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"Lord love the lad begad oh, the dooce!" As for uncle Jervas, forgetting his languor, he stood suddenly erect, frowning, his chin more aggressive than ever. "You haven't been drinking, have you, Peregrine?" he demanded. "No, sir!" "Then you must be mad!" "I think not, sir. Howbeit, I shall go!" "Preposterousandamridiculous!" he exclaimed in a breath.
"Now, Gem, what the dooce do you think is the matter with you?" I replied that I didn't know, and, just to see what he would say, asked him why he called me "Gem." "Gem? Whoever called you 'Gem'? Did I? Yes, of course I did it's short for Jeremiah." "The gifted old liar!" I thought, while I demanded aloud his reason for calling me "Jeremiah."
"Ha, Perry!" he exclaimed, as we prepared to drop into the garden below, "I'm a curst, dull-witted ass here have I been sedulously guzzling ale, rum, brandy and dooce knows how many kinds of wine, and what I really needed was blood, d'ye see? Blood, old fellow, no matter whose. And, begad, blood we'll have to-night, Perry, or know the reason why. Come on, old fellow, both together now!"
But a man gr-rows up in wan iv thim furrin counthries, an' he's thrained f'r to be a king. Hivin may've intinded him f'r a dooce or a jack, at th' most; but he has to follow th' same line as his father. 'Tis like pawn-brokin' that way. Ye niver heerd iv a pawnbroker's son doin' annything else. Wanst a king, always a king.
Both Mrs. Haxton and the Baron are afraid of him." "You seem to know a dooce of a lot about this business," exclaimed the skipper testily. "I cannot help that I have been dragged into it in many ways, each peculiar, and hardly credible when considered collectively. I promise you, captain, that I shall tell you the whole story one of these days.
"Yes, I got to the shop, sir, and I see the lady; but I sez to that conductor, 'You should ha' told me, I sez " "Did she give you anything for me?" interrupted Leander, impatiently. "Yessur," said the boy. "Then where the dooce is it?" "'Ere!" said William, and brought out an envelope, which his master tore open with joy. It contained his own letter! "William," he said unsteadily, "is this all?"
With a volcanic heart of love, her outside was always so still and cold! snow on the mountain sides, hot vein-coursing lava within. For her highest duty was submission to the will of God. Ah! if she had only known the God who claimed her submission! But there is time enough for every heart to know him. 'Noo be dooce, she repeated, 'an' sit doon, and tell me aboot the fowk at Bodyfauld.
"Begad, I think it would, Jervas." "Though, mark me, George, I have sometimes thought she has the preposterous lack of judgment to prefer you." "No did you though!" exclaimed my uncle George, spurs jingling again. "B'gad, and did you though dooce take me!" "Aye, George, I did, but only very occasionally.
He's been some time in ill fettle, though he was never frowsy, not he, but always kind and dooce, and canty once, like anither; and he asked me to tak the boat across the lake at once to the Clough o' Cloostedd at t'other side.
"What the dooce are you staring at, Perry?" "Nothing!" I answered, frowning. "Nothing!" His lordship's house was ablaze with lights and, though we were so early, in the street immediately before it was a crowd that pushed and jostled as we mounted the carpeted steps and were ushered into the lofty hall.
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