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"And an ordinary chicken, with the pip thrown in, could pungle twice to my once." "Ain't got the stuff, hey?" said Parky. "Broke, I s'pose? Then maybe you'll git to work, you old galoot, and stop playin' parson and goody-goody games. You don't git nothing here without the chink. So perhaps you'll git to work at last." A red-nosed henchman of the gambler's put in a word.
I heard about it away down the river, too. That's why I come. You git me that money to-morrow I want it." "I hain't got no money." "It's a lie. Judge Thatcher's got it. You git it. I want it." "I hain't got no money, I tell you. You ask Judge Thatcher; he'll tell you the same." "All right. I'll ask him; and I'll make him pungle, too, or I'll know the reason why.
How much of de long green did youse pungle for it, Mr. Chames?" "I really can't remember," said Jimmy, with a laugh. "I could look up the bill and let you know. Seventy guineas, I fancy." "What's dat guineas? Is dat more dan a pound?" "A shilling more. Why?" Spike resumed his brushing. "What a lot of dude suits youse could get," he observed meditatively, "if youse had dose jools."
He, by the Jumping Frog of Calaveras, proposed to paddle his own canoe into and over the lake of oil. If the boys wished him to forgo the delights of that voyage, let 'em pungle up half a million or get. They got. Presently, after due consultation with a famous mining engineer, Uncle Jap mortgaged his cattle for the second time, and sank another well. He discovered oil sand, not a lake.
"And now you've come, you can pony up on the bill you 'ain't yet squared." "So?" said Jim. "You bet your boots it's so, and you can't begin to pungle up a minute too soon!" was the answer. "I reckon you'd ask a chicken to pungle up the gravel in his gizzard if you thought he'd picked up a sliver of gold," Jim drawled, in his lazy utterance.
'Tain't safe to buy gold chunks till you know they're gold. Likewise 'tain't safe to buy mine stock till you know there's a mine. Calc'late I'll do a mite of investigatin' 'fore I pungle over that five thousand.... Where kin I leave you, Mr. Bowman? I'm calc'latin' to drive home from here. Maybe I'll see you later. But I got to investigate." Mr.
I heard about it away down the river, too. That's why I come. You git me that money to-morrow I want it." "I hain't got no money." "It's a lie. Judge Thatcher's got it. You git it. I want it." "I hain't got no money, I tell you. You ask Judge Thatcher; he'll tell you the same." "All right. I'll ask him; and I'll make him pungle, too, or I'll know the reason why.
"So the other dogs won't miss a chance to shoot the prongs into me the moment I fail on a single payment and the interest due. They don't have to; I signed to forfeit everything any interest day that I failed to pungle up. Three days o' grace then boom! 'Wasn't it pretty, papa! Shoot off another one just like it!"
And she hit too close home to suit me, when she named the place where they're going to dump their colony." "Where does the graft come in?" inquired Pink cautiously. "The farmers get the land, don't they?" "Sure, they get the land. And they pungle up a good-sized fee to Florence Grace Hallman and her outfit, for locating 'em. Also there's side money in it, near as I can find out.
"And then, Comrade Maloney? This thing is beginning to get clearer. You are like Sherlock Holmes. After you've explained a thing from start to finish or, as you prefer to do, from finish to start it becomes quite simple." "Why, den dis kid's in bad for fair, 'cos der ain't nobody to pungle de bones." "Pungle de what, Comrade Maloney?" "De bones. De stuff. Dat's right. De dollars.
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