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I am merely indulging Verona in one of her absurd whims. You understand that, I trust?" "I get your idea," says I, "and even if it don't swell my chest any, I'm " "Kindly refrain from using such patois," says Aunty. "Eh?" says I. "You mean ditch the gabby talk? All right, Ma'am." Aunty rolls her eyes and sighs hopeless.
Veronica had a nice way of soundin' people for their pet hobbies, and she must have got Dudley started on his; for it's the only subject I ever knew him to get real gabby over. And you'd never guess from his looks what it was. Farmin'! Course he ain't doin' the reg'lar Rube kind, hay and hogs, hogs and hay. He goes at it scientific, one of these book farmers, you understand.
The latter had his back to them and was blowing indolent wreaths of smoke from a brown paper cigarette. "I don't trust that feller, that's all," whispered Gabby Pete hoarsely. "He's down acrost the border too much o' the time. Anyhow, as I was sayin', this yere Don Fernandez is agin the Obregon gov'ment an' backin' a new revolution. That's what the feller tol' me, anyhow. Waal, Mr.
Well Al before we got here I thought they would be so much fireing back and 4th. up here that a man couldn't hear themself think but I guess Jerry is saveing up for the big show though every little wile they try and locate our batterys and clean them out and once in so often 1 of our big guns replys but as Johnny Alcock says you couldn't never accuse our artillrys from being to gabby and I guess we are lucky they are pretty near speechless as they might take a notion to fire short but any way a little wile ago 1 of our guns sent a big shell over and Johnny says what and the he ll can that be and I said its a shell from 1 of our guns and he says he thought they fired 1 yesterday.
Temple, Bob and Frank gathered around Jack, crowding to read over his shoulders the missive left at camp by a messenger in an airplane and brought to Ransome by Gabby Pete, the camp cook, following Jack, who had gone to the little New Mexican town to meet the party from the East.
The outlaw had a bloody foam on his lips, and he was spitting blood. "Oh, why didn't you say so!" cried Duane. "I never thought. You seemed all right." "Wal, Luke Stevens may be as gabby as an old woman, but sometimes he doesn't say anythin'. It wouldn't have done no good." Duane bade him sit down, removed his shirt, and washed the blood from his breast and back.
Frank drew the car to the porch, and Gabby Pete, at the sound of its approach, opened the door of the kitchen and emerged, big spoon in hand, the lamplight streaming from the room behind him, and savory odors floating out to the hungry boys. "Come an' git it," he called sonorously. "What does he mean Jack?" asked Bob. "I hope he means dinner," said Frank, sniffing hungrily.
"Why, it's Gabby Pete," said Jack in surprise, moving forward a step as the rider reined up his horse so sharply that it reared and slid on braced hind legs. The animal came to rest so close to him that Jack was forced to give back a step, and it stood there snorting and blowing. An oldish man of tremendous girth, but who sat his horse easily despite his size, grinned down at Jack.
The city tumbles by. The city is interested in something vastly complicated. Staring into the little mirror, Fanny sighs and powders her nose. An auctioneer must have a compelling manner. He must be gabby and stentorian, witheringly sarcastic and plaintively cajoling. He must be able to detect the faintest symptoms of avarice and desire in the blink of an eyelid, in the tilt of a head.
And when they were gone he reflected with added zest on the six thousand pounds he was getting for them out of Joe Pillin and his ships. He would have to pitch it strong in his speech at the general meeting. With freights so low, there was bound to be opposition. No dash nowadays; nothing but gabby caution!
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