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Not a word you will notice of his own escape or of anything that would tend to aggravate the sorrow of the stricken family. Of the same affair he would probably write to a chum: "You know poor old Jimmy D . He was all blew to hell by a whizz-bang. A chunk of it just missed my napper by an inch. I come near going West that time, believe me!"
I'll leave this stock in your name till then, and you shall walk with me into the stockholders' meeting and help me salivate old Napper Tandy. We'll teach him not to play tricks." Captain Hallam spoke no word of commendation for the way in which Temple had done his work. Words were unnecessary.
"What's your plan, Hallam?" interrupted Stafford. "To give old Napper Tandy the very hardest lesson he's ever had to learn at my hands. You and I will call a meeting of the company immediately, and make Duncan president." "But how are we to get rid of Tandy?" "Ask him to resign, and kick him out if he doesn't. But listen! We've no time to waste.
"You stick to that," said Beale, radiant with delight; "you're a fair masterpiece, you are; you earned it honest if ever a kid done. Pats you on the napper, she does, and out with 'arf a dollar! A bit of all right, I call it!" They went on up the hill as happy as any one need wish to be.
He's young yet, and very new to business, but you remember it was he who first suggested the Through Line, and worked it out." In brief, Napper Tandy was a very greedy money-getter, and nothing else.
Mavis also discovered where Miss Nippett was buried, and, finding that the grave had no headstone, she ordered one. To Mrs Scatchard and her niece she made handsome presents, and gave Mr Napper a finely bound edition of the hundred best books; whilst Mr and Mrs Trivett were made comfortable for life. Mavis was unable to find two people she was anxious to help.
"It will give the people of the city a chance to pass upon my integrity to say by their ballots what they think of me; and, incidentally, it may give me an opportunity to say what I think and know of Napper Tandy." "I don't know so well about that. You see, people don't always express their opinions by their votes.
The admiration expressed in the girl's eyes incited Mr Napper to further efforts. He presently remarked to Miss Jennings: "I can tell your character in two ticks." Miss Jennings, who had been wholly resigned to the fact of her insignificance, began to take herself with becoming seriousness. "How?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with interest. "By your face or by your 'ead."
As has been mentioned before, the original movers in the conspiracy were of low extraction, Dublin tradesmen in a small way of business. Napper Tandy was an ironmonger, Wolfe Tone was the son of a coach-maker.
If a feller calls you 'childie' or 'sweet lamb' or tells you you're the peacherino in the peach basket, don't you answer back, but just smile and wend your ways. If he goes so far as to put his arm around your waist or take a nip with his nails out of your arm or hip, why, then you can land him one on the napper if nobody's lookin'. But all the same, the chaps mostly ain't so black at heart.
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