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"I've known girls who would be willing to go down on their knees and tie his shoes when they hadn't seen more of him than that," said the girl. "Ed Flynn is an awful masher." Ellen went on with her work. The girl, after a side glance at her, went on with hers. Gradually Ellen's work began to seem mechanical. At first she had felt as if she were tying all her problems of life in square knots.
The two hundred and fifty persons marooned in the Algonquin Hotel, in the heart of the flood district, moved from their prison after the waters had receded. Most of them said there was a general scare at the fire which burned along Jefferson and Third Streets, on Wednesday night. There was one death in the hotel, Johnny Flynn, a bell boy.
“I hoped that I would have found your daughter Annie by this time, Granny,” Billy said. “I ask every Irishman I meet if he came from Aldigarey, County Sligo or if he knows anybody who did, or if he’s ever met a pretty Irish girl by the name of Annie Flynn. But I’ll find her yet—you’ll see.” “I hope so, Misther Billy,” Granny said respectfully.
"Why, Jack Hall, if these are your sentiments you should never have enlisted," cried Simkin, with a laugh. "I 'listed when I was drunk," returned Hall savagely. "Och, then, it sarves ye right!" said Flynn. "Even a pig would be ashamed to do anythin' whin it was in liquor."
"I would," he answered. "Then do it," she said, and fled inside the house and shut the door. "Mrs. Flynn good Mrs. Flynn!" he said, and went back sadly to his house, and shut himself up with his thoughts. When night drew on he went to bed, but he could not sleep. He got up after a time, and taking pen and paper, wrote for a long time.
Vernon, Mrs. Pritchard, Mrs. McClure, Mary Taylor, Clara Fisher, Mrs. Richardson, Mrs. Flynn. Then the singers, English, Italian and other: Mrs. Wood, Mrs. Seguin, Mrs. Austin, Grisi, La Grange, Steffanone, Bosio, Truffi, Parodi, Vestvali, Bertucca, Jenny Lind, Gazzaniga, Laborde.
And when you're washed up, Flynn, come down here again." Over his shoulder I watched the hulking devils go past in sheepish single file with furtive glances at me. When they had passed out of sight, Jerry explained rapidly. "You see, Roger, we had to do it. There was no other way. I needed some running badly and there wasn't a chance for it without the whole thing coming out in the papers."
Flynn told Charley, as he stood at the street door of the post-office. When she had finished, Charley went back into the room where Rosalie sat beside the sick man's couch, the hound at her feet. She came forward, surprised, for he had bade her good-bye but a few minutes before. "May I sit and watch for an hour longer, Mademoiselle?" he said. "You will have your duties in the post-office."
"If I were a man," said she, "I would go out in the street and dig I would beg, I would steal before I would yield I, a free man in a free country to tyranny like this!" There was a great round of applause at that. Dennison scowled and said something in a low voice to another foreman at his side. Flynn laughed, with a perplexed, admiring look at Ellen.
Miles flushed and felt inclined at first to resent this allusion to the state of his affections, but he was fortunately saved from taking any notice of it by a sudden burst of laughter among the men at a remark from Corporal Flynn, who, although this was his first visit to Egypt, had undertaken to point out to his comrades the various localities which he chose to assume were more or less connected with Scripture history!
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