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"It's chock full of alluvial. Don't scarcely need washing. Guess I must ha' paid you two thousand dollars an' more since since we got busy. Your luck was mighty busy when they cast the lots." "Luck? Guess I'm the luckiest hoboe in this layout," Ike cried with a confidence that never seemed to require the support of rye whisky. Beasley's eyes sparkled maliciously. "How about Pete?" he grinned.
"Transformed him into a bit of potter's clay. But then?" "Then the old man suddenly saw a glint of gold in the dusty heap." "And the stiffest neck will stoop for that." "Quite true. My Hotepu did so, and the broad gold circlet the lad wore flashed in the sunlight and preserved his life a second time." "The luckiest thing is that we have the lad in our possession."
"Hang illness!" he answered. "My good girl, pull yourself together. Go back. Don't be a blooming fool. Listen it's you they're splitting their throats for yes, you about the most fastidious audience in Europe yelling like a pack of drunken bookies! Gehenna! you're the luckiest woman living. You're made, great heavens, you're made!"
They sat silently until Bert exclaimed, "I envy you! You're the luckiest boy in the world, walking right into such a chance as this." "I wish you were going." "So do I." Silence overcame them again. "I'd better write a letter home," Tom said presently. "I'll say that I've enlisted and let it go at that." It was shortly before six o' clock when Tom left camp.
He had no clothing for Sile to hold him by, and there was more and more danger of losing him every moment, but the shout of warning had hardly begun to rouse the general camp before a pair of long, sinewy arms wound around poor Two Arrows from behind. "I've got him," said Yellow Pine. "Run for a rope. You're jest the luckiest youngster I ever knowed."
So, by goes the meteoric doctor, and I'll bring noses to window-panes, you'll see, which reminds me of the sweetest young lady I ever saw, and the luckiest man. When is she off for her bridal trousseau? And when are they spliced? I'll not call her perfection, for that's a post, afraid to move. But she's a dancing sprig of the tree next it. Poetry's wanted to speak of her.
"Your grandfather, the luckiest captain who ever sailed out of Dunport, brought it home fifty years ago, and it was well ripened then. I didn't know there was a bottle of it left, Nancy," he laughed. "My dear, your aunt has undertaken to pay one of us a handsome compliment."
Elton could prefer, she should think the luckiest woman in the world; for, beyond a doubt, Mr. Elton had not his equal for beauty or agreeableness." Mr. Knightley might quarrel with her, but Emma could not quarrel with herself. He was so much displeased, that it was longer than usual before he came to Hartfield again; and when they did meet, his grave looks shewed that she was not forgiven.
"I'm her stepfather. She was nine when I married Mrs. Parkman, her mother." "Then your name ain't Parkman, at all! Oh, glory be!" ejaculated Susan ecstatically. "Well, if that ain't the luckiest thing ever!" "Lucky?" frowned the doctor, looking thoroughly mystified, and not altogether pleased. Susan gave an embarrassed laugh.
The nearer the game drew to its conclusion, the closer pressed the circle of spectators, and in the midst of a profound silence the last hand began. Favored from the beginning with the luckiest cards, followed by the most fortunate returns, Paul Landry scored successively "forty, bezique," five hundred and fifteen hundred.
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