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Updated: June 13, 2025
And he shuts me up like a rat-trap. 'Affairs of State, Perks, says he. But I did think one o' you would 'a' nipped down to tell me you're here sharp enough when you want to get anything out of old Perks" Phyllis flushed purple as she thought of the strawberries "information about locomotives or signals or the likes," said Perks. "We didn't know you didn't know." "We thought Mother had told you."
"I'll go down to the station," she said, "and talk to Perks and ask about the signalman's little boy." So she went down. On the way she passed the old lady from the Post-office, who gave her a kiss and a hug, but, rather to Bobbie's surprise, no words except: "God bless you, love " and, after a pause, "run along do."
But if one does that sort of thing, one has to be careful to do it in the right way. For, as Mr. Perks said, when he had time to think it over, it's not so much what you do, as what you mean.
Perks replied, because just then Bobbie gave a start, put her hand in her pocket, and all her body grew stiff with horror. "Oh!" she whispered to the others, "whatever shall we do? I forgot to put the labels on any of the things! He won't know what's from who. He'll think it's all US, and that we're trying to be grand or charitable or something horrid." "Hush!" said Peter.
"I'm not unhappy about them," said Perks; "I don't know," he added, suddenly wheeling the chair round and showing a very odd-looking screwed-up face, "I don't know as ever I was better pleased. Not so much with the presents though they're an A1 collection but the kind respect of our neighbours. That's worth having, eh, Nell?" "I think it's all worth having," said Mrs.
I was so wroth with the scoundrel and his cool impudence that I took a defiant tone and said shortly: "Any time you like, Captain Perks." "'Badiah P. Perks, mister. All right. I won't be long." "But mind this," I said, "you are doing it for your own amusement, for I shall advise my uncle not to go by your vessel." "Riled, mister? Jest a little bit, eh? All right.
Bobbie tried to let herself be cheered by this heartening reminiscence. "Well," said Perks, "you won't want to be bothered with gardening just this minute, I dare say. You show me where your garden is, and I'll pop the bits of stuff in for you. And I'll hang about, if I may make so free, to see the Doctor as he comes out and hear what he says. You cheer up, Missie.
"Perks, sir perkisites: old boots and shoes and things. So I 'listed six months ago, and here have I, Jeremiah Brigley, been barked at and drilled till I could stand on my head stiff and go through it all." "Yes, you would have to be drilled," said Dick, thoughtfully; "and how do you get on as his servant?" "Get on, sir? As his servant, sir?
The "deadhead" perks itself in your face at every turn, in flunkeyish gratitude for invitations, drinks, dinners, and free passes, from "the gentlemanly Lord Napier," down to "intelligent and gentlemanly" railway-conductors, "gentlemanly and attentive" hotel-clerks, "gracious, gentlemanly, and gallant" tavern-keepers, and their "lovely and accomplished brides."
When some pretentious impostor of an idea perks itself up and says, 'Look at me, I 'm a new acquaintance, I just give it a nod, and say 'Not at all, you have only got a new coat on; you are the same old wretch that has bored me these last twenty years; get away. But if one could be in a new skin, if I could be for half-an-hour your tall porter, or one of your eminent matter-of-fact men, I should then really travel into a new world. Every man's brain must be a world in itself, eh?
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