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"Oh," said Kinch, assuming a solemn look, "don't they always tie a rope round a man's body when they are going to lower him into a pit? and how on earth do you ever expect we shall find you in the legs of them trowsers, unless something is fastened to you?" Here Charlie was obliged to join in the laugh that Kinch could no longer restrain. "Stop that playing, boys," cried Mrs.
"Yes," he answered; "the new vest came home how do you like it?" "Oh, admirable! But, Kinch, can't you go down, and implore Caddy to come up and dress time is slipping away very fast?" "Oh, I daren't," answered Kinch, with a look of alarm "I don't dare to go down now that I'm dressed. She'll want me to carry something up to the supper-room if I do a pile of dishes, or something of the kind.
"Ah! then," said Kinch, "your way is clear enough if she has got corns. I should confine myself to operating on them. I should give my whole attention to her feet. When she attempts to take hold of you, do you jist come down on her corns, fling your shins about kinder wild, you know, and let her have it on both feet. You see I've tried that plan, and know by experience that it works well.
This so enraged Kinch, that in default of any other missile, he threw his lime-covered cap at the head of the coachman; but, unfortunately for himself, the only result of his exertions was the lodgment of his cap in the topmost bough of a neighbouring tree, from whence it was rescued with great difficulty. "What shall we do with him?" asked Mrs.
Stevens, taking down from a peg a very dilapidated coat, of drab colour, and peculiar cut. What do you ask for this?" "That's not fit for, a gentleman like you, sir," said Kinch. "I'm the best judge of that matter," rejoined Mr. Stevens. "What is the price of it?" "Oh, that coat you can have for a dollar," replied Kinch. "Then I'll take it. Now hand out some trowsers."
Then, suddenly overclouding all his features, he growled in a hoarsened rasping voice as he hewed again vigorously at the loaf: For old Mary Ann She doesn't care a damn. But, hising up her petticoats... He crammed his mouth with fry and munched and droned. The doorway was darkened by an entering form. The milk, sir! Come in, ma'am, Mulligan said. Kinch, get the jug.
An overpowering compulsion bade me keep my hands off in this matter. I did not know what I expected, but I felt the imminence of the fates. When I went out into the snow it seemed to me the groan of the gale was like the slow grind of millstones, one upon the other. I thought long upon the matter of Hazen Kinch before sleep came that night.
Oh, Kinch, what a change from the most shabby and careless of all boys to a consummate exquisite, with heavy gold watch and eye-glass, and who has been known to dress regularly twice a day! There was a mighty pouring out of tea at Mrs. Ellis's end of the table, and baby of course had to be served first with some milk and bread.
Your corporosity sagaciating O K? How's the squaws and papooses? Womanbody after going on the straw? Stand and deliver. Password. There's hair. Ours the white death and the ruddy birth. Hi! Spit in your own eye, boss! Mummer's wire. Cribbed out of Meredith. Jesified, orchidised, polycimical jesuit! Aunty mine's writing Pa Kinch. Baddybad Stephen lead astray goodygood Malachi. Hurroo!
Walters, it isn't powder," she replied; "it's nothing that will blow the house up or burn it down." "What is it, then? You tell us, Kinch." "Just do, if you think best," said Caddy, giving him a threatening glance; whereupon, Master Kinch looked as much as to say, "If you were to put me on the rack you couldn't get a word out of me." "I suppose I shall have to give you up," said Mr.
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