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Whur's Eric Hamilton?" he demanded in a fine show of indignation, and he caught the edge of their craft in his right hand. "Let go!" and the steersman threateningly raised a pole that shone steel-shod. "Let go is ut ye're orderin' me?" thundered the holy man, now in a towering rage, and he flaunted the torch over the crew. "Howld y'r imp'dent tongues!" he shouted, shaking the canoe.
"Imp'dent tings!" said Teddy, unloosing the small terrier; "do and lick 'em, Puck!"
'Didn't ye promise to invist two dollars ivry month? he says. 'I'm doin' it, says Dinnis. 'I've kept me wurrud. 'An' what are ye invistin' it in? says Hogan. 'In lotthry tickets, says th' imp'dent kid." While delivering these remarks, Mr. Dooley was peeping over his glasses at Mr. McKenna, who was engaged in a struggle with the machine.
He would have liked to make an ally of this man, and a friend, yet the question that had been raised could not be answered. "I hain't only willin' but plum anxious ter hear all ye've got ter say, Mr. Doane," he made serious reply, and the other after a judicial pause went on: "Hit hain't no light an' frivolous sperit of meddlin' thet brings me hyar askin' ye questions thet seems imp'dent an' nosy.
But these poor creatures..." "Ye dare to compar' me !" "Contrast you, ma'am." "It's just as imp'dent." "I say, our servants, ma'am..." "Oh! to the deuce with your 'ma'am; I hate the word. It's like fittin' a cap on me. Ye want to make one a turbaned dow'ger, ye malicious young woman!" "Those are personages that are, I believe, accepted in society!" So the contest raged, Mrs.
But these poor creatures..." "Ye dare to compar' me !" "Contrast you, ma'am." "It's just as imp'dent." "I say, our servants, ma'am..." "Oh! to the deuce with your 'ma'am; I hate the word. It's like fittin' a cap on me. Ye want to make one a turbaned dow'ger, ye malicious young woman!" "Those are personages that are, I believe, accepted in society!" So the contest raged, Mrs.
The crowd cheer, and begin to chaff Joe, who turns up his nose and swaggers across to the sticks. "Imp'dent old wosbird!" says he; "I'll break the bald head on un to the truth." The old boy is very bald, certainly, and the blood will show fast enough if you can touch him, Joe.
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