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'The Deil knows if he's fat or lean; I'm sure I don't', said the goodman, when he heard that; 'but, if you want to know, you had better come yourself and see. And then he got so afraid, he threw the priest head over heels into the soft wet moss, and took to his legs; and if the priest hasn't got out, why I dare say he's lying there still.
One day when all the rafters were festooned with strings of crook-necked squashes, onions, and seed corn braided in long ropes by the husks, the Goodman appeared in the doorway with another load of seed corn and looked in vain for a place to put it. "There is no place," said the Goodwife. "The Lord hath blessed us so abundantly there is not room to receive it.
"Goodman?" Ginsburg pondered. The name was a strange one. "Say, was it this Goodman that kicked me in the ribs while I was tryin' to pick up the captain?" "Kicked you nothin'! You got a machine-gun bullet glancin' on your short ribs and acrost your chest right under the skin that was what put you down and out.
So, I say, Master Brown, it will be a real good work of charity, without hurt to my Lady and Sir George to let them be, poor things, to fight it out as they can." "Well, well, there's somewhat in what you say Goodman Blane, but I'm bound to look after my Lady's interests and Sir George's."
And the upshot of it all was that the story was more than a peach; it was a pippin. The rehabilitation of Private Pasquale Gallino, sometime known as Stretchy Gorman, gangster, and more latterly still as P. Goodman, U. S. A., A. E. F., was celebrated to the extent of I don't know how many gallons of printer's ink.
She happened to know that there was considerable interest felt at present in the fluctuation of these bonds, for she sometimes read the market news to Mr. Goodman, and he had a few days before spoken of buying some. Was there any possible way by which she could sell Miss Sarah's bond without sacrificing it? At the corner she met Mr.
He wanted to borrow forty-six dollars twenty-six to take him to San Francisco, and twenty for something else; to buy some soap with, maybe, for he needed it. And so would the banker. I wanted a change. I wanted variety of some kind. It came. Mr. Goodman went away for a week and left me the post of chief editor. It destroyed me. The first day, I wrote my "leader" in the forenoon.
Goodman, "but another week I must 'ave, so I must get the money somehow. Peter can't spend much, the way he goes on." Sam gave a little cough. "I'll get a pound or two out of 'im," ses Mr. Goodman. Sam coughed agin. "Won't he think it rather funny?" he ses, arter a bit. "Not if it's managed properly," ses Mr. Good-man, thinking 'ard. "I'll tell you 'ow we'll do it.
For it appears in these journals how, in one case, the little spaniel of John Goodman was chased by two wolves, and was fain to take refuge between his master's legs for shelter. Goodman "had nothing in hand," says the journal, "but took up a stick and threw at one of them and hit him, and they presently ran away, but came again.
"He comes yes, he comes." "But that is rather defiant of everything, is it not?" A blush of almost intense carmine washed Winifred's face and neck. Mrs. Carshaw knew how to strike hard. Every woman knows how to hurt another woman. "Miss Goodman, my landlady, usually stays in here when he comes," said she. "All the time?" "Most of the time." "Well, I must not catechise you.
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