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Frances grew restive under his leering smile and forced gaiety. She searched M'Gill sharply with her look. "You didn't gallop out of your way to tell me this," she said. "What do you want of me?" "Oh, just to say how-de-do!" declared the fellow, still with his leering smile. "And to wish you a good journey." "What do you know about my journey?" asked Frances, quickly.
That's no 'how-de-do' salute, that's a 'come r-r-right here' one! He's got his axe, looks like, an's l-l-leanin' on it. F-fudge! I bet he's chopped his foot 'stead of a t-t-tree!" Monty's legs flew up and down like the rapidly revolving spokes of a wheel as he hurried toward the man and girl. But after one hasty glance at the feet of Mr.
'A job for Burgess and Co. at any rate, said the visitor, looking over his shoulder compassionately at his own legs, which were very wet and covered with splashes. 'Oh, how-de-do, Mr Gills? The salutation was addressed to the Captain, now emerging from the back parlour with a most transparent and utterly futile affectation of coming out by accidence.
'Good gracious me! stammered Mr Toots. 'What a complication of misery! How-de-do? I I I'm afraid you must have got very wet. Captain Gills, will you allow me a word in the shop? He took the Captain by the coat, and going out with him whispered: 'That then, Captain Gills, is the party you spoke of, when you said that he and Miss Dombey were made for one another?
That was a trick that she seemed never to grow out of. "Hello!" said Mr. Sorber, with rough joviality, "who are these little dames? Goin' to say how-de-do to old Bill Sorber?" Tess, the literal, came forward with her hand outstretched. "How do you do, Mr. Sorber," she said. Dot was a little bashful. But Agnes, having a brilliant idea, said: "This is Neale's uncle, Dot. Mr.
While passing the fort, the friendly Indians clambered the palisades, and shouted out joyously to the soldiers "How-de-do, brother how-de-do, brother?" The lines, meeting beyond the fort, formed for battle. No foe was visible. Nearly a thousand warriors, some armed with arrows, but many with rifles, were hidden, but a few rods before them, beneath the curving bank, which was fringed with bushes.
Then Robert Grant Burns gave a heave and a wriggle, and came up for air and a look around. He had been composing a monologue upon the subject of sand, and he had not noticed that strange voices were speaking on the other side of the machine. "Hello, sis How-de-do, Miss," he greeted Jean guardedly, with a hasty revision of the terms when he saw how her eyebrows pinched together.
"That performance gave me a Major-Generalcy, and my saddle cloth there, was sent from Baltimore as a reward, by a lady whom I never knew." Stuart exhibited what is known in America as "airiness," and evidently loved to talk of his prowess. Directly Gen. Hartsuff returned, and the forager rose, with a grim smile about his mouth "Hartsuff, God bless you, how-de-do?" "Stuart, how are you?"
"Yet he's an awfully good fellow gives a lot away in charities, all around here. He is great chums with some of the peasants. It's quite an experience to take a walk with him: He says how-de-do to the quaintest creatures. But he can't be bothered with society.
Nobody but a man a man would make such a how-de-do over a trunk. Just a trunk!" The infinite scorn of words and manner provoked nothing further from her "shif'less" housemate than another silent chuckle, and a keen glance at Katharine from beneath his bushy eyebrows.
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