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Here, however, was the real thing growing luxuriantly from the man's head. "Ho-ho!" thought I to myself. "Here is a fortunate encounter; there may be something in it," and then I tried to lead him on. "I understand, Mr. Lohengrin," I said, "that you have a fine span of swans." "Yes," he said, and I was astonished to note that he, like my client, spoke in musical numbers. "Very.
"All right," I said resignedly, "let the dream go on; I'm in no hurry." "Prithee what dream?" "What dream? Why, the dream that I am in Arthur's court a person who never existed; and that I am talking to you, who are nothing but a work of the imagination." "Oh, la, indeed! and is it a dream that you're to be burned to-morrow? Ho-ho answer me that!" The shock that went through me was distressing.
Oh, she caught me fast enough, and it was only after I had swallowed the hook, sinker and all, that I found out she was married." "Ho-ho!" remarked Gottlieb. "The old story." "The same little old story," assented Dillingham. "Take a cigar?" He produced a well-filled case. I dropped into a chair and hitched it toward them.
Conductor and brakeman doubled up with laughter, and for a moment, while the two girls stared, neither of them could speak at all. Then the conductor found his voice. "Oh, ho-ho," he said, still laughing. "I wouldn't have missed that for a week's pay! If I could only have seen his face! Don't you worry any more! We'll not send you back to him, even if you were running from him.
"No man where Mistress Sally Salisbury is? Ho-ho!" She knew the voice. It was that of Captain Jeremy Rofflash. Seizing a lamp Sally Salisbury ran down the stairs and opened the door. Holding the lamp high over her head the light fell with striking effect upon her luxuriant yellow hair clustering down upon a neck and shoulders that Juno might have envied. The resemblance did not stop here.
Her eyes shone, and the color flushed into her cheeks. Had Will Scarlett dared to go to her father. "Who is he?" she repeated "but oh! it was mean of him when I said as it couldn't be!" Granger, who was watching her face, laughed loudly. "Ho-ho, my pretty lass," he said, you look very bright about the face for a girl what didn't care for a man.
I kept my promise, didn't I? Ho-ho! The key creaked in the lock. I breathed freely. I had been afraid he would tie my hands... but they were my own, they were free! I instantly wrenched the silken cord off my dressing-gown, made a noose, and was putting it on my neck, but I flung the cord aside again at once. 'I won't please you! I said aloud. 'What madness, really!
Thorpe reflected to himself that the peerage was by no means so played-out an institution as some people imagined. "Ho-ho!" the younger man sighed a yawn, as he tossed his hat into the rack above his head. "We shall both be the better for some pure air. London quite does me up. And you you've been sticking at it months on end, haven't you? You look rather fagged or at all events you did yesterday.
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