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The Emir laughed and said nothing; whereupon the wild Arab knew that it was he whom he had met and said, "O my lord, except thou bring the thirty dinars, see ye, there is the ass tied ready at the door and here sits Ma'an, his honour, at home."
When the children of happier women were setting out for school she demanded and obtained from one of them safe conduct to Room 18. But Teacher, when Eva Gonorowsky had interpreted the tale of Yetta's disappearance, could suggest no explanation. "She was with me until half-past three. Then she and Eva walked with me to the corner. Did she tell you, dear, where she was going?" "Teacher, yiss ma'an.
So he saluted him and Ma'an said to him "What bringeth thee, O brother of the Arabs?" Answered the Badawi, "I hoped in the Emir, and have brought him curly cucumbers out of season." Asked Ma'an, "And how much dost thou expect of us?" "A thousand dinars," answered the Badawi. "This is far too much," quoth Ma'an. Quoth he, "Five hundred." "Too much!" "Then three hundred." "Too much!" "Two hundred."
"Nathan," she called as the children were going home, "do you know to what hospital Morris was taken? Did you see the doctor?" "Sure did I." "Was he a tall doctor? Had you ever seen him before?" "No ma'an," answered Nathan with a beautiful directness. "It wasn't your fellow We ain't seen him from long. But Morris he goes on the Guv'neer Hospital.
"Should you really, now?" asked Teacher, greatly pleased. "Well, dear, I too should be lonely without you." Here Isidore Wishnewsky, who considered this conversation as his cherished own, and saw it being torn from him, determined to outdo the favoured Morris as a squire of dames. "Teacher, yiss ma'an," he broke in. "We'd all feel terrible the while we ain't got you by teacher.
"Teacher, yiss ma'an, she makes all times a snoot on me," cried the now weeping Eva, "all times. She turns her nose around, und makes go away her eyes, und comes her tongue out long. On'y I dassent to fight mit her while I'm cousins mit her. Und over cousins you got all times kind feelings." "Well, Sadie," Teacher questioned, "what have you to say?"
Patrick doubled like a jack-knife and Miss Bailey did her duty. When it was over she was more distressed than was her victim. "Patrick, I'm so sorry this happened," said she. "But you remember that I warned you that I should whip you if you touched Isaac. Well, you did and I did. You know all the children know that I always keep my word." "Yiss ma'an," murmured the frightened First Reader Class.
This was his ordinary costume, and the funds of the house of Mogilewsky were evidently unequal to an outer layer of finery. "Now, Morris dear," said Teacher, "you shouldn't have troubled to get me a present; you know you and I are such good friends that " "Teacher, yiss ma'an," Morris interrupted, in a bewitching and rising inflection of his soft and plaintive voice.
"Surely Isidore would never hit a little girl?" Teacher remonstrated. "Teacher, yiss ma'an; he makes me this here shiner. Sadie she goes und tells him she kisses him a kiss so he makes me a shiner. He's lovin' mit her und she's got kind feelin's by him, the while his papa's got a candy cart. It's a stylish candy cart mit a bell und a horn.
"This time I be no cleverer than my letters. 'Twas Joe Kerridge's wife, next dower the cottage, said, 'Ta'ak it on to the Granny at Dessington. And says I to her, 'They'm gotten the sa'am yoong ma'an to write 'em love-letters, I says. 'You couldn't tell they two letters apart, but for the neams on 'em. And then Mrs.
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