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Updated: May 15, 2025
"'The thirty-three cents is for what you ordered, Alexander J. Dumas explained, 'and the three dollars is for the French hangings in the parlor. "'Holy Smoke! I cried; 'that fellow Looey the Fifteenth has been doing a lot of work around here hasn't he? but the waiter was so busy watching the finish of the change he handed me that he didn't crack a smile.
Jawn, whin I read about thim poor people down in St. Looey, sthruck be th' wrath iv Hivin' without more warnin' thin a man gets in a Polock church fight an' swept to their graves be th' hundherds, me heart ached in me. "But they'se always some compinsation in th' likes iv this.
"In the tomb," says Looey, very sad, like they was closte personal friends of his'n. And he told me all about them and how Young Cobalt had done fur them. But from what I could make out it all happened away back in the early days. And shucks! I didn't care a dern, anyhow. I told him so. "Well," he says, "It's been the history of the world that it brings trouble."
Here followed a stumble, the clatter of stones down the mountain-side, and an oath so very human and undignified that it at once relieved the bowlders of any complicity of expression. The voices, too, were close together now, and unexpectedly in quite another locality. "Anything up?" "Looey Napoleon's declared war agin Germany." "Sho-o-o!"
It was jest like the doctor says to Looey: "By George," he says, "it is a well-nigh perfect thing. If you lose you lose, and if you win you lose." Well, the doctor, he had started out winning the night before. And Si Emery and Ralph Scott had arrested them.
Looey, even if I am a cow-puncher, an' muscle bound from straddlin' a saddle fer so many years." "What's the use, when we can run away from him in a gasoline wagon. That machine is standing in front of the office of Truax & Wells, and they have sold a lot of cattle for us in times past.
"Not unless the ladies are better looking than these," laughed the ex-lieutenant, moving his head toward the pipe-smoking females. "Faith, I was thinkin' that same meself. Unless he can dig up somethin' fancier 'n what I see so far, I'd as soon have Mademoiselle." "Who?" "Mademoiselle of Armentières. Sure, ye know that one, Looey. Goes to the tune o' 'Parley-Voo."
There are some sandwiches with veal loaf, that Looey Sam makes deliciously and some cake. I I wish it was more. I know you'll like the veal loaf." Kelly looked down at her, and God knows what thoughts were in his mind. He did not answer her with words; he just swallowed hard. "Poor devil!" was what Keith said to himself, and the gun he was holding threatened, for a minute, to wing a cloud.
There was Pat McMahon, th' Frinchman, that bate Looey Napoleon; an' O'Donnell, the Spanish juke; an' O'Dhriscoll an' Lynch, who do be th' whole thing down be South America, not to mention Patsy Bolivar. Ye can't go annywhere fr'm Sweden to Boolgahria without findin' a Turk settin' up beside th' king an' dalin' out th' deek with his own hand.
Oh, I see what ye mean! I done that meself while I was gittin' to bed." "Waves must have been running high on the ocean last night. Better drink some coffee. Thomaz, another cup big and black." "Thanks, Looey. 'Twas kind of an active night, at that." "I heard you come in," vouchsafed McKay. "Were you trying some high diving in your room?"
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