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Updated: May 6, 2025
Like as not he'll sentence me to tumble you through the chapel door of the south turret down the 'road to perdition. No use though, you go that road every day. Better treat me right and tell me all your troubles. If there is any cool handle to take hold of Gehanna by next to Funnybone, I'm the one fellow in Sunrise to grab onto it." But Vic was out of hearing.
A sudden clutch on Trench's arm, the blaze of the old-time fury in burning eyes, as Vic's hoarse voice cried: "For God's sake, Trench, get out of my sight!" "I will," drawled Trench. "The only friend you ever had. I'll carry my troubles up to Big Chief Funnybone.
She was no flirt, but much association with Vincent Burgess had given her insight to know that Norrie Wream would never understand him. When Burgess returned to the Saxon House later in the evening, he met Bond Saxon at the door. "Say, Professor, the devil will be to pay again. That Mrs. Marian is back. Got here on the same train Funnybone came on.
A boy can forget his amatory troubles playing baseball; but a girl can't find any particular distraction in doing fancy work. Do you know, I envy you. All the world before you, all the ologies. What an adventure! Of course, you'll bark your shins here and there and hit your funnybone; but the newness of everything will be something of a compensation. All right. Let's get one idea into our heads.
I'll keep him in raw material for converts out of the cowboys I'll have to handle. Isn't old Trenchy a hero? He says Dean Funnybone showed him how to think about somebody else beside Trench a little bit." "Oh, yes; Trench is a hero and I've known about that whole thing for a long while," the Dean asserted. "And Victor Burleigh?"
I'm sorry to hear that, he said. Poor thing! Three days! That's terrible for her. Mrs Breen nodded. She was taken bad on the Tuesday... Mr Bloom touched her funnybone gently, warning her: Mind! Let this man pass. A bony form strode along the curbstone from the river staring with a rapt gaze into the sunlight through a heavystringed glass. Tight as a skullpiece a tiny hat gripped his head.
"But that's the limit, and twice as long as I'd care to see you, although, I was hunting you. Funnybone wants to see you in there." Victor's eyes were glowing with a golden light as he entered Fenneben's study, and the Dean noted the wonderful change from the big, awkward fellow with a bulldog countenance to this self-poised gentleman whose fine face it was a joy to see.
Meanwhile the big boy from the western claim was as surely going up the rounds of culture as the Professor was coming down to the common needs of common minds, and both were unconscious then that back of each was Dr. Fenneben, "dear old Funnybone" to the student body, playing each man for his king row in the great game of life fought out in Sunrise-by-the-Walnut.
There I was, too, on my way back to Old Hickory, figurin' whether I'd better resign first and report afterwards, or just take my chances that maybe after he'd slept on it he wouldn't be so keen about seein' this Captain Killam again. Then the whole thing hit me on the funnybone. Haw-haw!
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