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"No, thank you, dear," said she, "Lawson won't do for me. Bye-bye." And so she slipped out, and, I've no doubt, told Mrs. Gnu that she had seen my bonnet at Lawson's. Isn't it too bad? Then she is so abominably cool. Somehow, when I am talking with Mrs. Croesus, who has all her own things made at home, I don't feel as if mine came from Paris at all.
Mr. Boosey looked puzzled; but Mr. Potiphar broke in: "Well, Mrs. Gnu, I'm glad to see you smile at last. After all, the remark of the Ambassador's was only what they would call in France, 'a perfect bougie of a joke." "Good evening, Mrs. Potiphar," cried the Sennaar Minister, rising suddenly, and running toward the door.
In the first object we succeeded well, as "the bags" we made counted two brindled gnu, four water-boc, one pallah-boc, and one pig, enough to feed abundantly the whole camp round.
Gnu, "what is a good woman's average?" "Does any lady here know that?" inquired the Pacha, looking round. "No," said Mr. Boosey; "we must send and inquire of Miss Tattle." "How pleasantly the game goes on, dear Mrs. Gnu," said the Pacha; "but Miss Minerva ought to be here, she always holds such a good hand at every game." "I think," said Mrs.
One man carried the hindquarters of a gnu, the other had a brace of birds dangling from the haft of his spear. With an effort von Gobendorff pulled himself together and strode boldly into the open. Halting, he signed imperiously to the Birwas to approach. The blacks obeyed promptly. Experience had taught them to carry out the behests of their German masters with the utmost celerity.
It's a farce for me to begin again, in this way. But my wife says it's all right, that everybody does it, and wants to know how it can be helped; and, as I don't want to argue the matter, I look amen. That's the way Mr. Croesus submits to his new house, Mrs. Potiphar." She doesn't understand it. Poor child! how should she? She, and Mrs. Croesus, and Mrs. Gnu, and even Mrs.
"Yes," said Mrs. Potiphar. "Why, because she will not be comforted." There wasn't half so much laughing at this as at my question although Mrs. Potiphar said it was capital, and I thought so too, when I found out who Rachel was. But Mrs. Gnu continued to be like Rachel, and Mr. Boosey continued to try to amuse her.
The fierce Gnoo, Gnu, or Blue Wilde Beest of the colonists to the north of the Cape of Good Hope, are not as numerous as the spring-boks; and are easily distinguished by their large, curving horns, and the downward carriage of their head; for they never can look up.
I know not; neither did the ratel nor care much, for the matter of that. But when the gnu went off again, circling with hoarse snorts, and shying and swerving furiously and wonderfully at top speed, he sat up on his hindlegs, the better to get a view of the strange sight. Perhaps he thought a lion was lying somewhere near that he could not see from his lowly, natural position.
It was the editor of the Planet, to whom I had been indebted for a number of special commissions including my fascinating quest of the Giant Gnu, which, generally supposed to be extinct, was reported by certain natives and others to survive in a remote corner of the Dark Continent.
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