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When a half-grown girl, a half-baked boy, a flub like Mulready damn his eyes! and a club-footed snipe from Scotland Yard can put it all over me this way,... why, I guess it's up to me to go home and retire to my country-place up the Hudson." He sighed wearily. "Yep; time to cut it out. But I would like to be free long enough to get in one good lick at that mutt, Mulready.
That there mutt had acted right decent, an' we knew Ranch would have bats in the belfry fer fair if he hoid tell o' the pup's finish; so says Buck; 'Let's not tell him, 'cause he's takin' on now like he'd lost mother an' father an' best goil an' all, an' if he knew Daggett was providin' chow fer Chinos he'd go clean bug house an' we'd have ter ship him home ter St. Elizabeth.
Villain Number One went to the ground as if a battering-ram had hit him between the eyes. "Lay hands on a lady, will you?" Steve turned to Villain Number Two, who backed away rapidly in alarm. "What's eatin' you? We ain't hurtin' her any, you mutt." The girl, still crouched on the ground, turned with a nervous little laugh to the man who had been directing operations:
In that case, I would simply have said, "Listen," and she would have said, "What?" and I would have said, "You know Gussie Fink-Nottle," and she would have said, "Yes," and I would have said, "He loves you," and she would have said either, "What, that mutt? Well, thank heaven for one good laugh today," or else, in more passionate vein, "Hot dog! Tell me more."
"She gave the pile a shove when he landed. He's got her number all right. But say, it was worth the price of admission to see that old mutt when he got up, he looked like Santa Claus. All the girls in the floor were there we nearly split trying to keep from giving him the ha-ha. And Ruby says, sympathetic, as she brushed him off, 'I hope you ain't hurt, Mr. Waiters. He was sore!
Jimmie discovered in himself a sudden and curious antagonism to Schneider; he wanted to have matters out with him, to say to him: "Wake up, you mutt forget that fool dream of yours that the Kaiser's goin' to win the war!" There were others Jimmie thought of, upon whom he would not call. Comrade Mary Allen, for example he would let her get the news after he was out of the reach of her sharp tongue!
You are awfully thin, for one thing." "I'm all right," he said, evading her eyes. "Are you lonely? I don't mean now, of course." "Well, I've got a dog. That helps. He's a helpless sort of mutt. I carry his meat home from the shop in my pocket, and I feel like a butcher's wagon, sometimes. But he's taken a queer sort of liking to me, and he is something to talk to."
What would happen if she wouldn't look at him?" Harrison laughed, "Well, by George, I never thought of that. I should say if he cared enough about her to want his own way, he'd better get off his high-horse and say, 'Look-y-here, I'm not the common ordinary mutt I look. I'm the king in disguise. Now will you have me?" Miss Midland looked at him hard.
"A woman is a lovely creature who sends a man away so that he can't do what she wants him to do most of all." "Uh-huh." "She feeds him full of rare steak until he wants to crawl off in a corner like the family mutt and go to sleep. Once she gets him in a somnolent state, she drapes herself tastefully on his shoulder and gets soft and warm and willing." Mrs. Bagley laughed throatily.
Theriere plunged through the jungle at a run for several minutes before he caught sight of the mucker. "Are you still on the trail?" he called to the man before him. "Sure," replied Byrne. "It's dead easy. They must o' been at least a dozen of 'em. Even a mutt like me couldn't miss it." "We want to go carefully, Byrne," cautioned Theriere.
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