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Updated: May 14, 2025
Lincoln's "paper blockade" stopped Master Simp's remittances, and he passed her yesterday upon the Rue Rivoli, with the Russian ambassador's footman at her back, but she only touched him with her silks. Simp studied a profession, and was a volunteer counsel in the memorable case of Jeems Pinckney against Jeems Rutledge.
Now, if Bobby was a simp they'd sting him in so many places that he'd be swelled all over, like an exhibition cream puff; but he ain't a simp. It took him four times to learn that he can't take a man's word in business. That's all he needed.
"You think he'll swallow it, all right?" "That simp?" cried Miss Prim in open derision. "Why, he'll eat it alive!" P. Sybarite walked into the front yard, and the chorus lady began to crow with delight, welcoming him with wild wavings of a pretty, powdered forearm. "Well, look who's here! 'Tis old George W. Postscript as I live! Hitherwards, little one: I wouldst speech myself to thee."
"Simp Wolley!" whispered Alice, in tense tones to Ruth. "It's that man who was after Russ's patent." "Then don't let him see you." "I won't no danger. They're going out now. Come on!" "Where?" asked Ruth, as Alice reached for her gloves. "We must go to warn Russ." "But we haven't eaten what we ordered," objected Ruth, pointing to the food, hardly touched, on the table.
I don't often act this way, but, oh, gee! hearing you all talking like that about going to America, just as if it was the easiest thing in the world, only you couldn't be bothered to do it, kind of got me going. And to think I could be there right now if I wasn't a bonehead!" "A bonehead?" "A simp. I'm all right as far up as the string of near-pearls, but above that I'm reinforced concrete."
You come chasin' yourselves down here, scared out of your wits because a dinky little one cent newspaper's makin' faces at you. A man 'd think you was a young lady's Bible-class and 'd seen a mouse.... Now, that's right," he exclaims, as another assailant appears; "make it unanimous. Let all hands come and rig the ship on old Simp. Tell him your troubles and ask him to help you out.
Then one of the salesgirls overheard us talking, and she guessed it right off the bat. Of course it was Tarzan. MIFFLIN You poor simp, there was your chance to introduce her to Mowgli and the bandar-log. QUINCY True I didn't think of it. MIFFLIN I'd like to get you fellows' ideas about advertising.
The dissipated vehicle stopped beneath the parlor windows of the Calvin cottage. Mr. Young called to his assistant. "Here we be, Simp!" he yelled. "A-a-ll ashore that's goin' ashore! Wake up there, you unmentionably described old rum barrel and help unload this everlastingly condemned lumber." Mr. Calvin rushed to the window. "What does this mean?" he demanded, in frothing indignation.
At this episode, Pisgah, whose misfortunes had quite shattered his nerves, proposed to drink at Freckle's expense to the success of the system, and Hugenot was prevailed upon to advance twenty-one sous, while Simp took the order to the adjacent marchand du vin. When they had all filled, Hugenot, looking upon himself in the light of a benefactor, considered it necessary to do something.
"Don't be a simp!" her brown eyes met his steadily. "You didn't mean that you didn't even say it, did you?" "Back it comes, sweetheart! But knowing myself and knowing those two...." "Stop it! If Norman Brandon or Quincy Westfall had been here instead of you, or both of them together, we'd have been here from now on we wouldn't even have gotten away from the Jovians!"
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