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"Abaht that there little bet, 'Enery," observed Seaman Jones, "I fink we'll alter of it. I don't wish to give no moral support to this 'ere Griller. T'other bloke's only jus' fresh from the Novice Class, I reckon, jedgin' by 'is innercent young faice, an' e's aputtin' up the werry best fight as ever I see. We'll chainge it like this 'ere.
For ten minutes the High School young men jogged around the track. Any fellow in the lot would have been ashamed to drop out, short of breath. As a matter of fact, no one was out of breath. Mr. Luce was what the boys called a "griller," and he certainly knew all about whipping a lot of youngsters into fine physical shape. This training work was now along in the third week of the new winter term.
"I do not know such a person. He probably comes from Washington. Send him up." Mr. Griller entered.
"I do not know such a person. He probably comes from Washington. Send him up." Mr. Griller entered.
"I will carry it in to my grandmother," said Susy; and she entered the house, followed by all the children. "Who knows but he's a griller?" said Jennie. "Lem me see paper," cried Katie, snatching at it, and holding it up to her left ear. "O, dear!" sighed she, in a grieved tone; "it won't talk to me, Susy. I don't hear nuffin 'tall." "She's a cunning baby, so she is," said Dotty.
That was his reputation, and it was a deserved one. He softly said: "I called to see you on business, Miss Hawkins. You have my card?" Laura bowed. Mr. Griller continued to purr, as softly as before. "I will proceed to business. I am a business man.
Hawkins, to whom one grief more or less did not much matter now, "to you and, Washington; but we must humbly bear it." "Bear it;" replied Laura scornfully, "I've all my life borne it, and fate has thwarted me at every step." A servant came to the door to say that there was a gentleman below who wished to speak with Miss Hawkins. "J. Adolphe Griller" was the name Laura read on the card.
Now that you have once learnt it, I know, I am sure that very soon you will be not only the finest griller of bacon in England, but also the finest maker of tea." "I'll try, sir," said Pollyooly cheerfully. "It doesn't seem very difficult." "To genius nothing is very difficult," said the Honourable John Ruffin impressively.
Hawkins, to whom one grief more or less did not much matter now, "to you and, Washington; but we must humbly bear it." "Bear it;" replied Laura scornfully, "I've all my life borne it, and fate has thwarted me at every step." A servant came to the door to say that there was a gentleman below who wished to speak with Miss Hawkins. "J. Adolphe Griller" was the name Laura read on the card.
I ain't never 'eard o' the Griller till we come 'ere, and I never 'eard o' t'other bloke neether but I 'olds by the Griller, cos of 'is name and I backs me fancy afore I sees 'em. Loser to 'elp the winner with the gallon." "Done, Bill," replied the challenged promptly, on hearing the last condition. "Yus, 'Enery," replied William, diving deeply for it.
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