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As a matter of fact, Father Pat entered into Johnnie's games like any boy. Unblushing, he telephoned over the Barber clothesline. More than once, with whistles and coaxings and pats, he fed the dog! He even thought up games of his own. "Now ye think I'm comin' in alone," he said one morning. "That's because ye see nobody else. But, ho-ho!
He had once passed two years in France, and was master of the language; so he spoke to the child in French, but though she seemed to understand him she made no reply, until he said to her: 'Where is your mother, little one? 'Then she answered, promptly, 'Dead, but the language was German, not French. 'Ho-ho! You are a little Dutchman, Mr. St. Claire said, with some surprise in his voice.
One states that his family name was Chung-li, and that he lived in the Han dynasty, being therefore called Han Chung-li. His cognomen was Ch'üan, his literary appellation Chi Tao, and his pseudonyms Ho-ho Tzu and Wang-yang Tzu; his style Yün-fang. He became Marshal of the Empire in the cyclic year 2496.
"She spoke of her wealth," remarked the Earl. "Yes," said Neale. "She must be wealthy, too. She's the sole proprietor of Fosdyke's Brewery." "Ho-ho!" laughed the Earl. "That's it, eh? Fosdyke's Entire! Of course I've seen the name on no end of public-houses in London. Sole proprietor? Dear me! why, I have some recollection that Fosdyke, of that brewery, was at one time a member of Parliament."
"It also instructed us to treat the First Lady of Tranest with the courtesy due to her station meanwhile." "Brother!" Trigger said, outraged. "Just too bad I couldn't read that message," said Holati Tate. "Some gravitic disturbance! Rendezvous point's hours behind us. They'll never catch up." "Ho-ho!" said Trigger. "But that's being pretty insubordinate, Holati!" "It was till just now," he said.
Then the Toad understood, for he said: "Ho-ho, I understand that you cannot speak. But are you happy?" The Dragon smiled sweetly and nodded, then pointed to the stream. That made the Toad madder than ever, for he thought it meant that the Dragon was claiming the whole stream. So the Toad said: "See, Dragon, there is a wonderful food that you have never tasted, that is a poached egg."
He made the home road miles beyond the point where Jaimihr waited for him drew rein into the long-striding amble that desert-taught horses love and led on, laughing. "Ho!" He laughed. "Ho-ho! Here, then, is the end of Mahommed Gunga's scheming! Now, when he comes with arguments to make me fight on the British side, what a tale I have for him! Ho! What a swearing there will be!
Armstrong flung back his head and roared, prolonging the loud ho-ho! through his big nose and open mouth long after the impulse to honest laughter was exhausted. He always laughed with false loudness, to indicate his own superiority, when he thought a man had been guilty of a public silliness. The laugh was meant to show the company how far above such folly was Mr. Armstrong. Gourlay scowled.
It had thinned out somewhat and was gliding very slowly but very steadily across the table. Definitely in her direction. "Ho-ho!" said Mantelish in a thunderous murmur. "Perhaps it likes you, Trigger! Ho-ho!" He seemed immensely pleased. "Well," Trigger said helplessly, "I don't like it!" She wriggled slightly under Mantelish's hands. "And I'd sooner get out of this chair!"
"Income!" exclaimed two or three voices disdainfully. "Call that a long word? Ho-ho!" "N-n-no; wa-wa-wa-wait a minute," implored Morris, tugging at a button on his jacket, and fixing a studious, inquiring gaze on the kitchen floor. "Write it," said Will. "I c-c-c-c-can't," said poor Morris gloomily. "Give it up, then," recommended Joe.
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