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Updated: May 27, 2025
It must iv been a thrillin' experience, leppin' fr'm iceberg to iceberg, with a polar bear grabbin' at th' seat iv his pants, an' now an' thin a walrus swoopin' down fr'm a three an' munchin' his hat." "What ta-alk have ye?" Mr. Dooley demanded. "A walrus don't fly, foolish man!" "What does he do, thin?" asked Mr. Hennessy. "Go 'round on crutches?" "A walrus," said Mr.
"What'd you beat up thet poor Joel Creech fer?" demanded Brackton. "He got what he deserved," replied Slone, and the memory, coming on the head of this strange attitude of Brackton's, roused Slone's temper. "Wal, Joel tells some queer things about you fer instance, how you took advantage of little Lucy Bostil, grabbin' her an' maulin' her the way Joel seen you."
Then she made a half turn, throwin' back her head an' grabbin' into her hair, an' give the awfullest screechin' laugh one screech after another that you c'd 'a' heard a mile an' then throwed herself face down on the bed, screamin' an' kickin'. Wa'al, sir, if I wa'n't at my wits' end, you c'n have my watch an' chain.
"Oh, if it's a case of savin' the next dividend," says I, "I'll take another think. I expect you asked for him at the house?" "He was there at one-fifteen and left twenty minutes later," says Mr. Ellins. "Yes; but what kind of clothes was he wearin'?" says I. "Clothes!" snorts out Old Hickory. "What the blithering " "Lemme ask his man," says I, grabbin' the desk 'phone.
"That is, if the fleeing is good." "Here! Quick!" says she, grabbin' up the long cloak Uncle had been wearing before he started something he couldn't finish. "And this also," she adds, handin' Yohness a military cap with a lot of gold braid on it. "We will go together. The guards know me. They will think you are my uncle. Wait! I will call the carriage, as if for our evening drive."
Well, perhaps you don't like it, but I'll have you understand, sir, I could block off your whole street if I wished. So clear out, all of you." "Why, Horace!" puts in one of the ladies, grabbin' him by the arm. "Yes, yes, my dear," says the major. "I know. No scene. Certainly not. Only these hotel persons must be put in their place. And if you will excuse me for a moment I'll see what can be done.
It's well along in the afternoon before I sees an openin' to drop this option in front of Old Hickory, grabbin' a minute when his desk is fairly clear, and slammin' it down just as though it had been sent in through Piddie. "Delivered on," says I. "Wants rush answer by mail." "Huh!" grunts Old Hickory, lightin' up a fresh Cassadora.
"But why, I've heard his voice before! It was at oh, I know! The nice old gentleman who had the villa next to ours at Mentone." "Ballard?" I suggests. "That's it!" says Vee. "And you say he is " "My Uncle Kyrle," says I. "My reg'lar uncle, you know." "Why, Torchy!" gasps Vee, grabbin' me by the arm. "Then then you " "Listen!" says I. "Hear your Aunty usin' her comp'ny voice.
Held so tight we could hardly get it out. In fact it was so tight that he's cut his palm grabbin' hold of it. Maybe the fight was about who owned the watch, for the Dagos talked in their foreign lingo and none of the neighbors could tell what they were sayin'." "I see. And the watch? Have you it?" "Yes, it's here. Going yet, too. Hear it tick?" and Donovan held open the door of his closet.
"'Yes, sez Josiah, 'let me catch the Loontown and Shackville Powers tryin' to divide Jonesville into pieces and grabbin' the pieces and dividin' 'em up amongst 'em and turnin' us out of house and hum, I guess them powers would find they had got hold of a Boxer when they come to cut up my paster and divide it and the medder back of the house where grandfather Allen's grandpa and great-grandma lays with a white railin' round 'em, kep' up by the Allens two hundred years.
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