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Updated: May 27, 2025
There micht aiblins pe a thing or twa in ta hoose tat his honour wad pe likin' to tak' away, but it iss no possible tat he can do onything wi' her nainsel'." "It's no use talking, my mannie. Duty's duty. You must come wi' me." "Ochon! Ochon! Tuty wull pe a pad thing when it's a wee pit pisness sic as this.
"Not yet," replied the other, showing his teeth. "All in goot time, my Captain. This first this pit of pisness I do for my Emperor." "Seems to me that Emperor o your'n must be put to the push if he's druv to gettin a mucky little pirit like you to do his business," grumbled the other. The Frenchman waved the insult aside with utmost good humour. "He send for me across the seas.
I yeard tell you was in the West Indies conwalescin a'ter an attack o de Tremendous!" He chuckled at his joke. The Frenchman shrugged and smiled. "So I wass, sair, a while back. And now here on express pisness; the Emperor's pisness." "What's up?" asked the Englishman bluffly. "Tired o waitin to wop Nelson? Goin to embark the Armee o England straight off?"
"I can only promise that the debt will be paid. If I cannot even pay it myself, as soon as my husband is exchanged he will pay whatever you charge." "Dat ish a very doubtful vay of doing pisness," he remarked. "I cannot do as you ask." "Consider, sir," she replied. "Dat makes no differenish. I can't give you credit.
You put Matty's head to de schissors, an' take him all off, und you shteal den her monish. De peanuts is a pad pisness; but dis is so much vorse as it goes to de prison. Tell me, Tony, how is dis?" "I didn't steal it, he gave it to me; and I didn't touch Matty's hair," panted the prostrate Theodore. "He he he wanted me to do something for him, and he said he would give me that if I did it.
"Dot's all right; you go back to bed; I'll look out for dot greaser pisness," said the landlord, who thought him drunk. "You let me out or I'll break you in two," the determined man replied, and a tremendous struggle took place. Ultimately Harold was vanquished, and Schmidt, piling his huge bulk on the worn-out body of the young man, held him until his notion changed.
"I am sorry to be troublesome, Mynheer Van Dunck, but I can not say good-by without having your receipt in full for the old bilander." "Goot, it is vere good, Meester Lyth; you are te goot man for te pisness."
Swartz looked at her with surprise, and the idea came into his mind that she was an applicant for charity. "Vell, vot has dat got to do vid your pisness," he observed in a cold tone of voice, determined that she should see no hope in his face. "This much," she replied. "For over twenty-four hours my two little children and myself have been without food, and I have not a dollar to purchase it."
Swartz; "for the fact is, I have made a large contract with the government, and vill have to extend by pisness." Mr.
Der schtars deach you petter; dey goes right on der own vay und about der own pisness, unless dey vas voolish leedle schtars, like dot von dere dots shust gone to der duyvel vrom runin outen his vay toward der earth."
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