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Updated: May 7, 2025
"Then here goes for improvisin' a mystery," says I. "Is he near enough?" Vee glances over her shoulder. "Go on," says she. Then, a bit louder: "Tell tell me the worst, Torchy." "I ain't sure yet," says I, "but take it from me there's something bein' hatched on this yacht besides cold-storage eggs." "Hatched?" says Vee. "S-s-s-sh!" says I. "Underhanded work; mutiny, maybe."
"Well," says I, "where's your riot?" "S-s-s-sh!" says he. "They're up to some mischief. One of them is hiding something under her shawl. Watch." Sure enough, the skinny one did have her left elbow stuck out, and there was a bulge in the shawl. "Looks like a case of emptyin' the ashes," says I. "Or of placing a bomb," whispers the Lieutenant. "Mooshwaw!" says I. "Bomb your aunt!
"S-s-s-sh!" warned the other, leaning forward at the risk of a tumble into the still, deep water, listening and peering up and down the stream. Then, with disappointment depicted in every line of his suddenly weary body, he gloomily stammered: "Th-th-th-they've gone home!"
But, with her hair loosened up and her cheeks tinted a bit from excitement, she looks like a different party. Almost stunnin', you know. Vee nudges me to quit the gawp act. "Gosh!" I whispers. "Who'd have thought it?" "S-s-s-sh!" says Vee. "We don't want her to suspect a thing."
Robert hold one end of a daisy chain she was weavin', and she's prattlin' away kittenish when I edges up, scufflin' my feet warnin' on the gravel. She greets me with a pout. Mr. Robert hangs his head sort of sheepish, but asks hopeful: "Well, Torchy?" "She she's here again, sir," says I. "Eh?" says he, starin' puzzled. "Who is here?" "S-s-s-sh!" says I, shakin' my head mysterious.
YOU. Not so loud. She'll hear you. Good job. I want her to. Stumer! YOU. S-s-s-sh! What are you saying? Matilda's a duchess now. FRIENDLY CREATURE. I know. YOU. But you mustn't say "Stumer" to a duchess unless FRIENDLY CREATURE. Well? YOU. Unless you're a duchess yourself? FRIENDLY CREATURE. I am. At least I was. Only I chucked it. YOU. But you said you were a lady. FRIENDLY CREATURE. So I am.
"Look!" says I, pointin' to the wireless gridiron over our heads. "Where do you guess he is now?" Vee shakes her head. "Gettin' in his fine work with Meyers," says I. "He's been at it ever since breakfast." "Think of that!" says Vee. "And you believe he means to " "S-s-s-sh!" says I. "Someone might be rubberin'." Does it work?
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