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You just come along with me, and apologize. If he is an old skinflint, you've got to remember he could have sold us out last year, only I succeeded in begging off. Mother's high and mighty airs to him made the job twice as hard as it might have been; but you've made it impossible to do anything more.
Ellen demanded, springing into an upright position. "I couldn't say. Jane told me that was the regular market price." "Why didn't I know it?" her aunt burst out. "They must 'a' gone up a cent, an' I sellin' mine at the store for sixty-six! Ain't it just like that meachin' Elias Barnes to do me out of a penny a dozen, the skinflint."
Silas Skinflint, who kept the office, that she would take her, and that it was a very nice thing that her mother was dead, for mothers were always bothering. "Very nice that her mother was dead!" Poor, little, desolate Letty couldn't bear that. She hid her little face in her hands, and began to sob pitifully; but Mr.
I'd hev to be as poor as a kirk louse afore I'd turn my back on a motherless lad as is nigh to death's door." "Don't say that, father," whimpered Liza. "Nay, Mattha, nay, man," cried 'Becca, "it's nought of that. It's my life that's in danger." "Shaf! that 'at is nowt is nivver in danger. Whear's the plague as wad think it worth while to bodder wid a skinflint like thee?
She ain't very dirty, and I'll keep her covered up out of sight. And now, Allee, don't you say a word to anyone about it, but I begged Mrs. Grinnell to take me. I want to get some money to buy back that mordige of ours from old Skinflint. Mind you keep it secret!" "I will," promised Allee readily, for with her Peace's very wish was law. "There is Mrs. Grinnell all harnessed and waiting. Hurry up!
All the assumed dignity which straightened up this man whenever I addressed him as 'my lord', instantly fell from him when I enunciated the word 'compensation'. His eyes narrowed, and all the native shrewdness of an adept skinflint appeared in his face.
Well, Andrew Bolton built it, with mighty little help from your whining, hypocritical church members. Every Tom, Dick and Harry, for miles about; every old maid with a book to sell; every cause as they call the thousand and one pious schemes to line their own pockets every damned one of 'em came to Andrew Bolton for money, and he gave it to them. He was no hoarding skinflint; not he.
The wife comes into a nice little fortune of her own, and what does she proceed to do with it? Squander it on her husband? Not much! She sets out immediately to prove to the world that he is a miser, a skinflint who never gave her more than the bare necessities of life. The chap I was speaking of I beg pardon, Mr. De Soto."
Over his morning coffee, Major Alan Hawke thankfully cried: "I am a very devil for luck! This old skinflint is opening his bosom and handing me a knife. By God! I'll have my pound of flesh!" He leaped from his couch as blithe as a midshipman receiving his first love letter from a fullgrown dame. There was great joy in the house of Hawke.
"'What! shouts th' man as was ready t' give a month's pay fer a quart. 'A dollar th' bottle! Why, yer miserable old skinflint! "'A dollar th' bottle. That's the terms, take 'em or leave 'em, says I, very firmly.
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