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The school-master went down on his hands and knees, on which a big lad, with his hands in his trouser-pockets, guffawed. "What's he up to now?" he asked. "Thee may haud thee tongue if thee can do nought," said a mill-girl who had come up. "I reckon he knows what he's efter better nor thee." She had pushed to the front, and was crouched upon the edge, and seemed very much excited.
He smiled grimly at the consternation in Betty's face, at the black rage in Dade's. "I have already had the honor of meeting Mr. Taggart," said Betty coldly. "If that is what you " She caught a glance from Calumet and subsided. Taggart was deeply amused; he guffawed loudly. "That's rich," he said. "Why, man, I've knowed her ever since she's been here. Me an' her's pretty well acquainted. In fact "
First time I've carried a surgeon." Mr. Mackenzie guffawed loudly. "And a solicitor," said the skipper, gazing darkly at the hapless Harry Thomson, who was cleaning brasswork. "Handy in case of disputes. He's a real sea lawyer. Cook!" "Sir?" said the doctor, quietly. "Go down and tidy my cabin, and see you do it well." The doctor went below without a word, and worked like a housemaid.
From one wound in the wrist the blood spurted with each beat of the pulse. He was a loathsome, non-human thing. I have seen a scared orang in a zoo, and for all the world this bestial-faced, mowing, gibbering thing reminded me of the orang. The sailors surrounded him, laying hands on him, withstraining him, the while they guffawed and cheered.
Fresno put the end of the lasso round the mustang's neck. "Can you ride bareback?" he asked Allie. Allie lied. Her first thought was to lead them astray as to her skill with a horse; and then it occurred to her that if she rode Fresno's saddle there might be an opportunity to use the gun. Fresno leaped astride the mustang, and was promptly bucked off. The other men guffawed.
We been tryin' to git the pertic'lars out o' Pete, here, but he don't seem ter wanter talk about it," and the man guffawed heartily. "Hear ye made Sam give back the tools he borrowed of the old man?" said another man, whom Hiram knew to be Mrs. Larriper's son-in-law. "You are probably misinformed," said Hiram, quietly. "I know no reason why Mr.
'Satire! guffawed the other. 'Well, that's rich! Satire? Why, it's a manifesto. Gad, sir, it's a creed. I believe in my duty to my senses and the effectuation of me for ever and ever, Amen. The modern jargon! Topsy Turvydom! Run the world on the comic opera principle, but be flaming serious about it. Satire, good Lord! He flung himself back on his cushions with a snort of contempt.
"I laid out Dream Avenue in the boom city of Expectation and built on that thoroughfare a magnificent row of castles in the air. If you had a bit more imagination I might try to sell you something in my line. But it is useless, I see! Farewell!" He swept off his broad-brimmed hat with a deep bow, backed away a few steps, and bowed again and went on his way. The crowd guffawed.
By degrees, other excursionists, leaning over the railing, began to catch at something spicy in the situation of these two sisters brought face to face. At Mrs. Cronney's sally, one of the funny men guffawed his approval. Groups of excursionists explained to each other that that lady down there, her on the wharf, in the brown, was own sister to Mrs. Josiah Tuttle!
Buck Daniels sat back in his chair and guffawed at the memory. In the excitement of the tale he had quite forgotten Kate, but when he remembered her, she sat with her head craned a little to one side, her hand raised for silence, and a smile, indeed, upon her lips, but never a glance for Buck Daniels. He knew at once. "Is it him?" he whispered. "D'you hear him?"
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