, in chail again, someding vill happen to you. I'm delling dis to you vor your own good."
He was determined to score if possible. As he came up from second he saw Hans Dunnerwurst dancing like a clown and furiously waving his arms, while he yelled: "Ephie, you vos a tandy! Ephie, you vos a peach! Ephie, I luf you! Dot score vill git you, und don'd nobody forgit him! Mine cootness, dot vos der most peautiful home run you efer saw in my life!"
By Chiminy! you vos a lucky poy, Part; but I don'd blame her when I see tears in her eyes because she knows I vos not marreed mineselluf." "You come here," invited Gallup, as he grasped Hans' arm and turned him toward Teresa. "I jest want to knock you daown to my wife. Mrs. Gallup, this hot dog is my old friend, Hans Dunnerwurst, that I've told ye about more'n once."
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