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"I'd say ''scuse me, Mrs. Maxwell, but one of the forks has gone, and you can go through my clothes if you want to before I go home." "Hm!" Hepsey remarked dryly, "I guess the less you say, the better." Arrived at the rectory, Nickey felt under some restraint when they first sat down to the supper table; but under the genial manner of Mrs.
"'Scuse me," and Bill Bush now addressed himself immediately to Helmsley, "ef I may be so bold as to arsk you wheer ye comes from, meanin' no 'arm, an' what's yer purfession?" Helmsley looked up with a friendly smile. "I've no profession now," he answered at once. "But in my time before I got too old I did a good deal of office work." "Office work! In a 'ouse of business, ye means?
For every piece of furniture seemed to be authentic early American, and the hooked rugs and fine, brocaded damasks allied themselves with the fine old furniture to defeat the ugliness with which the Maple Court Apartments' architect had been fiercely determined to punish its tenants. "'Scuse me! Gotta dish up!" Penny flung over her shoulder as she ran away and left him alone with her mother.
"You're Jimmy Crocker, ain't you?" "No. My name chances to be Algernon Bayliss." Jerry Mitchell reddened. "'Scuse me. My mistake." He was moving off, but Jimmy stopped him. Parting from Ann had left a large gap in his life, and he craved human society. "I know you now," he said. "You're Jerry Mitchell. I saw you fight Kid Burke four years ago in London."
"'Scuse me, Mr Roberts, sir," said Dick, who was very wet and spongy, "but your knife's littler than mine, and if you'd pick a few o' these here small shot outer my arms, I'd feel obliged." Examination showed that Dick had received quite a dozen shots in his arms and chest.
"Ah 'scuse you ef you do me dis favor," say' de ghost. "Ah got somefin' powerful important to say unto you, an' Ah can't say hit 'ca'se Ah ain't got no head; an' whin Ah ain't got no head, Ah ain't got no mouf, an' whin Ah ain't got no mouf, Ah can't talk at all." An' dat right logical fo' shore.
"Cer'nly not!" answered the negro with prompt decision. "What! wake up all his old hopes to hab 'em all dashed to bits p'raps when you find dat you's wrong!" "But I feel absolutely certain that I'm not wrong!" returned Nigel, excitedly. "Consider there is, first, the one-eyed pirate; second, there is " "'Scuse me, Massa Nadgel, dere's no occasion to go all ober it again.
"He's ten years old. But I'm sorry, Mrs. Dunlap, and Mother will be, too, that Jerry left your party like this. And I hope you'll 'scuse him banging your front door." Perry Phelps' mother did not allow him to bang doors. If he forgot and slammed one, he had to come back and open and close it softly five times. This helped him to remember.
"Good heavens, Spike, you must be mad. Can't you see Oh, Lord! Directly the loss of those pearls is discovered, we shall have those detectives after us in a minute. Didn't you know they had been watching us?" An involuntary chuckle escaped Spike. "'Scuse me, Mr. Chames, but dat's funny about dem sleut's. Listen. Dey's bin an' arrest each other." "What!" "Dat's right.
Please to 'scuse me, sah, but Ah didn't go foh no premeditation of disturbance. It is quite unintelligible, sah, but one of de men, sah, he come round, sah, and says Ah gotta give him a pie, sah, and of co'se Ah can't do nothin' like dat, sah.
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