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And in upon these dreary musings broke an altercation between Mrs. Sin and her husband. "Keep the blasted thing covered up!" she cried hoarsely. "Tling-a-Ling wantchee catchee bleathee sometime," crooned Sin Sin Wa. "Hello, hello!" croaked the raven drowsily. "Smartest smartest smartest leg." "You catchee sleepee, Tling-a-Ling," murmured the Chinaman. "Mrs. Sin no likee you palaber, lo!"
"Namee seem likee likee Flora Flora somethin'," announced the control. The circle rustled in anticipation while Tamson ransacked her memory. "Flora?" she repeated. "Flora?" "Yes yes. Flora ah ah somethin'. Somethin' soundee likee somethin' you ring." "Somethin' I RING. Why, all a body rings is a bell. Hey? My heavens above, you don't mean Florabel? That ain't the name, is it Florabel?"
Wang was unable to see the reason of this because of the table, and leaped away from what seemed to him a threatening symptom. When Heyst looked up, the Chinaman was already at the door facing the room, not frightened, but alert. "What's the matter?" asked Heyst. Wang nodded his shaven head significantly at the curtain closing the doorway of the bedroom. "Me no likee," he repeated.
I wish to have a few words in private with you, von Horn," and he turned to face his assistant, but the man had disappeared. "Where is Doctor von Horn?" exclaimed the scientist, addressing Sing. "Hornee, him vamoose long time 'go," replied the Chinaman. "He hear all he likee."
"Ya-as," said he. "Casey like Clyde?" "Clyde likee Casey," Feng responded knowingly. "Casey call um woman fliend. Lats! All same big Melican bluff, makee me sick. Bimeby some time she makee mally him. Bimeby baby stop. Then me quit. Me go back to China." The prophet's last words blurred in Clyde's ringing ears. The friendly darkness hid her flaming cheeks. Why, oh why, had she listened?
"Say, Song, you see something makee you flaid this moling?" said Stella, imitating Song's pidgin English. "Oh, yes, me lookee out, plenty jump in." "What you see?" "Plenty wolf. He sneakee lound side house. I lun like devil." "What wolf look like?" "Plenty big wolf. When he see me he lise up on hind legee, and lun likee man." "Ah ha! There's your clew," said Stella, turning to Ted.
"I can do nothing," said the latter, presently. "It's a case of shock. He may get over it; he may not. Another shock would kill him. I'll leave some medicine." Upon further consultation we put Mary into Ajax's bed. The Chinaman's bunk-house was isolated, and the vaqueroes slept near the horse corral, a couple of hundred yards away. Mary feebly protested: "No likee.
Jones' soprano was strong, sweet, and clear as a bird's. They all joined in the chorus, and when the hymn was finished, Ah Sing, who stood in the doorway with his white cap and apron on, encored loudly. "Velly good. Me heap likee," was his verdict. "It takes the 'Children of the Skies' to sing that hymn!" cried Denison. "Hear! Hear!" said Mrs. Jones, clapping her hands.
His words were, as near as I can recollect them, "He no do badee; no can; always likee he; much goodee; by-by kill bad Jossee may be;" and so they go, good lord, good devil; no saying into whose hands one may fall, as the sailor had it. I gave it up, as the business woman came on board and took command, the husband going off to his work elsewhere.
'Excuse my unconventionality, but I feel like I have known you for a month. Whose Izzy is oo? "The lady ducked her head under her mantilla, and drew in a long breath. I thought she was going to scream, but with all that intake of air she only came out with: 'Me likee Americanos.
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