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They had reached the shade of the bay tree, were so close that she might have reached out and touched them, before she realized the situation. She was about to call out, to cough, when the man spoke. "No, I won't hurt you," he said, "I'm as gentle a little kisser as you ever saw." The voice was that of Bert Chester. "Aw, you're too fresh," came the voice of the girl.
With an air of assumed anger he said to the Sheriff: "Of course; every guest has to do it." Then, turning to the cowboys, he asked: "Is there any one as holds out strong objection to kissin' my daughter?" "Not me," laughed Sage-brush, "I'm here to go the limit." "I'm an experienced kisser, I am," said Parenthesis, "I don't lose no chance at practise." "I'll take two, please," simpered Fresno.
Seeking Nippers, I came upon him haltingly reading my diary aloud to an amused circle of cattlemen, in his quarters aft. "Give me that book back!" I demanded. He ignored me. "Give him a rap in the kisser, Skinny!" I drew back, aiming a blow at Nippers.
Life is harsh, life is iron-fisted and if you don't keep your guard up you're going to get socked in the kisser." John said slowly with a certain tone of shame, "Yes, I know. As far back as I can remember you've told me that. But in spite of it I can't help feeling it isn't right to treat the MacDonalds that way. They're too nice, too good." "Look, John.
Hello, Stephanos! Here comes The Dedalus! Ao!... Eh, give it over, Dwyer, I'm telling you, or I'll give you a stuff in the kisser for yourself... Ao! Good man, Towser! Duck him! Come along, Dedalus! Bous Stephanoumenos! Bous Stephaneforos! Duck him! Guzzle him now, Towser! Help! Help!... Ao! He recognized their speech collectively before he distinguished their faces.
'Didn't you know she was that kind? 'What kind? 'Oh the the universal kisser the complete osculator the' 'I say' 'But surely you don't think you are the only one she has made a fool of? To begin with, there's her husband in France a brother-officer, Horace. Maynard wriggled uneasily, sliding down the chair in the movement until his knees were very near his chin. 'He's a rotter, Elise.
I might say that at a time like this you need a protector the worst kind a protector who would take a three-ring delight in smashing the saffron-colored kisser off of any yeller-skinned skunk that made himself obnoxious to you. Hem. Hem. I am a lonely man, Miss Adams. I have so far had to carry on my life without the" gulp "sweet radiance" gulp "of a woman around the house.
You're not angry. Good God, girl, be yourself once in a while." "I'm afraid I don't understand you." Her voice was haughty. "And I must ask you to stop the car and let me get out." "I'll do nothing of the sort, of course. Now get this straight, Miss Cardew. I haven't done you any harm. I may have a brutal way of showing that I'm crazy about you, but it's my way. I'm a man, and I'm no hand kisser."
He would as soon have dared such familiarity with the minister's maiden sister, aged forty-two and prim as a Bible book-mark. Yet Jennie was just the sort of girl whom a cold-blooded expert must have declared as really meriting a kiss, when prudent and fairly practicable for the kisser and kissee, and as possessing just the sort of waist to be fitted handsomely by a good, strong arm.
He's a great kisser." "He's a great darling," smiled Rachael, "and all small boys I adore. He'll begin to put on weight in no time. And I was thinking, Bill he would have reconciled Clancy to you and Joe, perhaps; one can't tell! If I had not left him, Clarence might have been living to-day, that I know. He only did what he did in one of those desperate lonely times he used to dread so."
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