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"And the worst of it is, there isn't a better glass of wine in London, and 'is lordship knows it." "I suppose that's what he comes for," said Lady Monogram, being quite as uncivil in her way as the nobleman. "'E's like a good many others. He knows where he can get a good dinner. After all, there's no attraction like that. Of course, a 'ansome woman won't admit that, Lady Monogram."
Kybird, desperately; "don't tell me that 'e's been and left all that money to young Teddy Silk." "Well, I won't if you don't want me to," said the accommodating Mr. Smith, "but, mind, it's a dead secret." Mr. Kybird wiped his brow, and red patches, due to excitement, lent a little variety to an otherwise commonplace face; Mrs. Kybird's dazed inquiry.
Is that true, or is it only a fabrication to account to me for the presence here of the Minerva?" "Why, just that, and nothin' else, sir," answered the steward. "Our water's good enough. But certingly we're runnin' rather short of it; and I don't doubt but what 'e'll fill up, if there's water to be 'ad 'ere. But it's the treasure as 'e's after, first and foremost, and don't you forget it."
'e's mad for 'er, 'e is 'e'd ruin 'isself, body and soul, for 'er, 'e would, but I ain't goin' to ofer no more; no woman as ever breathed no matter 'ow 'andsome an' up-standin' is worth more 'n a 'undred guineas it ain't as if she was a blood-mare an' I'm done!" "Then I wish you good-day!" "But just think a 'undred guineas is a fortun'!" "It is!" said I.
"Don't you do it, Mr. Dingle. 'E's in an awful temper this morning he gets worse and worse he'll fire you as soon as look at you." "Can't be helped. I've got me instructions." "You always were game," said Keggs admiringly. "I used to see that quick enough before you retired from active work. Well, good luck to you, Mr. Dingle."
"Following me about? Nonsense! Why should a bird do that?" "Well, sir," came the reply. "I dunno, I'm sure, unless 'e's 'angin' 'round you for safety." An Inspiring Model Little Johnnie, having in his possession a couple of bantam hens, which laid very small eggs, suddenly hit on a plan.
I tell you, sir, 'e's in the very pink, that 'e is." "He does you great credit, Martin." "Sir," said Martin as Barnabas prepared to mount, "sir, I hear as you ain't thinking of going back to town?" "To the best of my belief, no, Martin." "Why, then, sir," said the old groom, his face clouding, "p'r'aps I 'd better be packing up my bits o' traps, sir?"
"Yes, Bill w'ich 'is full name is William; an' if 'e's sleepin' below I'd arsk yer to roust 'im out." "Oh," said the stout man slowly, "Bill, is it? Bill? Well, he's gone." "Gone?" "Aye; 'e's a rollin' stone, if you wants my pinion 'ere ter-day an' gone ter-morrow, as you might put it. There's plenty o' that sort knockin' around." "D'yer mean ter say as Bill's gone?"
I'm just everything. And then 'e goes and gives me notice." "Why would no one stay?" I asked. "Well, they wouldn't make allowances, same as I do. 'E's a very clever man, the master so clever that 'e's clean balmy sometimes. I've seen 'im right off 'is onion, and no error. Well, look what 'e did this morning." "What did he do?" Austin bent over to me.
Then, when I see wot a bally hinnocent 'e was, I mykes up my mind 'e's just some one you've been ply in' one of your little gymes on, and 'oo was lookin' to square 'is account. So I did 'im proper." "Evidently," assented Calendar dryly. "You're a bit of a heavy-handed brute, Stryker.
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