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The money instead of making things easier had messed them into an enraging tangle. Life always went against him he saw the past as governed by a malevolent fate whose business had been a continual creating of pitfalls for his unwary feet. One thing was certain, he must have done with Pancha. Fortunately for him, it would not be hard.
The porter looked at him, aghast. "Well, I declare to goodness, boss!" he exclaimed; "if it wasn't you, who was that man that I threw off this train at half-past three at Buffalo?" Now this story is as nearly fool-proof as can be. And yet it is amazing how badly it can be messed up by a person with a special gift for mangling a story.
Southport's all messed up while the new she-doctor gets her metabolism changed. Maybe the old guy there would have helped, but he died a couple months ago. So it looks like you're our only hope." "Then you have no hope," Feldman told him sickly. "I'm a pariah, Jake. I can't do a thing for you." "We heard about your argument with the Lobby. News reaches Mars. But these are mighty sick people, Doc."
The latter set the bill carefully into a big wallet of his own, "sunk" the calfskin, and buttoned up his buffalo coat. "It does beat blazes," stated "Sniffer" Orne, "what a messed up state all politics is in since this prim'ry business has put the blinko onto caucuses and conventions. Caucuses was sensible, Mr. Britt. Needn't tell me! Voters liked to have the wear and tear off 'em.
Altogether I had a most pleasant time of it till we reached Bombay. My health was now re-established; and after a couple of weeks at Bombay, where I lived in a merchant's house, Cotton took me to Poonah and Ahmadnagar; in both of which places I stayed with his friends, and messed with the regiments. Here a copy of the 'Times' was put into my hands; and I saw a notice of the death of my father.
To his fellow-servants, who messed with him, he gave two shirts a-piece. But what pleased me most in Billy's donations, was his generosity to the two men who had miscarried in their attempt on the same cask. Seeing that they were much mortified at their own failure, and a little perhaps at his success, he desired them to come and help themselves to what they liked.
The white men ate at their cabin doors, sitting upon logs of wood, or in groups of three or four messed at tables made by stretching planks from one tree-stump to another. It was meat-day; and they, too, made merry. From the women's cabins also came shrill laughter. Snatches of song arose, altercations that suddenly began and as suddenly ceased, a babel of voices in many fashions of speech.
Once inside his office, Mat closed the door in his most secretive way. "Only one thing for it," he whispered hoarsely. "The gal must ride." Silver stared out of the window. "But will she?" The old man messed with his papers. "She mayn't for me," he mumbled. "She might for someone to help him out of a hole. I'll try her anyway. If she will I'll put a thousand on myself."
By these means we were enabled to get rid of the moisture about the berths where the people messed; but when the weather became more severely cold, it still accumulated in the bed places occasionally to a serious and very alarming degree.
You've messed about so long with men who merely 'agitate' and 'inaugurate, that you've forgotten the kind who act first and talk afterwards. I give you ten minutes to scribble a tender farewell. Then we make tracks. It's all I came here for if you want to know. And I take it you're willing?" Dyán sighed. "I am willing enough. But there are many complications. You do not know.
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