prut-tush-tish

Updated: May 27, 2025

"Prut-tush-tish!" said his companion, with a whistle in his teeth that ended with a "damnation!" "It'll only knock him over for the race; he'll be right as a trivet after it. What's your little game; coming it soft like that, all of a sudden? You hate that ere young swell like p'ison." "Aye," assented the head groom with a tigerish energy, viciously consuming his bit of straw.

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