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There was silence for several moments which was broken by a rattle, and a stream of whisky and seltzer dripped from the table. "Hallo!" said Forel. "Has anything upset you, Deringham?" Deringham stood up with a little harsh laugh, dabbing It the breast of his shirt with his handkerchief.
A bright thought struck him; he crossed the road and entered. "Hallo, Alf! Where from now? Why, you're as fine as a fiddler!" cried Mr. Joel Ferris, who was fast becoming familiar, on the strength of his inheritance. "Over the way," answered the landlord, with a wink and a jerk of his thumb. Mr. Ferris whistled, and one of the others suggested: "He must stand a treat, on that."
"Hallo!" cried one, "it's Jarwin's little dog gone overboard." "Let it go," cried another with a laugh; "it's a useless brute and eats a power o' grub." "I say, wot a splashin' it do kick up," he added as the little dog was left astern making vain efforts to clamber on the oar. "Why, lads, there's somethin' else floatin' beside it, uncommon like a seal.
"Hallo!" shouted a voice Fred had before heard, "here's my fire-eating young ambassador. Why, hang it all, sirrah! How is it you were not to the front before? I'd rather have given up my sword to you than have had it knocked out of my hand by the ugliest crop-eared knave I ever met."
Hallo, there!" he cried to the half dozen of natives who stood upon the deck, gazing in wonder at all they saw, "here's for you;" and he handed them a tray of broken biscuit and a can of water. Then, thrusting his hands into his pockets, he walked up and down the deck with an enormous swagger, whistling vociferously.
The telephone was in the corner of the room, and I was going to it to call up Christopher Quarles, convinced this was a case in which I should need all the assistance I could get, when the telephone bell rang. "Hallo!" I said. "Who's that?" "I left my bag on the Chesterfield," came the answer. "Better not send it. Keep it until I come again." "When?" I asked. There was a pause.
She raised her foot cautiously to take the first step then a shout tied her to the spot. "Hallo!" A rough voice had shouted it. And now a woman came up to them; the figure in the fluttering skirt was outlined big and clear against the rarefied ether that flowed around it. Where had she come from so suddenly? From there, from behind the mound of earth that had been thrown up near the peat pit.
If it goes on as it has been, we'll have to take to metal ones. Here we are, Ruby, this is the forge, and I'll be bound you never worked at such a queer one before. Hallo! Bremner!" he shouted to one of the men. "That's me," answered Bremner. "Bring your irons as soon as you like! I'm about ready for you."
It will be seen hereafter that I have reason to remember this individual to the very last day of my life. Would to heaven that I had never met him! This youth slapped me familiarly on the shoulder, and said "Hallo, bub! why, you're wet as a drowned rat! Come and take a brandy cocktail it will warm you up!"
Sandoz himself set the example, all the while assisting the charwoman, who burst into bitter language because it was half-past seven, and her leg of mutton was drying up. The five companions, seated at table, were already swallowing their soup, a very good onion soup, when a new comer suddenly appeared. 'Hallo! here's Gagniere, was the vociferous chorus.
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