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Updated: April 30, 2025
I thought I discovered a pair of trousers that had been mine hanging up in his store, but the Frenchman was quicker than I. His eyes followed mine, and he took instant umbrage: "So your brother vas one shump, vas he?" he yelled. "Your brother vas a long sight better man zan you, mine frient. He go fight for la France. You stay here. Get out!" And he put me out, and saved the day and the trousers.
When I met Sam in his sto' he said to me, 'Vell, Mark, vat are you senting my vife vlowers for, and vat are you extenting your heartfelt sympat'y aboud? "I showed Sam the telegram. "'Vell, vell, vell. I nefer had a ting to happen like dot in my life, said he. 'Now, I know you are my frient.
Miller came rolling along in a sort of sailor fashion characteristic of him. Dave had just time to dive into a pawnbroker's shop unnoticed. A black-haired, black-eyed salesman came forward to wait on him. The puncher cast an eye helplessly about him. It fell on a suitcase. "How much?" he asked. "Seven dollars. Dirt sheap, my frient." "Got any telescope grips?" The salesman produced one.
So denn, you traw a cheque to die order of our frient tu Tillet, and I vill sent it, same tay, to der Bank mit mein zignature; so shall you haf, at four o'clock, der amount of die cheque you trew in der morning; and at der costs of die Bank. I vill not receif a commission, no! I vill haf only der blaysure to be agreeaple to you.
Mon Dieu! How can you haf ze heart to say ze cruel word. Corinne, you are ze only frient I haf in ze whole bad worlt." "Yes, I know that. But not the only wife." "Why you torture me so, Corinne?" "I wont. We'll let it go. You need me, I suppose?" "You use all ze cold word, Corinne. I neet you! Oui, oui, I efer neet you. I neet you ven I stay from you ze longest.
Mayor, wast to pring Dootje's 'rapscallion Tominie, and his 'rapscallion frient; and t'at is one, and t'is ist t'ot'e." "This gentleman has the appearance of being a real clergyman, and that too, of the church of England." "Yaas, Mr. Mayor, t'at is yoost so. He wilt preach fifteen minutes wit'out stopping, if you wilt give him a plack gownt; and pray an hour in a white shirt."
A few minutes later a lady in a passing carriage looked round sharply at them with an air of great surprise, and half bowed. “Surely,” exclaimed the Baron, “zat vas a frient of yours!” “I am not a friend of hers, then,” Mr Bunker replied with a laugh. “Her bow I think must have been aimed at you.” The Baron shook his head, and seemed to be drawing a moral.
"First supper then open your Trojan horse," said Kelso. "First I must show my goods," Eli insisted, "ant I'll bet you take dem all everyt'ing vat I have in dot pack an' you pay my price an' you t'ank me say 'Eli, vat you have to drink?" "I'll bet you four bits I don't," said Kelso. "You are my frient; I vould not take your money like dot so easy. No! It vould not be right.
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