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"Kaween nishishin! kaw-ween!" howled the big monster, in his mixed-pickle macaronio, "je me sens saisi du mal-aux-raquettes, je ne pouvons plus. Why you go so dam fast, when hot sun he make snow for tire, eh? Sacr-r-ré raquettes! il me semble qu'ils se grossissent de plus en plus
I could hear the shouts of my comrades; the voices of Saint Vrain and Gode, the latter calling out "Sacr-r-re! monsieur; prenez garde des buffles!" I saw that they had drawn the horses, and were hurrying them under the bluff. I sprang to my feet, flinging aside my blanket. A fearful spectacle was before me. Away to the west, as far as the eye could reach, the prairie seemed in motion.
"Hollo, Dick! hang it, old hoss, what are ye 'bout?" "Carambo!" "By the 'tarnal airthquake!" "Vaya! hombre, vaya!" "Carrajo!" "By Gosh!" "Santisima Maria!" "Sacr-r-re!" It seemed as if the different nations had sent representatives to contest the supremacy of their shibboleths. I was struck with three groups.
"Ah," cried Rouleau, beside himself. "It is what you call? One cheat! cheat!" The lieutenant sat up straight in his chair. "Do you mean that I cheated you?" he said, with slow emphasis. "Beware what you say." "Oui!" cried the Frenchman; "sacr-r-re so I mean!"
There he was impetuously brought up all standing; for somebody stood before it, gazing up at the gloomy front with as much earnestness as he had done himself, and against this individual he rushed recklessly with a shock that nearly sent the pair of them over into the street. "Sacr-r-re!" cried a shrill voice, in tones of indignant remonstrance. "What do you mean, monsieur?
The old chap looks bookish; but he is not a priest; and, as to the girl, she is trim-built enough; I fancy the face is no great matter, however, or she would not take so much pains to hide it." Raoul muttered a "sacr-r-re," between his teeth, but he succeeded in suppressing all outward expression of feeling.
It was her name I asked for." "It does not concern you to know it." "Not if it be of so much importance to keep it a secret!" "Sacr-r-re!" This exclamation, muttered, rather than spoken aloud, ended the dialogue; and the old fellow turned away on giving expression to it no doubt cursing me in his heart as a meddling Yankee.
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