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Updated: June 24, 2025
"A man may do lots o' queer things in this world, an' so long as 'is old 'ooman don't find 'im out, it's pretty fair sailin'; but once a parson's wife gets 'er nose on to the parson's fav'rite, then all the fat's bound to be in the fire! An' quite right as it should be! I wouldn't bet on the fav'rite when it come to a neck-an'-neck race atween the two!"
Whereof forsooth, so as that now as that all o'the fat's in the fire, why I must a be set to catch the colt if I can. Why ay, to be sure! Whereby if so be as the Gaby goose may now go barefoot! And a whose fault is that? No! A wouldn't a be akin to a good estate; not he! But harkee me chit!
One house has been left standin', an' he's been occupyin' it while the big snow's on the groun'. A whole deer is hangin' from the wall, an' he's been settin' thar fur days, eatin' so much an' hevin' such a good time that the fat's hangin' down over his cheeks, an' his whole body is threatenin' to bust right out uv his huntin' shirt."
At Sing Fat's gorgeous bazaar, Peter bought a mandarin coat for himself, the smiling Oriental bringing its price down from two hundred dollars to less than three-quarters of that sum, and Susan taking a great fancy to a little howling teakwood god; he bought that, too, and they named it "Claude" after much discussion.
That's only a chance shot to learn where we are. They can't come behind. They have got to go down ahead " "And the fat's in the fire; for my rifle's gone with the horse," deplored the old man woefully; for mule and bronchos had galloped along the trail with the clatter of a cavalcade through the canyon.
Let him forget where the long procession leads and wander about a free spirit and his wanderings will lead him to the madhouse. I love to be one of the procession that marches forever up and down Market street, such a brave procession. Where the Centuries Meet She was a tourist and she had just finished Sing Fat's.
"'Fat's all the stushie? I asked them. They just leuch at me, and said they were hurryin' so they could hear Harry Lauder sing. They said he was the comic frae Glasga, and they asked me was I no gang wi' them tae the Toon Ha' to hear his concert. "'No, I says. 'All the siller in the hoose maun gang for the rent, and it's due on Setterday.
"What the foul fiend is the meaning of all this?" in the same breath inquired the father and son. Cap put her thumb on the side of her nose, and, whirling her four fingers, replied: "It means, your worships' excellencies, that you can't come it! it's no go! this chicken won't fight. It means that the fat's in the fire, and the cat's out of the bag!
"I had quite forgotten that," he muttered; "the fat's in the fire with a vengeance." Then aloud, "Why, the fellow's in love with Leah himself. He made up to her, only Jacobi would not hear of it. He said he could not bear the idea of the roving, uncomfortable life she would have to lead as his wife." "Mr. Rossiter is not well off, is he?" asked Malcolm tentatively.
"I tell you there ain't any good in those things and it's against all the rules anyhow. You'll get all the fat you want when our bannock's done." "Well, then, why don't you start it?" asked Paul. "I suppose it'll take it an hour to cook. And your fat's getting cold anyway." "That's where you show your ignorance," retorted Roy. "I suppose you fellows think I don't know my business.
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