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Hiram Higgins smiled a world of tolerance. "'Tain't worth mentionin' alongside some of the things he's done," he said deprecatingly. "You'll hear about 'em fast enough." "What's the local doctor say about it?" asked Madison. "There ain't enough pickin's to keep a doctor here, though some of 'em's tried," chuckled Mr. Higgins.
Kep' the wires hummin' for two-three days, till they seen I wasn't to be switched, and then the Old Man himself no use mentionin' names, but I guess you know who I mean Wall Street would, quick enough, anyway the Old Man himself threatened to put his yacht in commission and come down to find out what sort of little game H. H. was playin' on him. But I done like Br'er Rabbit jes lay low.
"No, iv course not, but what price his nibs in the noble belltopper mentionin' it t' th' Johns, an' gettin' you seven days fer disgustin' behaviour?" Nickie smiled inscrutably, and continued his work. When the carriage returned, he made an adroit movement, and courteously opened the door. "'Low me, Jinny, my dear," he said, offering his grimy hand.
"Agreed," said Hockins, stretching himself. "No fear, Massa," remarked the negro. "If it wur moonlight dey might 'ave search, but whar de nights am dark dey knows better. De niggahs in dis yer island hab got skins an' eyes an' noses. If dey was to go troo such woods in de dark, dey hab no skins or eyes or noses in de mornin' leas'wise nuffin' wuth mentionin'. Cause why?
"Gent'men an' ladies," said the old man, lowering his voice, "de pa'able has been 'peated, an' some o' us I ain't mentionin' no names, an' I ain't a-blamin' no chu'ch but I say dar is some o' us dat has sol' dere buthrights fu' a pot o' cabbage." What more Deacon Swift said is hardly worth the telling, for the whole church was in confusion and little more was heard.
The very first shot smites Jaybird plumb through the hat, an' he goes off his pony without even mentionin' about it to either Tutt or me. "`That's all thar is to the report. Dave an' me pulls up our broncos, abandons the joke, lays Jaybird across his saddle like a sack of corn, an' returns to state the case. "'Whatever did you-alls do with this frightened stranger? asks Enright.
"The name of that launch was the Shootin' Star, and she certainly lived up to it. 'Twas one of them slick, greasy days, with no sea worth mentionin' and we biled along fine. We had to, because the cod ledge is a good many mile away, 'round Sandy P'int out to sea, and, judgin' by what I'd seen of Fatty so fur, I wa'n't hankerin' to spend more time with him than was necessary.
"You can put in your order now for them earrings we were mentionin', Mr. Deadeasy. You see, I had to puncture this one so folks would know they were mates." "I'll put you in the pen for this," the fellow whined, in terror. "Funny how you will get off the subject. We were discussin' an apology when you got to wandering in yore haid." The mottled face showed white in patches.
"Excuse my mentionin' it, then," says I. "But just what is your line, croquet?" "My favorite recreation," says he, "is dawncing." And with that he turns away like he'd exhausted the subject. But this gives me an idea. Maybe he could be hired to coach Royce. "It's a thrillin' sport," says I. "And, by the way, there's a young chap due to show up here soon.
"All right, Skipper," answered the fellow; "I'm not complainin'. You've got the bulge on me, and I'm the bottom dog this time. Only I thought there was no harm in just mentionin' them little matters." "No harm in the world," agreed Mildmay, cheerily, as the boat's forefoot slid up on the smooth sand of the beach.
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