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He'll have a bit av a bump on his noodle that'll maybe make him a bit careful wid his foul tongue for a while, that's all." Barbara looked down into the face of the old gladiator whose eyes, as they looked up at her, were soft as a childs. "Oh, Pat! Are you sure? He he crumpled up so! It was awful!" She shuddered. "There, there; av course I'm sure. Don't I know? Look at him; he's sittin' up now.
When the stool was finished he threw in the table, then the dresser, and after that the oak-chest and the window-seat. Still they feasted and were not fed. Noodle fetched an axe, and broke down the door; then he wrenched up the boards from the floor, and pulled the beams and rafters out of the ceiling; yet, even so, his guests were not to be satisfied.
Me, while they guyed him, I'd go take a look-see. And it didn't read fishy to Juarez and it didn't to Fernando Escobar, else why the six inches of knife?" "Well," said Kendric, "we'll know soon enough. If you can find your way to the place all right?" "Juarez had a noodle on him," grunted Barlow. "And he was as full of hate as a tick of dog's blood.
Now Johnnie felt he could properly show interest in things outside the morning's trouble. "What, Mrs. Kukor?" he wanted to know. "Is it is it noodle soup?" And now both burst out laughing, for it was always a great joke between them, his liking for her noodle soup. Old Grandpa laughed loudest of all, circling them, and pounding the floor with his cane. "What say?" he demanded. "What say?"
Archibald, you have never gone and bought these!" What would she have said had she known that the two were not the extent of his investment? "Ten shillings to throw away upon two paltry bits of cardboard!" chafed Miss Carlyle. "You always were a noodle in money matters, Archibald, and always will be. I wish I had the keeping of your purse!"
This time also the noodle managed to escape with the thieves; but in a subsequent adventure he, as well as the thieves, came to grief. The silly son of Italian popular tales is represented as being sent by his mother to sell a piece of linen which she had woven, saying to him, "Now listen attentively to what I say: Walk straight along the road. Don't take less than such a price for this linen.
"It ain't a little jolt of brandy that made the difference, either," Dart informed himself thoughtfully in the midst of an enthusiastic recital of the gallant way in which his pal, Red, had saved him from a horrible death in some wonderful land whose geographical location he failed to make perfectly clear. "She's wise I'm the gent with a noodle full of things she's dying to know.
Caught a glimpse of his head around the edge of a rock; I just reached out with my gun and tapped him on the noodle." "Kill him?" asked Dick. "No. Guess not. Just stretched him out so he can't go back an' tell any tales for a time. Now the way I figger it is this: They'll be waitin' for a report on what their spy sees, same as you was waitin' for me t' come back.
Names of everybody's father, grandfather, great-grandfather, back to a remote antiquity. I question whether there are many Bible readers who have ever laboured through the list. Yet these family trees, as we may call them, were very precious to the Jews. They thought as much of long descent as my lord Noodle does now.
"Oh, the little rascals!" cried Grandpa Whackum. "Well, they didn't mean anything wrong," Uncle Wiggily kindly said. Then he called; "Toodle! Noodle! Is any of my butter left?" "Your butter?" cried Noodle, surprised like. "Was that your butter?" asked Toodle. "Oh, please forgive us! We thought no one wanted it, and we took it to grease the log so we could slide down.
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