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The King, who happened to be talking to Glumboso, saw him pass, and took a pinch of snuff and said, "So much for Giglio. Now let's go to breakfast." The Captain of the Guard handed over his prisoner to the Sheriff, with the fatal order, "It's a mistake," says Bulbo, who did not seem to understand the business in the least. "Poo poo pooh," says the Sheriff. "Fetch Jack Ketch instantly. Jack Ketch!"
She thought for a minute and became unusually grave. "It's our only chance, George," she said. "If it doesn't go..." There came the slamming of a door, and a loud bellowing from the next apartment through the folding doors. "Here-er Shee Rulk lies Poo Tom Bo oling." "Silly old Concertina! Hark at him, George!" She raised her voice. "Don't sing that, you old Walrus, you! Sing 'I'm afloat!"
Ha! ha! ha!" A terrible fear stole over Earl as he watched her peculiar behavior. "Live! Ha! ha! ha! 'Nigger, 'darkey, 'coon' live! Yes, I'll live! I'll live! Whee poo poo wheep!" screamed Eunice, now dashing wildly about the room. She had gone mad. At the earliest moment practicable Earl bore the raving Eunice out of the Southland, carried her to a sanitarium in a northern city.
"She knows us, we're used to her poor old scarred face, and the youngsters, Tam and Betty, are not a bit afraid of her. In fact, Betty pats that scarred cheek and says, over and over, 'Poo Lyddy! Poo Lyddy! Betty 'oves Lyddy! and Tam he's T. A. Miles, junior, you know, and we call him Tam, from the initials, because he hates being called Junior and two Tracey's are a nuisance "
Poo! said they, we have no money. The beggar remained silent for a moment or two, and renew'd his supplication. Do not, my fair young ladies, said he, stop your good ears against me. Upon my word, honest man! said the younger, we have no change. Then God bless you, said the poor man, and multiply those joys which you can give to others without change!
With an expression of great relief on his face he gazed over the top of the trench. "Thank 'Eavens! you can't make a sixteenth, mate. The whole plurry tree's nah poo." "Nah poo," murmured Bendigo Jones. "Nah poo. What is nah poo?" He stood up and peered over the top also. "I see no change. To some eyes it might seem that the tree had fallen; to mine it lives for ever fragrant and cool."
Only they aren't penniless any more, having leaped to wealth and fame with an immensely successful musical comedy they have just written. And, like Nanki Poo, the musician isn't really a musician, but is the talented, rebellious nephew of the Cosmetic King, none other than Dick Benham himself, a truant from his tyrannical uncle's determination to make him into a rouge and talcum salesman.
This threat produced silence, and a sniff from Arbalik's mother. Mrs Okiok went on: "The land, Ridroonee says, is very rich. They have all that they wish and more!" "Poo! I would not care to live there," said Pussimek. "And no walruses at all," added Mrs Okiok. "Boo! a miserable country!" exclaimed Ippegoo's mother. "Then they have villages so big! oh!"
"Poo chah chah!" Ebo cried with a face full of disgust as he twisted his own line round a peg in the boat, and seizing his club battered the fish to death after unhooking it, and threw it over the side, where, as it was carried away, I could see that dozens of fish were darting at it, tearing it to pieces as fast as they could. "What did you do that for?"
If I live, an' please your honour, but once to get through it, I will never tell it again, quoth Trim, either to man, woman, or child Poo poo! said my uncle Toby but with accents of such sweet encouragement did he utter it, that the corporal went on with his story with more alacrity than ever. The Story of the King of Bohemia and His Seven Castles, Continued.
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