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Updated: June 11, 2025
"My dear Miss Blye!" wouldn't that put pink icing and a little red sugar bird on your bridal cake? How long do you expect to hold an audience in a court-room with that kind of stuff? You want to get down to business, and call me "Tweedlums Babe" and "Honeysuckle," and sign yourself "Mama's Own Big Bad Puggy Wuggy Boy" if you want any limelight to concentrate upon your sparse gray hairs.
"Business, Puggy!" he called out sharply, and Puggy instantly shut up his mouth, and said no more. "Well, now," Old Sharon resumed when he had joined his friends and had got his breath again, "let's have a little talk about yourself, miss. Has Mr. Moody told you who I am, and what I want with you? Very good. May I offer you my arm? No! You like to be independent, don't you?
Ginger wasted no more breath, but laid hold of the little brass rail that encircled Puggy's platform, and with a sudden hoist that lifted the shafts and startled the pony, raised himself to the level of a spectator. "'Ere!" shouted the swaying, tottering Puggy. "What the ... are yer rup to?"
A little, fat man in baggy black trousers and a seersucker coat was panting up the gentle hill to the gate. He had a puggy nose and a heavy, thinly bearded face incased about the eyes in broad steel spectacles. "That must be Dr. Shapless," she said, in a flutter. "What of it?" Edwards replied. "He mustn't come in," she cried, with sudden energy. "You must see him, and send him away!
That set all talking, and long before midnight Chinn's brain was in a whirl with stories of tigers man-eaters and cattle-killers each pursuing his own business as methodically as clerks in an office; new tigers that had lately come into such-and-such a district; and old, friendly beasts of great cunning, known by nicknames in the mess-such as "Puggy," who was lazy, with huge paws, and "Mrs.
For a moment the significance of the thing was not realised; for a moment only, then followed uproar, deafening, stupendous. Puggy was stamping fiercely on the top of his cart; the tears were streaming down his face; he was screaming and yelling incoherent words. And he was representative of the crowd.
What better man will speer your price? or think ye that I've groats laid by to buy a puggy or a puss baudrons for my maiden lady?" "I'll work my fingers to the bone, mother; my brother Hugh will not see me want." "Eat bite or sup of his victuals, or mint a Carnegie's working to me again, Nelly, and never see my face more."
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