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Updated: June 11, 2025
"'Any of the waiters or the chambermaids? asked Peter. "I'd been expectin' he'd ask that, and I hated to answer. "'One of the waiters was a little late, says I. 'Willie wa'n't on hand immediate. Said he went to wash his hands. "Now the help gen'rally washed in the fo'castle the servants' quarters, I mean but there was a wash room on the floor where the Sterzer-Robinsons roomed.
Gen'rally that's his style. Maybe Maurice being along had something to do with it a pretty able man in close quarters is Maurice. Yes, he must be glad of the excitement, but Lord, that won't save him from being lost. Oh, oh, and now what'll we do? Let's see, the Flamingo's on the way to the Banks, and that's the end of that chase.
"Yes, I went through a whole bunch of 'em once pretty good pie this, cook, though gen'rally those artificial apples that swings on strings ain't in it with the natural tree apples for pie once when we were laying somewhere to the east'ard of Sable Island, in a blow and a thick fog fresh halibuting and right in the way of the liners.
I couldn't help it, 'case you's gen'rally pullin' an' haulin' an' kickin' me to git away, but you 'members me, an' Judy, wid dis kind of face?" She touched her eyes and nose and mouth to show where Judy's features were marked with ink, and then Amy laughed, and as if the mention of Judy took her back to the vernacular of her childhood, she said, "Oh, yes, I done 'members Judy. Whar is she?"
No, nor anybody else in the old square-enders he gen'rally sails in. I'll bet he's glad to change winter trawling for summer seining. I'll bet he put in a few wakeful nights on the Banks in his time mind the time he parted his cable and came bumping over Sable Island No'the-east Bar? Found the only channel there was, I callate.
"Going on ten year now; and dat's what I comes to ask you about." "Goodness me! And how much have you paid a year?" "I gen'rally pays 'bout three bales of cotton a year." "Does he furnish you rations?" "Only sugar and coffee and a little meat now and then." "What does it amount to a year?" "I doesn't rightly know but I'se got some papers here." Miss Smith looked them over and sighed.
Say, I've been in at two or three acts like this before, and I gen'rally notice that at about such a stage they play that card, the wife and kid. Your real tough citizen don't, nor your real gent, they shuts their mouths and takes what's comin' to 'em, but Mr. Weakback has a sudden rush of mem'ry about the folks at home, and squeals like a pup with his tail shut in the door.
Wasn't anyone around the place needed so much waitin' on as her; but no one ever minds. Gen'rally there was two or three on the jump for her, and others willin' to be. Course, that don't include Mr. Robert.
And say, when I've been soldierin', and try to run in a stiff bluff instead of the real goods, he looks as disappointed as if I'd done something real low down. So gen'rally I hits up the books when there's nothin' else doin'. Mr. Robert's on. He comes in one mornin' and pipes off the 'rithmetic. "What's this, Torchy?" says he. "Studying?"
It might have been kind of dull if it hadn't been for the Adamses; but Veronica and her Pa are lively enough to wake up any crowd. They're gen'rally jollyin' each other about something. This time what started it was someone remarkin' about a weddin' that was to be pulled off soon, and how the bride was to be the last of five daughters. "Fortunate parent!" says Pa Adams. "Five!
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