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Her husband called out to her: "And have you nothing for me, duckie?" "O, you! The back of my hand to you!" said Mrs. Kernan tartly. Her husband called after her: "Nothing for poor little hubby!" He assumed such a comical face and voice that the distribution of the bottles of stout took place amid general merriment.
"Little Duckie's a sensible chap. What better place can there be to play in than that nice cool pond?" And all the fishes swimming around, from the big pickerel down to the littlest "minnie," waggled their fins and tails to show they agreed too, while the froggies on the lily-pad croaked: "Gomme on gomme on!" They were giving little Duckie a warm invitation to play in the water, you see.
"Then the old duck came rushing up, and said: "'Alma, let my child alone: and if you want to play, go and play with Niebla down by the river. A nice thing to catch my duckie in your hands what next, I wonder! "So she let the duckling go, and at last she said, 'Yes, I will go and play with Niebla down by the river.
Only the old gentleman sitting forgotten next to Nana retained his stately demeanor and, still smiling in his tired, silent way, watched with lackluster eyes the untoward finish of the dessert. "What do you say to our taking coffee in here, duckie?" said Bordenave. "We're very comfortable." Nana did not give an immediate reply.
One man he felled with his chain-shot; then flung it aside. "Naked does it!" he roared, and swept up a boarder in his arms. "Ow, the luscious little armful! no good kickin, duckie! You've got to ave it!" He rushed to the side, hugging his man, and screaming fearful laughter. "Love me and forgive me, pretty tartie!" he roared, and smashed his burthen down over the side.
But for most of the time he had been a prisoner in jail. He looked out at the Pond. So much water had fallen in it that it was swelling up like a pouter pigeon, or like the bowl that held the Chinese Lily, when he dropped pebbles in it. My, how Duckie the Stepchild must like this weather! There he was now, and his father and his mother and all his relatives.
"Oh, don't you cry, duckie don't I didn't mean to bait you. Only I was getting so mortal vexed at you and me walking round each other like two cats and never getting a straight word." "Jo," ... said Ellen. Her face was hidden in her sister's shoulder, and her whole body had drooped against Joanna's side, utterly weary after three days of travel and disillusioned loneliness.
Perhaps Old Father Drake, the head of all the Duck family, wouldn't let Step-father Wyandotte punish him that night if he did try the water. I don't believe Step-father Wyandotte really cared very much. At first he was a little mad but, after scolding a little, he shouted: "Through, through, through I'm through with yooooooouuu." He wouldn't have anything more to do with little Duckie.
It's been very nice to meet you again. When you see Daisy, will you please give her my love?" Mrs. Wagge unexpectedly took a handkerchief from her reticule. Mr. Wagge cleared his throat heavily. Gyp was conscious of the dog Duckie waddling after them, and of Mrs. Wagge calling, "Duckie, Duckie!" from behind her handkerchief. Winton said softly: "So those two got that pretty filly!
And now it had turned out a real little duckling, that black little fellow Mother Wyandotte was scolding so. "Don't don't don't don't you do it," she was shouting still. But little black Duckie had made up his mind. He was headed straight for that shining water. Around Mother Wyandotte gathered all her relatives to talk over the matter. They were disgusted.
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