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He would be laughed at, from York to Buffalo." "Und he would desarf it. By vhat I see, frient, your denants be der arisdograts, und der landlordts der vassals." "Why you see what may your name be? as we're likely to become acquainted, I should like to know your name." "My name is Greisenbach, und I comes from Preussen." "Well, Mr. Greisenbach, the difficulty about aristocracy is this.
At that the laugh among the people in the room and about the doorway grew louder, it seemed so good a joke that anyone should take those wax figures for living people and a burly German, taking pity on Walter's stupidity, said; "Mine frient, dose vos vax beobles, ha, ha, ha! dey don't can't say nodings."
In his courteous, almost affectionate way, he stopped to have a word with me about the coldness of the weather and the danger of the icy pavements. "I'm t'ankful to be at last home," he said, showing his teeth with a cordial smile, as he removed the muffler from his neck, which I thought nature had sufficiently protected with an ample red beard. "Take my advice, my frient, tempt not de wedder.
Our fears coming uppermost, we gave voice to them: "Intern?" "No intern. Engelsch." The other took up the cry: "Engelsch goot! Frient." However our suspicions would not down. The first man pointed out to the canal where a barge lay and made us understand that it was his. He wanted us to work our passage on it down the canal with him.
"How far is it to land, my frient?" he inquired. The sailor touched his cap. "Which way, sir?" he asked solemnly. "Fore or aft?" "Vat? Land, you know vat I mean, the end of the ocean. How far avay is it?" The sailor calculated. "Well, the nearest land, sir, I should say, is about three hundred miles away, to port." "How deep is it here?" asked Mr. Nicklestick, moving away from the rail suddenly.
"I am lotging mit mine frient, Samuel Phineas, Butter Lane, Burrough." "I will remember. Thank you, Isaacs. You have done your kinswoman and her friends good service. She will be grateful to you. I have no doubt she will send for you. Would you like to come to her?" "Mit all my feet. Vere ish she?" "At her country-seat, Cameron Court, near Edinboro'." "I ton't know id." "No, you don't know it.
"Happy Fear I hef knowt for a goot many years. He iss a goot frient of mine." "What?" "Choe Louten iss a bedder one," continued Mr. Farbach, turning again to stare at his chickens. "Git owit." "What?" "Git owit," repeated the other, without passion, without anger, without any expression whatsoever. "Git owit." The reporter's prejudice against the German nation dated from that moment.
So, you see, I’m provided for.” “Cigars at least, Bonker! You most smoke, my frient vizout a name!” The Baron, night-shirted and barefooted as he was, dived into his portmanteau and produced a large box of cigars. “You like zese, Bonker. Zey are your own choice. Smoke zem and zink of me!” “A few, Baron, would be a pleasant reminiscence,” said his friend, with a smile, “if you really insist.”
Not a day passed but mine host Lapierre publicly congratulated himself upon his acumen in having all along believed and declared that Savareen was still in the land of the living. This landlord shared the prevalent opinion that the family should be more communicative. "I haf always," said he, "peen a coot frient to Mrs. Safareen.
Every day I teach you de great art of de actor. You come with me dot way, mein frient?" "Certainly; that will be perfectly satisfactory." "Ah," delightedly, "you vos a goot poy, villin' to learn, I see. Next season, who knows, you might be leading man if you vork hardt. I bay you now after one veek's trial, when I know petter vot you are vort, hey?"
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