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Updated: May 14, 2025
I've been looking forward to taking them off for the last half-hour which is ominous at my time of life. But, as I was saying, we listened and heard The Dowd drawl worse than ever. She drops her final g's like a barmaid or a blue-blooded Aide-de-Camp. "Look he-ere, you're gettin' too fond o' me," she said, and The Dancing Master owned it was so in language that nearly made me ill.
She drawled along for five minutes, reproaching him with his perfidy, and grew quite motherly. "Now you've got a nice little wife of your own you have," she said. "She's ten times too good for a fat old man like you, and, look he-ere, you never told me a word about her, and I've been thinkin' about it a good deal, and I think you're a liar." Wasn't that delicious?
The Dowd reflected for a while. Then we heard her say, "Look he-ere, Mister Bent, why are you such an aw-ful liar?" I nearly exploded while The Dancing Master denied the charge. It seems that he never told her he was a married man. 'I said he wouldn't. 'And she had taken this to heart, on personal grounds, I suppose.
I knowed it I knowed it! cried Natty, when both deer and hounds were in full view; the buck has gone by them with the wind, and it has been too much for the poor rogues; but I must break them of these tricks, or theyll give me a deal of trouble. He-ere, he-ere shore. with you, rascals shore with you will ye? Oh! off with you, old Hector, or I'll hackle your hide with my ramrod when I get ye.
Who who mine Gott! who iss her life in dtanger? Iss dot mine Gott! is dot he-ere?" He pointed to Mrs. Fontenette's front window. I could hardly keep my fist off him. "Hush! you For one place it's here." I pushed him with my finger. "Ach!" he exclaimed in infinite relief. "I dt'ought you mean I I dt'ought hmm! hmm! I am dtired." He leaned on me like a sick child and we went into the cottage parlor.
You know how you have behaved for the last six weeks. You shouldn't have done it, indeed you shouldn't. You're too old an' too fat." Can't you imagine how The Dancing Master would wince at that! "Now go away," she said. "I don't want to tell you what I think of you, because I think you are not nice. I'll stay he-ere till the next dance begins." Did you think that the creature had so much in her?
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