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Updated: June 9, 2025
From the bench, she stepped to the bucket, and from the bucket to my shoulder, and as the light weight left my shoulder for the window sill, unknown to her, I caught the fluffy skirt, now bedraggled with the night dew, and kissed it gratefully. "Oh ho and oh-ho and oh-ho," hummed the priest. "Do I scent matrimony?" "Not unless it's in your nose," I returned huffily.
Jake Vodell greeted the old workman cordially. "You have been to church this fine morning, I suppose, heh?" he said, with a sneering laugh that revealed how little his interview with Captain Charlie was contributing to his satisfaction. "No," returned Pete. "I did not attend church this morning I do go, though, generally." "Oh-ho! you worship the God of your good master Adam Ward, I suppose."
"Oh-ho!" he cried in a joyous bass voice; "here are both my tin men come to visit me, and they and their friends are welcome indeed. I'm very proud of you two characters, I assure you, for you are so perfect that you are proof that I'm a good workman. Sit down. Sit down, all of you if you can find anything to sit on and tell me why you are here."
"Oh-ho!" says I. "Well, I wouldn't have thought her the kind to shift sudden, when she seemed so " But Mallory gives me the choke off sign, and as we walks up Broadway he gradually opens up more and more on the subject until I've got a fair map of the situation. Seems that Sis ain't exactly set him adrift without warnin'. He'd sort of helped cut the cable himself.
"What?" asked Phronsie in intense interest slipping down out of Polly's arms, and crowding up close to Jasper's side. "What did he, Jasper?" "Oh-ho, how funny!" laughed Van, while little Dick burst right out, "Japser!" "Be still," said Jappy warningly, while Phronsie stood surveying them all with grave eyes.
It is a speculation in which I am interested personally: in short, I want to increase the capital of my Bank, and convert my House into a really large concern." "Oh-ho!" said M. Etienne Rambert, half to himself. "Well, you are quite right, Barbey.
"Oh-ho, so you are the chaps Mr. Herrick was telling me about have motorcycles and all that sort of rigging, eh? Say, boys, that's a great scheme. I saw the original motor cycle life guards work out in California last year, and they're great, too. Hope you have luck."
And what may Monsieur Carré want here?" His tone was somewhat masterful, if not insolent. I felt an inclination to resent it, but bethought me in time that such could be no help to my plans, and that, moreover, nothing was to be gained by concealment. "I came to see your father. Is he to be seen?" "So? What about?" "I want to join his ship there for the privateering. She's a beauty." "Oh-ho!
"There may he bits, perhaps," blurted Miriam, "but not whole towns and nothing anywhere a bit like Hoddenheim, I'm perfectly certain." "Oh, well, not the same," complained Millie, "but just as beautiful more beautiful." "Oh-ho, Millississimo." "Of course there are, Bertha, there must be." "Well, Millicent," pressed Fraulein, "'more beautiful' and why?
I've had a letter from Trevor, that's all. And he's going to Paris." "Oh-ho!" said Jack. "Now you're horrid!" she protested. "I don't want him to go in the least." "Of course not," said Jack. "I've observed how remarkably depressed you were by the news." "I shall be cross with you in a minute," said Chris. "Heaven forbid!" said Jack. "When is he coming back?" "In time for Hilda's wedding."
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