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Yet he was so ugly that it looked almost ludicrous in him. "Poom!" said he. "A friend at court. More comfits." "You think Monsieur Doltaire gets comfits, too?" asked I. He rubbed his cheek with a key. "Aho!" mused he "aho! M'sieu' Doltaire rises not early for naught." I was roused by the opening of the door. Doltaire entered.
He looked at me so strangely, as he weighed the knife up and down in his hand, that I could not at first guess his thought; but presently I understood it, and I almost could have told what he would say. He opened the knife, felt the blade, measured it along his fingers, and then said, with a little bursting of the lips, "Poom!
Den he fire hees gun, poom! an' more as twenty prob'ly ten shot-buck heet me on the head of it!" Buckshot! "Them's the marble," thought Mr. Peaslee, "but there wasn't but one!" "Ah tol' you dey steeng lak bumbletybees. Ah t'ink me, dat weeked leetly boy goin' for shoot more as once prob'ly mebbe two, t'ree tam. Ah drop queek in de grass, an' Ah run run queek!
After drinking, he said, "Poom what good? They're going to hang you for a spy." "That rope's not ready yet," I answered. "I'll tie a pretty knot in another string first, I trust." "Damned if you haven't spirit!" said he. "That Seigneur Duvarney, I know him; and I know his son the ensign whung, what saltpetre is he!
Yet he was so ugly that it looked almost ludicrous in him. "Poom!" said he. "A friend at court. More comfits." "You think Monsieur Doltaire gets comfits, too?" asked I. He rubbed his cheek with a key. "Aho!" mused he "aho! M'sieu' Doltaire rises not early for naught." I was roused by the opening of the door. Doltaire entered.
"Poom!" said Gabord, puffing out his cheeks, and smiling on her with a look half sour, and yet with a doglike fondness, "Gabord's mouth is shut till 's head is off, and then to tell the tale to Twelve Apostles!" Through his wayward, illusive speech we found his meaning. He would keep faith with us, and be best proof of this marriage, at risk of his head even.
I could feel his lips puffing out, and I was ready for the "Poom!" that came from him. Then I could feel him stooping over me, and his hot strong breath in my face. I was so near to unconsciousness at that moment by a sudden anxiety that perhaps my feigning had the look of reality.
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