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Fonny things happens and now I snap the finger at Mlle. Pauline. Why? Because I feex up things with Mees Cordova even better." "Mme. Poussette " began Ringfield. "Mme. Poussette is come no more here on me at all, I tell you. No more on St. Ignace at all." "But you cannot marry Miss Cordova, Poussette!" "I know very well that, Mr. Ringfield, sir. No. For that, sir, I will wait.
"Yes, YES! I'd rather it was you than anybody, but married I'll be on Sunday. I'll never let them laugh at me." Doret held his silence for a moment, then he looked up and said, in level tones: "It's easy t'ing for go an' ask 'im, but you mus' hear hees answer wit' your own ears den you can't t'ink I'm lyin'. I'll fetch 'im 'ere on dis place if you feex it for hide you'se'f behin' dose post."
When he picked himself up he hobbled and Weary cursed him unpityingly. When, limping painfully, Glory came up with the object, the heart of Weary rose up and stuck in his throat; for the object was a pinto horse and above it bulked the squat figure of an irate old man. "Hello, Dock," greeted Weary. "How do yuh stack up?" "Mon Dieu, Weary Davitson, I feex yous plandy. What for do you dees t'ing?
"Yas, bot if you no lak I leek heem, ust you yoomp in und I lat heem run goot for two, t'ree mile. Dot feex heem all right." "I don't know about that. Sure you can hold him?" "Yas, I hol' heem so goot he break hee's yaw off, if he don't stop ven I tol' heem. Now, quvick. Whoa! Yoomp in."
Poussette was to come right, if she come again on me here, feex up things around the house, be well and jolly, I would not send her away, I would not thry get this divorce. Fonny things happens but I don't know about my wife. Dr. Renaud think she will always be the same. It is hard for me, Mr.
But Big Jan's evil eyes caught sight of him. He knew the Butterfly Man's dog very well. He snickered. A huge foot shot out, there was a howl of anguish and astonishment, and Kerry went flying through the air as if shot from a catapult. "So!" Jan grunted like a satisfied hog, "I feex you like that in one meenute, me." The red jumped from John Flint's cheeks to his eyes, and stayed there.
"Jus' broke little small," Tomaso's brother's voice came pleadingly from behind Johnny. "You can feex him easy. She's fine airship, you bet!" Johnny turned and looked at him pityingly. "Say, where do you get that stuff?" he inquired. "A hell of a lot you know about airships bringing me off down here to see this! Say! where's the fuselage at?" he abruptly demanded.
You get camp fixed up for the night, and keep the fire going." "A-ha-ha. Me feex t'ings, a'right." Leaving the Indian, Dane hurried away from the lake, descended into the valley, and climbed the hill on the opposite side. By the time he reached the height above the waterfront, the dusk had deepened into a weird darkness. Here he paused and looked down upon the strange scene below.
Noder tam he get mad on one voyageur, but he don' keel heem queek; he bring heem here, mak' heem stay in dose warm room, feed heem dose plaintee grub. Purty soon dose voyageur is get fat, is go sof'; he no good for dose trail. Ole man he mak' heem go ver' far off, mos' to Whale Reever. Eet is plaintee cole. Dat voyageur, he freeze to hees inside. Dey tell me he feex heem like dat."
Mr. Wrenn edged into this junk-heap of nationalities with interested wonder. M. Baraieff rubbed his smooth wicked hands together and bowed a number of times. Confidentially leaning across the counter, Mr. Wrenn murmured: "Say, I read your ad. about wanting cattlemen. I want to make a trip to Europe. How ?" "Yes, yes, yes, yes, Mistaire. I feex you up right away. Ten dollars pleas-s-s-s."
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