United States or Suriname ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
And in spite of the beard he went to it business-like and graceful. "Excuse my askin'," says I, "but are you going or coming?" He looks a bit blank at that. "I am Burmese gentleman," says he. "I am named Sarrou Mollik kuhn Balla Ben." "That's enough, such as it is," says I. "Suppose I use only the last of it, the Balla Ben part?" "No," says he, "that is only my title, as you say Honorable Sir."
And the minute she spots him and takes in the chestnut whiskers, them weary old eyes of hers lights up. "By the kind stars and the jack of spades!" says she. "A wise one from the East! Who is he?" "Allow me, Madame Zenobia, to present the Hon. Sour Milk," says I. "Pardon, Memsahib," he corrects. "I am Sarrou Mellik kuhn Balla Ben, from the Temple of Aj Wadda, in Burmah.
But, by the way, just how did you feed it to her?" "She wasn't a bit interested," says Madame Zenobia, "until I materialized Sarrou Mellik as the wise man of India. Give us that patter I worked up for you, Sarrou." And in that boomin' voice of his the Hon. Sour Milk remarks: "Beware of change. Remain, woman, where thou art, for there and there only will some great good fortune come to you.
Word Of The Day