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This might not have been so serious, but the other penguins, seeing the professor's plight, started to attack him, beating him back into the icy water every time he came to the surface. "Ouch, you brute oh, boys, help o-o-o-h, this water is cold. Get me out, somebody. Scat, get away, you penguins."
Have you ever known any old man who didn't think he could be if he wished?" "Yes," shouted the doctor, "and no! in both cases! There is no sex in fools. There is no age limit, either." "The Talmud says: 'An old woman in the house is a blessing; but an old man is a nuisance." "I don't give a bobtailed scat what the Talmud says. I know what I know. Miss Gaines, I leave it to you."
Cambridge had not only deposed her Chancellor Monmouth, but had marked her abhorrence of his treason in a manner unworthy of a scat of learning, by committing to the flames the canvass on which his pleasing face and figure had been portrayed by the utmost skill of Kneller. Oxford, which lay nearer to the Western insurgents, had given still stronger proofs of loyalty.
Scat!" The aim was good this time. We were in darkness. I listened the barest fragment of a moment. Some one was stealthily entering at the window end. "Rise, Jorian and Boris!" I cried. "An enemy!" And leaping up I ran to relight the candle. By good luck the wick was a sound, honest, thick one, a good housewife's wick not such as are made to sell and put in ordinary candles of offertory.
I heard ma fall over a willow rocking chair, and say, 'scat, and I heard Pa say, 'well, I'm dam'd, and a girl that sings in the choir say, 'Heavens, I am stabbed, then my chum and me ran to the front of the house and come down the front stairs looking as innocent as could be, and we went in the library, and I was just going to tell Pa if there was any errands he wanted run my chum and me was just aching to run them, when a yellow cat without any tail was walking over the minister, and Pa was throwing a hassock at two cats that were clawing each other under the piano, and Ma was trying to get her frizzes back on her head, and the choir girl was standing on the lounge with her dress pulled up, trying to scare cats with her striped stockings, and the minister was holding his hands up, and I guess he was asking a blessing on the cats, and my chum opened the front door and all the cats went out.
'SCAT! cried I, more emphatically than before, but was answered only by an extra shriek from the chairman, and a fiercer scream from the whole assembly. 'SCAT! once, cried I again, as I brought my gun to a present. 'SCAT! twice, and I aimed straight at the chairman, covering half a dozen others in the range. 'SCAT! three times, and I let drive.
"Blanchard!" "Ess fay, an' no harm done 'cept a stiff leg. Best to knock thicky poor twoad on the head. I heard the scream of un and comed along an' waited an' catched my gen'leman in the act." The groom held a light to the mangled hare. "Scat it on the head," said Will, "then give me a hand."
"You ought to say now er 'Scat!" "That's what you say to a cat!" declared Flossie. "Well, then say 'Boo! I guess that's what you say to a lion," went on Freddie. "Say 'Boo!" The little girl looked doubtful. "All right. Boo!" cried Flossie, after a moment. It was not quite time, however, for the merry-go-round to start. Mr. Bobbsey made his way along the platform to Bob, who stood near Nan.
"I wish I'd stayed away frum this thunderin' skewl, an' bin contented ter keep right on hoein' 'taturs an' cuttin' grass daown on dad's old farm. Say, ain't ther no way this air matter kin be settled up 'thout shewtin'?" "It's too late for that now. You have accepted Dutchy's challenge, and you'll have to fight this duel." "I never was so thunderin' scat in all my life, by gum!
Barmberry contributed, "he told me if I did catch you, I was to have some new-killed chickens ready to fry, and some whipped cream Jim Barmberry, you go right out and finish whipping that cream, and don't stand there gawping and gooping, and you children, you scat!" Claire seized the moment of Mr. Boltwood's lordly though bewildered bow to their hostess, and escaped outdoors.
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