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"Ah, you see, vary good, vary good," he added. "You see, moch obliged to you for take me prisoner. I drink to de sante of all de young gentlemans of de Doris." The old colonel certainly contrived to make himself very happy, and we sent him on shore singing alternately the Marseillaise hymn, some Royalist tunes, and God Save the King, while he kept occasionally shouting out "Vive Napoleon!"
All tam moch sick in my stummick. I catch him fine black fox. Wa! I say. I rich now. "I tak' him John Gaviller. Gaviller say: 'Three hunder twenty dollar in trade. Wa! That is not'in'. I am sick to hear it. Already I owe that debt on the book. Then I am mad. Gaviller t'ink for because I poor and sick I tak' little price. I t'ink no! "So I tak' her home. The men they look at her.
The lady came here with three gentlemen one tall, thin gentleman with an eyeglass, an Englishman, I think, though he spoke very excellent French when he spoke to me. Among themselves they spoke, I think, English, though I do not understand it, except a few words, such as ''ow moch? and 'sank you' and 'rady, pleas', now." "Yes! yes!" cried Ste. Marie, impatiently.
My fat'er is fall in the river and go down the big falls. "They say that. But I know the truth. Ahcunza is a friend of Watusk. Watusk give him his vest with goldwork after. My fat'er is dead. I am lak wood then. My mot'er sell me to Watusk. I not care for not'ing." "Your mother, sell you!" murmured Ambrose. "My mot'er not lak me ver' moch," said Nesis simply. "She mad for cause I got white blood.
If I stay in pedt it's zo I can fling money away on somethings else. Heigh?" "But what are you living here for, Lindau?" March smiled at the irony lurking in Lindau's words. "Well, you zee, I foundt I was begoming a lidtle too moch of an aristograt.
"But if your mother lives there, that's your home, isn't it?" said Sam the respectable. Bela shrugged. "She got stay wit' her 'osban'," she replied. "He no good. He w'at you call 'obo!" "What did you leave for?" asked Sam. She frowned at the difficulty of explaining this in English. "Those people are poor an' foolish, an' dirty people," she said. "They not lak me ver' moch.
A premonitory chill, as from some great sorrow yet before her in the future, shook the heart of Annie-Many-Ponies. "Me, I fine out how moch more yoh want me campa here for pictures," Ramon was saying now to Luck who was standing by Pete Lowry, scribbling something on his script. "My brother Tomas, he liking for us at ranch now, s'pose yoh finish poco tiempo."
My fat'er say: 'This my house. This people my relations, my friends. My door is open to all. Then old man Gaviller is mad. He call my fat'er mal-content. He tak' away his discount." "Discount?" interrupted Ambrose. Tole frowned at the difficulty of explaining this in English. "All goods in the store marked by prices," he said slowly. "Too moch prices.
Dose small flours ze name forgotten I haf ze breads making, ze cakes making, ze mädschen " "Baking powder!" divined momma. "Bakings powder! In America it is moch eat. So mine uncle Blittens " "Josef Blittens?" exclaimed poppa. "Blittens und Josef also! The name of mine uncle to you is known! He is so rich, mit carriage, piano, large family he is now famous also, hein? My goot uncle!"
He added, "And I don't believe there's an American living that could look at that arm of yours and not wish to lend you a hand for the one you gave us all." March felt this to be a fine turn, and his voice trembled slightly in saying it. Lindau smiled grimly. "You think zo? I wouldn't moch like to drost 'em. I've driedt idt too often."
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