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"If I was a great old podge and had a blue nose from swilling and gorging, and was fifty if I was a day, and then went goggling after a young fellow of eighteen, he wouldn't be very civil to me, or be lectured if he spoke to me the way I deserved, and I think these old creatures of men ought to be discouraged by all the girls. What's sauce for the goose is the same for the gander."
Open that cupboard, one of those sixpenny books tells Podge that he's made of hard little black things, another that he's made of brown things, larger and squashy. There seems a discrepancy, but anything is better for a thoughtful youth than to be made in the Garden of Eden. Let us eliminate the poetic, at whatever cost to the probable." When for a moment she spoke more gravely.
Mrs Podge extended her hand, Mr Sharp dropped the piece of gold into it, and then, wishing her good afternoon, quitted the house.
I looked at his big twitching face, and listened to the heavy wheezing of his breath, and I felt sorry for him. "See here, Podge," I said, "I want to give you some good advice." "About what?" "About your health." "Yes, yes, do," he said. Advice about his health was right in his line. He lived on it. "Well, then, cut out all this fool business of diet and drugs and nitrogen.
Besides, why do you say such things? Mustn't we see our friends, I should like to know; and if we do, are you going to let your wife receive them in a manner inferior to old Mrs. Podge or Mrs. Croesus? People will accuse you of meanness, and of treating me ill; and if some persons hear that you have reduced your style of living, they will begin to suspect the state of your affairs.
That very brig, the William, belongs to my friends, Hodge, Podge, and Company, of Liverpool; and I am sure they would have consigned her to me, had they intended her to come here. Here she came, however, consigned to a Jew, a man of very disreputable character; and I understand that she discharged but a very small part of her cargo.
"I do not doubt it Mrs Podge, but we cannot compensate you for that. If you had been laid up, money could have repaid you for lost time, or, if your goods had been damaged, it might have compensated for that but money cannot restore shocked nerves. Did you require medical attendance?" "N-no!" said Mrs Podge, reddening.
Once or twice he stopped, but Flora could not tell where she was, and not till they got into the village did the surroundings look familiar. Then she exclaimed "Goody! I know now." "You are sure?" "I am. Go that way," pointing in the right direction. "Well, then, hop down; and when you beg a ride again, be sure you know the driver before you get in. Do you hear?" "I do. Good-by, Mr. Podge."
As he continued, Podge Byerly, looking through her fingers, saw a handsome, high-colored woman at Calvin's side, stealing glances at Agnes Wilt. It was the wife of Calvin Van de Lear's brother, Knox a blonde of large, innocent eyes, who usually came with Calvin to the church.
I do not for a moment hint that you are guilty of a fraudulent intention, but you must know, ma'am, that the law takes no notice of intentions only of facts." "But have I not a right to expect compensation for the shock to my nervous system?" pleaded Mrs Podge, still unwilling to give in.
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