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Sa-a-ay, girl, w'en he got through gettin' those royalties for that book they'd dwindled down to fresh wall paper for the dinin'-room, and a new gas stove for his wife, an' not enough left over to take a trolley trip to Oshkosh on. Don't count too high." "I'm not counting at all, Blackie, and you can't discourage me." "Don't want to. But I'd hate to see you come down with a thud."

Went t' Germany, knowin' that it would feel homelike there, an' we took in all the swell baden, and chased up the Jungfrau sa-a-ay, that's a classy little mountain, that Jungfrau. Mother, she had some swell time I guess. She never set down except for meals, and she wrote picture postals like mad. But sa-a-ay, girl, was I lonesome! Maybe that trip done me good. Anyway, I'm livin' yet.

I do not know what magic medicine gave him the strength to smile at us, dying as he was even then. "Well, what do you know about little Paul Dombey?" he piped in a high, thin voice. The shock of relief was too much. We giggled hysterically, then stopped short and looked at each other, like scared and naughty children. "Sa-a-ay, boys and girls, cut out the heavy thinking parts.

"Zweimal Kaffee?" beamed Roschen, grasping the idea. "Now's your time to speak up," urged Blackie. "Go ahead an' order all the cream gefillte things that looked good to you out in front." But I leaned forward, lowering my voice discreetly. "Blackie, before I plunge in too recklessly, tell me, are their prices very " "Sa-a-ay, child, you just can't spend half a dollar here if you try.

He had come scuffing his way in, his look roving and suspicious if not a little apprehensive. But what he had to say he had saved, as was his habit, for meal time. "Sa-a-ay!" he began, helping himself to a generous portion of his favorite dish; "who's that dude that's been hangin' 'round here lately?" Johnnie's tongue felt numb, and his throat dry.

Why, I should think she'd say `sir. Maybe oh, what was it I heard in a play at the Academy of Music? `Father, I have come back to you!" "Sa-a-ay, that's a fine line! That'll get the crowd going right from the first.... I told you you'd help me a lot." "I'm awfully glad if I have helped you," she said, earnestly. Good night and good, "awfully glad, but luck with the play. Good night."

"Sa-a-ay, girl, this ain't goin' t' be no scene from East Lynne. Be a good kid. The rest of the bunch can go." And so, when the others had gone, I found myself seated at the side of his bed, trying to smile down at him. I knew that there must be nothing to excite him. But the words on my lips would come.

None of your measly little two weeks' affairs, with one week on salary, and th' other without. I ain't goin' t' take my vacation for a while not till fall, p'raps, or maybe winter. But w'en I do take it, sa-a-ay, girl, it's goin' t' be a real one." "But why wait so long?" I asked. "You need it now. Who ever heard of putting off a vacation until winter!" "Well, I dunno," mused Blackie.

Sa-a-ay, girl, I ain't kickin'. You can't live on your nerves and expect t' keep goin'. Sooner or later you'll be suein' those same nerves for non-support. But, kid, ain't it a shame that I got to go out in a auto smashup, in these days when even a airship exit don't make a splash on the front page!" The nervous brown hand was moving restlessly over the covers.

It ain't been no long trip, but sa-a-ay, girl, I've enjoyed every mile of the road. All kinds of scenery all kinds of lan'scape plain fancy uphill downhill " I leaned forward, fearfully. "Not yet," whispered Blackie. "Say Dawn in the story books they always are strong on the good-by kiss, what?"

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