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Fi-ine bus-i-ness! He ought to have been ashamed of himself. By Gosh, come to think of it, I believe he was worse than I. He might have got out of it if he'd tried. He looked like a regular man, and I'm nothing but a fish-worm." "Not so loud, George, for heaven's sake. You don't want all these men in here to—" "Right you are, Simmy, right you are.
We had a little conversation but for the most part drank tea, smoked pipes and talked sometimes to our host, a Russianised Finn or to the pedlar who used to hang about the battery selling "fi-ine oranges and lemons," a charming and lively person who in addition to other talents could play the guitar and used to tell us of the unhappy love which he cherished in his young days for the daughter of a policeman.
"Why, look at the droves of ow own people!" laughed Captain Champion at the laying of the corner-stone. And after it, "Yes, Mr. Fair's address was fi-ine! But faw me, Miz Ravenel, do you know I liked just those few words of John March evm betteh?" "They wa'n't so few," drawled Lazarus Graves, "but what they put John on the shelf." The hot Captain flashed. "Politically, yes, seh!
I didn't bite you half as hard as I might have. Not half. You can still use the hand all right, can't you? Yeah. Well, then, you ain't got anything to cry about, not a thing." "Talk sense, will you? You got us into a fine mess, you have. A fi-ine mess." "Guess I fooled him, all right," Racey said with irritating complacency. "What was you trying to do, anyway?"
The whole four seemed only delighted. But Mrs. Wall protested. No, no, her hospitality first, and a basket of refreshments to be stowed in the vehicle, besides. "Why, that'll sa-ave ti-ime. You-all goin' to be supprised to find how hungry y'all ah, befo' you come to yo' journey's en', to-night, and them col' victuals goin' taste pow'ful fi-ine!" Our acceptance was unanimous.
Next thing we're a-goin' away with Sis' Johnnie and have a fi-ine house, where Pap Himes can't come about to be cross to Deanie."
Certainly the coming of Peaches Austin was most inopportune. Peaches Austin galloped up. He dismounted. He tied his horse. He greeted cheerily the glowering McFluke. The latter did not reply in kind. "This is a fine time for you to get here," he growled. "A fi-ine time." "Shut up, you fool!" cautioned Peaches in a low voice. "Ain't you got no better sense, with the old man "
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