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"You have been at least catholic in the choice of companions," I remarked, with a smile, recalling Flynn's prediction about Jerry's weight in wild cats. "Oh, yes. All sorts of people. I think on the whole I understand the poorer classes best. They do swear, I find, horribly at times, but they don't intend harm by it. I doubt if they really know what it means.
Robert's chauffeurs that he'd wished onto Ferdie a year or so back on account of Flynn's bein' married and complainin' he couldn't support his fam'ly in the city. If he could get a place in the country, where the rents wa'n't so high and his old chowder-party friends wa'n't so thick, Flynn thought he might do better.
"I did n't tell you that nephew of Old Flynn's had come back, did I?" he said, at length. "No," answered Dolly, snipping diligently. "You never mentioned him. What nephew, and where did he come from?" "A fellow of the name of Gowan, who has been travelling in the East for no particular reason for the last ten years.
She was inconsolable that she had not been sent for, to help Pen and Mrs. Flynn's air of superiority was not soothing. Uncle Denny took to Mrs. Ames at once. "I've done nothing but gad for Mr. Manning, lately," she said. "How are things going?" asked Mrs. Flynn. "Has Bill Evans got all the money yet?" "Eh? What's this?" exclaimed Uncle Denny. "Mrs.
"Well, it must 'a' been a heap funny whatever it was, or Swing wouldn't be laughin' so hard. Yeah. Lookit, Racey I meant to catch you at breakfast, but you was through before I got back from Mike Flynn's lookit, I wish you'd go a li'l slow when yo're roughhousin' round in my place.
A splendid likeness!" exclaimed Miles, holding the photograph to the light. "Arrah! then, it's dead he must be!" The extreme perplexity displayed in Flynn's face as he said this and scratched his head produced a hearty laugh. "It's no laughin' matter, boys," cried the corporal, looking up with an expression so solemn that his comrades almost believed it to be genuine.
Whatever her own wishes, the girl recognized Flynn's authority, and came and went at fixed times which could not interfere with the rigid rules. Jerry rose at five and took to the road with Flynn on horseback and either O'Halloran or Sagorski afoot. When he came in he had his shower, rubdown and then breakfast.
I saw him go to Jo Portugais a little while ago. 'Remember! he said I can't make out what he was after. We have enough to remember to-day, for sure." "Good may come of it, perhaps," said M. Loisel, looking sadly out upon the ruins of his church. "See, 'tis the sunrise!" said Mrs. Flynn's voice from the corner, her face towards the eastern window.
In fact, John Flynn's barber-shop was his one dissipation. Sometimes he looked longingly at a beer-saloon, but he had no money, unless he starved Minna and the children, and for that he was too good and too timid. His Minna was a stout German girl, twice his size, and she ruled him with a rod of iron.
Staggering along with his burden to the running sluice, which looked like an open wooden gutter, at the foot of the hill, he began to carefully carry out Flynn's direction. The first dip of the pan in the running water carried off half the contents of the pan in liquid paint-like ooze.
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