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Updated: June 26, 2025
Do you want me to go and plaster my face with grease-paint, and become a mere common leading lady again?" "No, I don't." Robert Grant Burns chuckled fatly and held out his hand with a big, pink cameo on his little finger. "Let's see what a famous scenario looks like. What is it, that plot you were telling me awhile ago?" "Why, yes. I'm putting on the meat."
Billy leaped up to receive her ladyship, who fatly rolled in, her tarnished hat askew, her torn thrice-dingy silks clutched up in one fat hand. Lady Hickory gave one cry: "There he is!" She pushed Billy aside and rolled over into the visitor's chair. "Oh, Mr. Joe!" Joe turned. "What's up?" he asked. "Everything's up I'm dying, Mr. Joe I need help I must get to the hospital " "Sick?"
At last the customer, who did not hurry in the least rather the contrary wore all excuses for lingering to shreds, she waddled fatly away, carrying the lace cloak with her; and Win, not shirking the ordeal as she had done when Jim Logan haunted Toyland, turned to Peter Rolls. "Miss Child, I've been looking for you for months!" were Peter's first words when he had her to himself.
Three or four waiting motor-cars puffed fatly where they stood, and bicycles sprawled in heaps along the grassy hollow by the red brick wall.
But even if there's two of them, what can they do? We've got cover, and they've got to show themselves; it's a funny thing if we can't pot them easy. We got a right to; they killed our man first." "Hadn't I better ride on with her to the Slavi Indians?" Mabyn suggested in a tone that he laboured to make sound off-hand. Grylls chuckled fatly. "What!
"She'll be surprised wen she sees Peter," said a little girl in an audible whisper. Mrs M'Swat vouchsafed the information that three had died between Peter and Lizer, and this was how the absent son came to be so much older than his brothers and sisters. "So you have had twelve children?" I said. "Yes," she replied, laughing fatly, as though it were a joke.
René de Montigny spoke first the thing that filled his mind. "It must be a devil of a business," he reflected, "to be bullied like that by a beauty. Blood, but she is beautiful, and blood, but she can bellow." Guy Tabarie chuckled fatly. "I have been bullied so many times by grey-faced drabs that I would take my trouncing patiently from such a pair of lips.
I was organized on that basis fatly and flabbily organized, to be sure, but organized just the same. Now, then, when I arbitrarily cut down the amount of food and drink for which my system was organized that entire system rose up in active revolt and yelled for what it had been accustomed to get.
I hastened to protest, as he sat fatly down in a chair I pushed forward. "As I understand, I'm to take a few people off your hands, and the hands of your assistant, Mr. Kruger, so that you can go to Palestine instead of leaving that important excursion entirely to the chaplain, Mr. Watts." Colonel Corkran laughed. "Thank you for trying to save my feelings," said he.
Such fiddling is indeed the peculiar diversion of the opulent of a fatly prosperous people; who take it, one may concede to them, for an inspired elimination of the higher notes of life: the very highest. That saying of Tony's ripened with full significance to Emma now.
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