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After a weary walk, she came out upon Van Ness Avenue, near its junction with Market Street. "Say, say, den, blease hellup a boor womun." "Mammy, mammy, I'm hungry." It was Friday night, between seven and eight. The great deserted avenue was already dark. A sea fog was scudding overhead, and by degrees descending lower.
"That's all right!" she retorted to the last sally, which happened to be Chas's. "There are swains in this town who might boost their standing a little if only they'd patronize the florist once in a while!" Hellup!" He fled to the kitchen to look after his little brown beauties. The noisy supper proceeded. Presently Major Cooney, the easy-going and reminiscent, gave the conversation a new tack.
"Here's the ladder," said Tucket; "now be careful." "'M I goung upthlarer, or am I goung downth larer?" Tucket proceeded to show him that the ladder was to be ascended; and, directing him how to hold on, and how to place his feet, boosted him gently, while a comrade above drew him also gently, until he was got safely out. "I did that perrywell!" said Frank. "Now lemme hell Sef!" I'll hellup ye!"
The Naught-seven's to run special to Gaston bad cess to ut!" "Vell, I can'd hellup id," said the phlegmatic Bavarian. "I haf the mail and egspress got, and I go mit dem t'rough to Pighorn. You haf der brivate car got, and you go mit dem t'rough to Gaston. Den ve qvits, ain'd it?" Callahan nodded and dropped to the platform.
"Listen!" cried Andy. "Hellup!" came a faint voice just then. "It's Noodles!" exclaimed Fritz, scrambling over in the direction of the spot where they had seen the last of their unfortunate chum. "Oh! perhaps he's gone and fractured his leg, and our family doctor, meaning Paul, ain't along!" groaned Eben.
To-day he was allowing her to drive, while, with folded hands, he directed her management of the lines. Grace was in her element and gave a sigh of regret as they sighted the park. "I could go on driving four horses forever, Mr. Flynn," she exclaimed. "Do let me drive going back?" "Sure yez can, miss," said the good-natured Irishman, "and it's meself'll hellup yez, and show yez how to do it."
"Perhaps he doand hear me," she murmured. Two well-dressed women advanced, chattering gayly. "Say, say, den, blease hellup a boor womun." One of the women paused, murmuring to her companion, and from her purse extracted a yellow ticket which she gave to Mrs. Hooven with voluble explanations. But Mrs. Hooven was confused, she did not understand. What could the ticket mean?
Hans' effort at suave politeness as he bowed with his hand over his heart was most laughable. "Mine cootness! vos dot Inza Purrage?" he gurgled. "I used to think she vos der most peautiful girl vot efer seen me, but, so hellup me sour krout, she vos sixdeen times prettier-lookin' than efer!" "You're the same old flatterer, Hans," said Inza; "but you mustn't try to flirt with me now.
At last, a solitary pedestrian came into view, a young man in a top hat and overcoat, walking rapidly. Mrs. Hooven held out a quivering hand as he passed her. "Say, say, den, Meest'r, blease hellup a boor womun." The other hurried on. The fish course was grenadins of bass and small salmon, the latter stuffed, and cooked in white wine and mushroom liquor. "I have read your poem, of course, Mr.
Ain't nature just wonderful?" ... "Raymund Walter Pelham, if I have to speak to you again, young man, I'm going to take you to the stateroom and give you something you won't forget in a hurry." ... "Stew'd, hellup me gellup."
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