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"You haven't anything on hand; have you, Tom?" asked the odd gentleman, after peering through the crack to make sure they were unobserved. "Nothing at all, if you mean in the line of going off on an adventure trip." "That's what I mean. Bless my earlaps! but I'm glad of that. I've got just the thing for you.
We were wholesome as apples to look at when we returned for bread and tea in the dusk; at least I remember my sister, with cheeks as red as a painted doll's under her close-clipped curls; and my little brother, rosy, too, and aristocratic-looking enough, in his little greatcoat tied with a red sash, and little fur cap with earlaps.
For he was still wearing an old shabby overcoat though the weather was warm and bright and on his head was an odd and outlandish hat. It was of fur, flat at the top, flat as a pie tin, with the moth-eaten earlaps turned up at the sides and looking exactly like small furry ears.
Martha looked at him sitting there, his collar turned up, his cap brim and earlaps covering two thirds of his face and his spectacles at least half of the remaining third, his mittened hands twitching nervously in his lap, and, in spite of her feelings, could not help smiling. But it was a fleeting smile. "Take off your things, Mr. Bangs," she said. "You'll roast alive if you don't.
Removing his leather cap with its dangling earlaps, he perched it on the point of his stick and proceeded to elevate the contrivance so that it might be seen by the vigilant eyes within. The result was all that he could have asked, showing that this venerable Indian trick was just as workable as in the days of old.
"Eh?" queried Galusha, peering out between the earlaps of his cap. "Eh? What did you say, Primmie?" "I say Miss Martha wants to see you a minute. She's in there a-waitin'. I bet you she's goin' to tell you about it. Hurry! hurry!" "Tell me?... About what?" "Why, about what 'tis that's worryin' her so. About that Raish Pulcifer and all the rest of it.... Oh, my Lord of Isrul!
Tanya Kovalchuk, weeping freely, petted him on the arm, and adjusted the drooping earlaps of his worn fur cap. "My dear, do not cry! My own! my dear! Poor, unfortunate little fellow!" Musya looked aside. Tsiganok caught her glance and grinned, showing his teeth. "What a queer fellow! He drinks tea, and yet feels cold," he said, with an abrupt laugh.
It was a bitterly cold, dark, winter morning; the wires overhead sang dismally in the wind, and even the cheer of the big coal fire that glowed in the rusty stove was dampened by the incessant mourning of the storm. Along the walls, on the benches, sat the trackmen, in their sheepskin coats and fur caps, with earlaps tied tightly down.
Bangs, I truly think you are more excited about all this than I am, and all on my account. What can I ever say or do to " "Please, please, Miss Martha! Dear me, dear me, DON'T speak in that way. It's so ah nonsensical, you know. Now if if I may have my coat and ah cap " "Cap! Goodness gracious, you weren't plannin' to wear that old cap, earlaps and all, to Boston, were you? And mercy me!
Then the old soldier took down his gun from the hook over the door, examined the priming, and slung it over his shoulder; then he addressed Kasper Boeck: "Go and tell the rural guard to meet me in the holly path, and tell him behind the mill. Your spirit must be some marauder. But if it's a fox, I'll make a fine hood of it, with long earlaps."
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