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"Well," said the fellow, "we'll just trouble you to walk with us a bit." "How far, with submission, are yez goin' to bring me?" said Mat. "Do you know Johnny Short's hotel?"* * The county jail. Johnny Short was for many years the Governor of Monaghan jail. It was to him the Mittimus of "Fool Art," mentioned in Phelim O'Toole's Courtship, was directed.
"And the Colonel will pay for them, I presume?" said the Yorkshireman, looking at Mr. Jorrocks. "I carn't," said Mr. Jorrocks in an undertone; "I'm nearly cleaned out, and shall be in Short's Gardens before I know where I am, unless I hold better cards this evening than I've done yet. Somehow or other, these French are rather too sharp for me, and I've been down upon my luck ever since I came.
The text for Sol Short's wisdom was ever at hand in the passers-by. Ending one of his transcripts, he made a phrase that lingered in Isabelle's mind long afterward. "So she was left a charge upon the property," he said of an old woman that had come out of one of the village houses. "Aunt Mehitabel went with the house.
It would be 'most the only thing I haven't stuck him for yet." "Must be an expensive kinder kid to home. Don't slitheroo thet way, Harve. Short's the trick, because no sea's ever dead still, an' the swells 'll " Crack! The loom of the oar kicked Harvey under the chin and knocked him backwards. "That was what I was goin' to say.
"What all?" cried Mr. Francis, to whom his ambassador brought the news back at Short's Hotel, where Strong found the Baronet crying and drinking curacoa. "Psha! Do you suppose I am a fool?" burst out Strong. "Do you suppose I could have lived so long in the world, Frank Clavering, without having my eyes about me? You know I have but to speak and you are a beggar to-morrow.
Perhaps you haven't thought so, but it's me that's your friend not him. I'm the real, open-hearted man. Short's very well, and seems kind, but he overdoes it. Now, I don't." The child was puzzled, and could not tell what to say. "Take my advice; as long as you travel with us, keep as near me as you can. Recollect the friend. Codlin's the friend, not Short.
Raising his big hat from his head, Dick wiped his face, and as if divining his extreme despair, Kate left off singing and dancing, and the procession proceeded in quiet past several different wine-shops. It was not until they came to Short's she declared she was dying of thirst and must have a drink. Dick forbade the barman to serve her, and brought upon himself the most shocking abuse.
The second week in May they spent together at a house-party near Portland, Maine; and he tried the landlocked salmon in Sebago Lake, twice. Ethel continued the subject of the cruelty of angling, in conversation, and illuminated her increasing conviction with references to the Reverend Wilbur Short's "Tales of Strange Things in Woods and Waters," and "Songs of the Scaly," by Alonzo Sweetbread.
The seven streets remain in their starlike shape, by name Great and Little White Lion Street, Great and Little St. Andrew Street, Great and Little Earl Street, and Queen Street. Short's Gardens was in 1623 really a garden, and a little later than that date was acquired by a man named Dudley Short.
But their steps were no sooner heard upon the road than the landlord, who had been at the outer door anxiously watching for their coming, rushed into the kitchen and took the cover off. The effect was electrical. They all came in with smiling faces though the wet was dripping from their clothes upon the floor, and Short's first remark was, 'What a delicious smell!
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