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Updated: May 14, 2025
"Ow! nae fear o' yer lordship's nose,'cep' it be frae yer lordship's hose, my lord!" said Grizzie, "for I doobt ye're birstlin' yer lordship's shins! I'll tak the cratur oot to the cairt-shed, an' sing' 't there first. But 'deed I wadna advise ye to gang to yer room a minute afore ye need, for it winna be that warm the nicht.
"Tomkins, sir," murmured the originator of the brain-wave, slightly abashed by the unexpected praise. "We might," remarked another of the world's workers, thoughtfully sucking his teeth "we might 'ave a trap-door, a 'eavy one, to let down over the 'ole once they was in." "Yus and 'ow are we to know when they is in?" The third member of the party proceeded to justify his existence.
"You'd better telephone, Quinny! I must catch this train. Take these ... eggs away, Magnolia. We won't say anything more about them. You did your best!" "Yes, sir, I did, but I told 'er I didn't know 'ow...." "All right!" said Roger, passing the dish to her. Dr. Dunroon suggested that they should send for Mrs. Clutters' friends. "Is it serious, doctor?" Henry asked, and the doctor nodded his head.
"Joe," said the Old Un, glaring, "if the lady weren't here, an' axin' 'er pardon I'd punch you in the perishin' eye-'ole for that!" "All right, old vindictiveness," sighed Joe, "an' now, if you'll let go of Spider Connolly's fist, I'd like to say 'ow do. Sit down an' give some one else a chance to speak sit down, you old bag o' wind "
An' when 'e got Bob through the loop-'ole, me an' Kelly made our minds up to show a bit o' fancy shootin' and lay 'im out in turn. That's 'ow it was, Sir. An' now" the voice grew shaky "they've corked me. Corked me, by God I an' there's not a bloke among the lot of us but me can play the concertina."
He walked to the door leading to the bar, where Bob was doing 'is best to serve customers and listen at the same time, and arter locking it put the key in 'is pocket. Then 'e put his 'and in 'is pocket and slapped some money down on the table in front o' Charlie. "There's a month's pay instead o' notice," he ses. "Now git." "George!" screams 'is wife. "'Ow dare you? 'Ave you gone crazy?"
Ow, what has everybody gone and been and done with everybody, making everybody else so wretched! Ow-w-w-w!
They quivered, flashed the message automatically; the enormous network repeated it as far as England, and the answer came. For thought is instantaneous, and desire is prayer. Quick as lightning came the telegram. Beside them stood a burly figure of gleaming gold. 'I'll do it, said the earthy voice. 'I'll show you 'ow. For she loves 'er garden. Her sympathy with trees and flowers lets me in.
She must have been rather staggered by his appearance, for she drew back, staring at him and shaking her head in decided disapproval. "'Ow many mile you call heem to de depot at Carcajou," she asked him, with hands on her hips and a severe look on her face. "Why, it's twelve miles to my shack and one more to this place," he answered, dully.
He hoped, therefore, that she would go and look for him in the town, and so be absent during her aunt's visit. "Weel, Marget," he said, with his customary greeting, in which the foreign oil sought to overcome the home-bred vinegar, "hoo are ye the day?" "Ow! nae that ill," answered Marget with a sigh. "And hoo's Mr and Mistress Peterson?" "Brawly. Hoo's Annie comin' on?" "Nae that ill.
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