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Speaking for myself, I'm having a good time. How are you getting along downstairs?" "De limit, boss. Honest, it's to de velvet. Dey's an old gazebo, de butler, Saunders his name is, dat's de best ever at handin' out long woids. I sits an' listens. Dey calls me Mr. Mullins down dere," said Spike, with pride. "Good. I'm glad you're all right.
Gibson, and after I had got on my dry clothes, he took us up to the top of the Gazebo, or look-out tower. It was a beautiful evening, and the air was quite calm and clear. The view was magnificent. We could see Beeston Castle quite plainly, and Halton Castle also, as well as the Cheshire shore and the Welsh mountains. The view out seaward was truly fine.
"Dere's a loidy here," continued Spike, addressing the chest of drawers, "dat's got a necklace of jools what's wort' a hundred t'ousand plunks. Honest, boss. A hundred t'ousand plunks. Saunders told me dat de old gazebo dat hands out de long woids. I says to him, 'Gee! an' he says, 'Surest t'ing youse know. A hundred t'ousand plunks!" "So I understand," said Jimmy.
His stunt ain't writin', sure. Say, dere's a gazebo what wants to get busy wit' de heroine's jools what's locked in de drawer in de dressin' room. So dis mug, what do youse t'ink he does? Why " "Another friend of yours, Spennie?" inquired Sir Thomas politely, eying the red-haired speaker with interest. "It's " He looked appealingly at Jimmy. "It's only my man," said Jimmy.
It was a pretty place, and great was the regret of the inhabitants of Liverpool when it was resolved to build upon it. The Folly was closed in 1785. Mr. Philip Christian built his house, now standing at the corner of Christian-street, of the bricks of which the Tavern was constructed. The Folly was a long two-storied house, with a tower or gazebo at one end.
Spike, who was examining as much as he could of himself in the glass, turned round with his wonted grin. "Say, who's de gazebo, boss? Ain't he de mug youse was wit' last night?" "That's the man. We're going down with him to the country to-day, Spike, so be ready." "On your way, boss. What's dat?" "He has invited us to his country house, and we're going." "What? Bot'of us?" "Yes.
At last, having reached the kiosque, he went up to the gazebo, where little rose-windows afforded a view over each lovely landscape of the valley, and where he found his wife seated on a chair. The Countess was gazing at the distance, and preserved a calm countenance, showing that impenetrable face which women can assume when resolved to do their worst.
To their delight they found in the shrubberies, now a wilderness of laurel and rhododendron, a tower what our forefathers called a "Gazebo," and their neighbours a "Folly." The top of it commanded a wide, unbroken view "Of all the lowland western lea, The Uxbridge flats and meadows, To where the Ruislip waters see The Oxhey lights and shadows." "There's the Spire," said John.
But to see all those vessels, and be sure what they were doing, the proper place was a little snug "gazebo," chosen and made by the doctor himself, near the crest of the gully he inhabited. Here upon a genial summer day when it came, as it sometimes dared to do was the finest little nook upon the Yorkshire coast for watching what Virgil calls "the sail-winged sea."
"You sure got th' Kid all worked up an' mad enough t' kill, eh, Bud? If he does get up against this guy Geoff this guy Geoff's sure goin' t' cash in sudden. Consequently, I guess you'll be wantin' paper an' pencil both here!" "What th' hell " began M'Ginnis. "Telegram, Bud. You're goin' t' frame up a nice little telegram t' this guy Geoff oh, you sure are th' fly gazebo!
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