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"I'm sorry I made Len sore." The blond man spoke contritely. Then his voice snapped into animosity. "He's worth a dozen Paul Burtons, the vapid little piano-player." "Right-o!" Thayre stood with his feet well apart and his baldish head thrown back.
I'll have a shot at surgery I've never done it before. I'd like to see if I'm any good at it." "Right you are," replied Captain Calthrop, "we'll change over." "Jolly good idea," added Captain Wycherley at the next table, "we'll change over too." "Right-o," said his anæsthetist. And so the two anæsthetists operated and the two surgeons gave anæsthetics.
"Don't call me old thing!" "Right-o, old companion, just as you say. I say, I was just going to suggest to Mr. Connolly that we should all go up to my suite and talk this business over quietly." "He says he's the manager of your new hotel," said Mr. Connolly. "Is that right?" "I suppose so," said Mr. Brewster, gloomily. "Then I'm doing you a kindness," said Mr.
"This isn't Moon. It's not a bit like him." "Absolutely not!" agreed Archie, cordially. "It's all a mistake, old companion, as I was trying to " "Cut it out!" "Ob, right-o!" "You've seen the photographs at the station. Do you mean to tell me you see any resemblance?" "If ye plaze, sorr," said Officer Cassidy, coming to life. "Well?"
Mullinger told us, "Guitry came down stage, right, and said in quizzical tone to us: 'Eh bien, chère petite folle et vieux marcheur, just run up to the roof, will you please, and tell us what it's all about, don't you know. The Princess and I stood up and answered in the same tone, 'Right-o, mon vieux, and were aboard the lift in no time.
Say, you'd want to quarantine the dictionary if you found smallpox in it, that's how hard you are to scare." "Well, of all the lines of talk, if you 'ain't got the greatest. Cute is no name for you." "And say, the place where you clerk must be a classy clothes-parlor, Charley-boy." "Right-o, little one.
"Set and ready for connections," shouted the Scout. "Right-o! Then we'll have Mr. Elephant out of the hole in a jiffy," shouted Bruce, as he seized the two ends of the wires and began to bend them about the terminals of the motor. He worked with speed and accuracy and the little circus manager could not help commenting on his skill as an electrician. "Hum!
Hastings smiled again, though he went on: "Oh, it's just a queer sort of notion I have that something is going to happen to us this afternoon." "Right-o," drawled Jack. "You don't have to shove off from that, Hal. Something is going to happen to us. This afternoon we're going to have the first drill in the actual firing of submarine torpedoes." "Oh, I know that," Hastings admitted, quickly.
I've been crying, and I look such an idiot." "Right-o, ma. But don't bother about that. Mrs. King has had her share o' crying in her time. She won't think nothing of that." She realized that it was necessary to waken Louis as she heard the door open and a conversation between two people. A little figure of a woman came out to the cab and spoke to her. "It's all right, my dear," she said quietly.
"An' what's more, your wind's all gone you couldn't go five rounds wi' a good 'un!" "Couldn't I?" "No!" shrieked the Old Un, "you'd be 'anging on an' blowing like a grampus!" "Should I?" "Ah like a grampus!" "Right-o!" nodded Joe, turning away, "no jam for your tea to-night."
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