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She corralled the information, an' drove her weak-livered man to do the lousy work. I tell you, ma'am, a woman who gits that low is pretty mean. You was sure right to figger on an insult when I guessed you was that 'piece. But I didn't mean it that way, I sure didn't." The marble coldness of Elvine's face as she listened to the man's words gave no indication of any feeling behind it.
"Why did I get a red card while most of the others got a green card?" I asked. "You're lousy, boss, dat's why." "Well, what are you going to do about it?" "Steam 'em." So he tied my clothes in a bundle and put them under a pressure of two hundred and fifty pounds of steam, the coloured man remarking as he stowed them away: "What's left of 'em when they come out, boss, aint gwine to do no harm."
I know a woman who is lousy with money, and she’s going to git a lot more; but Daniel, the poor bloke, ain’t got a ghost of an idea as to how to work people.” She laughed furiously; or, in order to ventilate her spiteful rage, she picked up some object and smashed it to pieces on the floor. Eleanore did not hear what she had said. Her hope was gone.
The words were these: MYSELF: This land wanted draining, didn't it? THE OTHER MAN: Ah! MYSELF: It seems to be pretty well drained now. THE OTHER MAN: Ugh! MYSELF: I mean it seems dry enough. THE OTHER MAN: It was drownded only last winter. MYSELF: It looks to be good land. THE OTHER MAN: It's lousy land; it's worth nowt.
"She'll not escape me this time. Gad, she's a beaut! But as wild as a hawk." "An' so ye think ye'll corner her, eh?" There was a peculiar note in Samson's voice which Reynolds was quick to detect, but which Curly missed. "Just you wait an' see," the latter reminded. "That old cuss thinks he's got a regular Gibraltar behind those hills with his lousy Indians. But I'll show him a thing or two."
I'm lousy but what other profession could I go into, on an overcrowded and hostile world like this one?" Seven thousand credits, Alan thought. It was a week's earnings for Hawkes but Steve would probably be in debt the rest of his life. "Who do you owe this money to?" Hawkes asked suddenly. Steve looked at him. "The Bryson syndicate, mostly. And Lorne Hollis.
The reasons the hen does not hatch better are as follows: First: Actual infertile eggs usually, running about 10 per cent. in the best season of the year. Second: Mechanical breakage. Third: Eggs accidentally getting chilled by rolled to one side of the nests, or by the sick, lousy or crazy hens leaving the nests or standing up on the eggs.
If I'd been wise to that bum being soused he'd have gone out, if he broke his lousy neck." "I'm not dead sure he was soused," said Kars. The cold tone of his voice again brought Pap's eyes to his face. "What d'you guess?" he demanded roughly. "He wasn't a miner, and he wasn't soused. I guess he was a 'gunman." "What d'you mean?" "Just what I said.
There were not twenty warriors, and they were no doubt wretchedly armed, but their position was formidable. Sweeny, looking like an angry rat, his nose twitching and eyes sparkling with rage, offered to storm the rampart alone, shouting, "Oh, the nasty, lousy nagurs! Let 'em get out of our way." "Guess we'd better talk to the cusses," observed Glover.
'D'y' think I want to be took into that rotten 'ole of a Port Said, or maybe Alexandria, and that end of the Mediterranean fair lousy with U-boats. Besides, we'll get 'ome quicker this way, I says, and allows her to pass on. In the mornin' we run onto the beach, and 'ardly there when a crowd of Ayrabs come gallopin' down on 'orseback to us.
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