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It was thus that the Gentleman-in-Powder presently found him, and, advancing into the room with insinuating legs, coughed gently to attract his attention, the which proving ineffectual, he spoke: "Ex-cuse me, sir, but there is a person downstairs, sir at the door, sir!" "What kind of person?" inquired Barnabas without looking up. "A most ex-tremely low person, sir very common indeed, sir.
Jest make motions with your hands when you mean him. Talkin' is apt to wake him up." "He pitched me twice." "Just havin' bad dreams, that's all," said Overland, grinning. "Fifteen a month and found ain't bad for a bum, is it?" "Cut that out, Red. I ain't no bum." "Ex-cuse me. There I gone and laminated your feelin's again.
"That's always the way with amateurs. But the truth is that not a soul except yourself is a bit concerned about it. EX-cuse me," he added, taking up the drawing, and proceeding to examine it leisurely. "Please give me my sketch, Mr. Byron," she said, her cheeks red with anger. Puzzled, he turned to Lydia for an explanation, while Alice seized the sketch and packed it in her portfolio.
Seein' as 'ow this cove, though a murderer in intent, ain't a murderer in fact, yet you must ex-cuse me if I with'old 'is name. And here's Eltham Village an' yonder's the 'Man o' Kent' a good 'ouse v'ere I'm known, so if you'll 'old the 'oss, sir, I'll get down and ax a question or so." And I, sitting outside this sleepy hostelry in this quiet village street, thought no more of Mr.
Overland understood instantly that the lad was but following general instructions. He loved the boy, and so, perversely, worked upon his feelings. "Oh, the other side? Ex-cuse me, chief, for intrudin' on this here resavation. Sorry I'm crowdin' you so." "Now, Red, wait " "Wait?
His jaw dropped and his fishy gray eyes seemed to start from his head as he gazed at the door. It stood ajar some six inches and exposed the features of a person impatient to the point of frenzy. "Ex-cuse me, Mr.
"Ex-cuse me," squealed Jenks, elevating his voice. "The sofa is good enough for me." Down he sat upon it, smiling triumphantly. Frank still had the hatpin which he had found on the floor beneath the sofa ready for use, but he held his hand a bit, knowing he could give Jenks a greater shock if he should be pricked after, he had sat there a while in apparent security.
As the head of the column of the 8th Lancers appeared from the West at the forks of the other road, the dingy veterans fairly danced in malicious delight: "Excuse us," they simpered, kissing their dirty finger-tips to the horsemen, "ex-cuse us, please, but do tell us how you left dear old Fift' Avenoo. Them rocking hosses need a leetle new paint where they sit down, me lords.
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