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"'Dunno, sir, Harry stammered; an' just then there was two more explosions, an' a couple more o' the seamen bundled headlong out er their berths, utterin' doleful shrieks that'd make yer heart stand still. "Th' mate was kickin', swearin', and shoutin' like a demon, th' men all th' while keepin' up their row as if they was bein' paid a dollar a minute to yell.
I suppose that is the 'invincible morgue Britannic in the presence of brutally provoked mutiny," I muttered, as I turned over the pages of M. de C. "So, Glass, 'e was led off kickin' an' squealin', an' hove down the ladder into 'is Sergeant's volupshus arms. 'E run Glass forward, an' was all for puttin' 'im in irons as a maniac.
Harshaw interrupted. "You're right dizzy, I expect. A fellow can't swallow the Blanco and feel like kickin' a hole in the sky right away. Take yore time, boy." Bob remembered his mount. "Powder River got away from me in the water." He said it apologetically. "I'm not blamin' you for that," the boss said, and laid a kindly hand on Dillon's shoulder. "Was it drowned?"
Abbott in the river, I'd like to know, and almost hit him in the head with an oar? Who kept Mr. Craig so upset that he threw his brandy bottle at your father most every morning? Who sang the roan cow into kickin' at the milk? Who " "Sh!" said Hetty. It seemed that Mr. O'Neill at that minute was not digging up the lilac bush.
A sunburned, firm-jawed youth, stained by travel, lay upon the bed puffing at a brown cigarette. "What's the word, Ed?" gasped Merwin. "So, so," drawled that capable youngster. "Just got in on the 9:30. Sold the bunch for fifteen, straight. Now, buddy, you want to quit kickin' a valise around that's got $29,000 in greenbacks in its in'ards." There had to be a king and queen, of course.
"Av coorse he was," observed Ned O'Connor, an Irishman, who was afflicted with the belief that he was rather a witty fellow, "av coorse he was, an' a merry-maid she must have bin to see a human spider like him kickin' up such a dust in the say." "He's like a drooned rotten," observed John Watt; "tak' aff yer claes, man, an' wring them dry."
You hustled me out of the show soon as the huggin' commenced. You wouldn't even let me stay to see the first of Mutt and Jeff. You said you was in a hurry. I leaves the show without seein' the best part, gits the car an' drills through the traffic tryin' to git yuh home quick. Now you're kickin' because I did hurry." "Hey!
"Not in the least, sir. 'Ere 'e is, sir; all alive an' kickin'," answered the small butcher, delighted to have the chance of making himself offensively useful, "but the hinsurance offices wouldn't 'ave the clo'se-baskit at no price. Shall I order up the remains of your carriage, sir?" "Oh!
"But do you not wish to give your daughters every possible advantage?" said Mr. Wilmot. "Who’s said anything about my daughters?" said Mr. Middleton. "It’s nobody but Tempest, and she’s always kickin’ up some boobery. Now if ’twas Sunshine, why, I might—but no, neither of ’em shall go. It’s all stuff, the whole on’t."
I ain't kickin', all he wants to do is to look at the mare 'n' chew the rag about her. That satisfies him completely. "'Of all the hosses, suh, who have been a glory to our state, he says, 'but one otheh had as game a heart as this superb creature. I refer to Sweet Alice, suh a race mayah of such quality that the world marveled.
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