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Updated: June 23, 2025
For one is at last enabled, under these propitious circumstances, to achieve the impossible, to control and manipulate the void and the invisible, to obey that unforgotten advice of one's youth, "Oh, g'wan crawl into a hole and pull the hole in after you!"
"And he does so; and Policeman Fogarty draws his club and says, 'G'wan wid yez! and in eight seconds the desperate mob has scattered and gone about its business, except about a hundred who remain to search for Willie's nickel." "I never heard of a mob in our city doing violence to a motorman because of an accident," said the New Yorker. "You are not liable to," said the tall man.
It merely awakened another, who cursed the first sleepily. "Hey, Kelly," he called, "hit that dog with a rock!" A pause. "Hey, Kelly, wake up, there!" "I guess we've got Kelly," Casey whispered to Sandy. He called out hoarsely: "He'll quit in a minute! G'wan to sleep. You don't know your own luck." But the dog continued to bark, jumping up and down frantically.
At last there was surcease of Breede. "Have 'em ready in the morning," he directed, referring to the letters he had dictated. "G'wout 'n' 'muse yourself when you get time," he added hospitably. "Now I got to hobble to my room. If you see any women outside, tell 'em g'wan downstairs if they don't want to hear me." He stood balanced on one foot, a stout cane in either hand.
"Dot's vot's der madder mit me," sighed Hans Dunnerwust, in disappointment. "It vos peen so long alretty yet since I haf seen a scrap dot I don'd know vot it vos." "G'wan wid yez, Dutch!" cried Barney, who was in ill-humor on account of the failure as he supposed of Bascomb to challenge Merriwell. "Thot Yankee from Vermont called yez a balloony sausage t'-day, an' ye nivver did a thing.
Don't you fret, Racey, old-timer, I'll keep yore secret. Till death does Ouch! Leggo me, you poor hickory! Yo're supposed to be sleeping off a drunk, remember! G'wan now! Lie down, Fido! Charge, you bad dog!"
"Why it's only Torchy, from Papa's office," says Marjorie. "And oh, Mildred! He is the very one to help us! You will now, won't you, Torchy? Come, that's a dear!" "Please do, Torchy!" says Mildred, snugglin' up on the other side and pattin' my red hair soothin'. "Ah, say, reverse English on the tootsy business!" says I. "This ain't any heart-throb matinee. G'wan!"
Whereat he came to his feet, and in short, nervous phrases consigned all canoe-men and launch-captains to eternal perdition. A man on the barge leaned over from above and baptized him with crisp and crackling oaths, while the whites and Indians in the canoe laughed derisively. "Aw, g'wan!" one of them shouted. "Why don't yeh learn to row?"
"But it looks like the kid ain't got no appetite to git well, for they misses him from the tent in the night and finds him rootin' in the grass, and likewise a drizzle fallin'. 'G'wan, he says, 'lemme go and die like I wanter. He said I was a liar and a fake and I was playin' sick. Lemme alone. "Two weeks," went on the cook, "he laid around, not noticin' nobody, and then "
"G'wan," said the policeman, angrily, "or I'll run yez in! Want yer name in the papers, don't yez? I never knew the cranks to come around so quick after a shootin' before. Out of th' park, now, for yours, or I'll fan yez." "What you have done," I said, argumentatively, as Knight and I walked on, "was easy.
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