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"I reckon as how it don't consarn you whether I look sour or sweet what you want is a night's lodgin', and you've got it, so don't trouble me no more." "Very sorry, but I shall," said Jackson, secretly congratulating himself that, now he had got the tongue of his host in motion, he had a fair chance of keeping it so. "I must trouble you for some bread, and whatever else your larder may afford.
If you don't run into this here port you'll have to beat about in the offing all night, or cast anchor in the streets, for I don't know of another lodgin' in Portsm'uth w'ere you could hang out except them disrepitible grog-shops. In coorse, there's the big hotels; but I heerd you say to Sloper that you was bound to do things cheap, bein' hard up." "Never mind, my friend," said Miles quickly.
You're lodgin' your dumb beasts better than you are your own flesh an' blood. I want to know if you think it's right." "I ain't got nothin' to say." "You can't say nothin' without ownin' it ain't right, father. An' there's another thing I ain't complained; I've got along forty year, an' I s'pose I should forty more, if it wa'n't for that if we don't have another house.
"You've decoyed me trapped me here with a mess of lies," flung back Captain Jack, angrily. "What's your game?" "Dis am a free lodgin' house ho, ho, ho!" chuckled the late guide. "Ah's gwine gib yo' er place to sleep fo' de night. To' sho'ly must feel 'bleeged to me ho, ho, ho!" "You lied to me about Sam Truax!" "Yeah!
She did not speak; she did not even tremble now; she set her teeth together, and, holding tight by Kester, she urged him on; but when they came to the end of the bridge, she seemed uncertain which way to turn. 'This way, said Kester. 'He's been lodgin' wi' Sally this nine week, an' niver a one about t' place as knowed him; he's been i' t' wars an' getten his face brunt.
Bacri sent me wid a few words o' comfort to 'ee, an' some purvisions, which I raither fear we've bin tramplin' about in the dirt; but no, here it is," he added, picking up the wallet, which had come off in the struggle, "all right, an' I make no doubt it'll be of use to 'ee. But it's a poor sort o' lodgin' ye've got here: wouldn't it be better for all parties if we was to go on deck?"
"Pleasant days I makes a dollar, but when it rains, there ain't much to do." "How much do you have to pay for sleeping?" "Six cents." "Six cents!" repeated Herbert, in surprise. "Where can you get lodged for that?" "At the lodgin' house, corner of Fulton and Nassau Streets." "Well," thought Herbert, "I needn't starve.
“You’ve decoyed me—trapped me here with a mess of lies,” flung back Captain Jack, angrily. “What’s your game?” “Dis am a free lodgin’ house—ho, ho, ho!” chuckled the late guide. “Ah’s gwine gib yo’ er place to sleep fo’ de night. Yo’ sho’ly must feel ’bleeged to me—ho, ho, ho!” “You lied to me about Sam Truax!” “Yeah!
"We was reachin' up t' Whoopin' Harbor," said Tumm, "t' give the White Lily a night's lodgin', it bein' a wonderful windish night; clear enough, the moon sailin' a cloudy sky, but with a bank o' fog sneakin' round Cape Muggy like a fish-thief.
"You must not pay for me, Dodger," she said. "Why not?" asked the boy. "Ain't we friends?" "Yes, but you have no money to spare. Here, let me return the money." And she offered him a dime from her own purse. "You can pay next time, Miss Florence. It's all right. Now, I'll tell you where we are goin'. A friend of mine, Mrs. O'Keefe, has a lodgin' house, just off the Bowery.
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