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"All right, Mac," replied Mr. Gibney, in the tone one uses when humouring a baby. "Set 'em up if it'll make you feel more cheerful. Still, I don't see why you want to go actin' so foolish over nothin'." "Well, Gib," replied the engineer, "I may be crazy, but I ain't no fool, and if there's a dead whale around the ship, I can come pretty near smellin' it.
Jack reached forward to get a cigarette from the box on the table at the bedside. "Do you smoke now, Aunt Mary?" he inquired, as he took a match. "No, Granite does." "Janice does!" he repeated, quickly knitting his brows. "Yes, she does it for me—I’m so happy smellin’ the smell. They made her a little sick at first but she took camphor and now she don’t mind. Not much—not any."
"Well, all I can say is that I've met Mr. Thomas two or three times, and I didn't notice anything but politeness and good manners. Maybe my nose ain't so fine for smellin' liquor as some folks's p'raps it ain't had the experience but all I saw was a poor lame man with a black eye. I pitied him, and I don't care who hears me say it."
Thin he opened a door in another passage an' I found mysilf up to my knees in Benares river-water, an' bad smellin' ut is. More by token I had come out on the river-line close to the burnin' ghat and contagious to a cracklin' corpse. This was in the heart av the night, for I had been four hours in the temple. There was a crowd av boats tied up, so I tuk wan an' wint across the river.
"Heavens! if you would only tell the truth, Zeb. Did you really see an Indian, though?" "'Deed I did, and he run when he see'd me in arnist." "And you saw others yesterday, did you?" remarked Rosalind. "Two or free, down toward de woods. I spied 'em crawlin' and smellin' down dar, and axes dem dar business. Dey said as how dey's lookin' for a jack-knife dat dey lost dar last summer.
Billy and Saxon, their packs upon the backs, trudged along a hundred yards. He was the first to break silence. "An' I tell you another thing, Saxon. We'll never be goin' around smellin' out an' swipin' bits of soil an' carryin' it up a hill in a basket. The United States is big yet. I don't care what Benson or any of 'em says, the United States ain't played out.
Seems to me I remember smellin' sort of a scorchin' smell when I was lockin' up. Oh, say! I was mighty sorry to hear 'bout Cap'n Baxter bein' took sick. The old man was dreadful down on liquor, but I laid that to his religion and never had no hard feelin's against him. How's he gittin' along?" Captain Eri brusquely replied that his friend was "'bout the same," and asked if Mr.
Arline came up, her arms full of white satin, white lace, white cambric, and the toes of two white satin slippers showing just above the top of her apron pockets. She walked briskly in and deposited her burden upon the bed. "My! them's the nicest smellin' things I ever had a hold of," she observed. "And still they don't seem to smell, either. Must be a dandy perfumery you've got.
'I'm only a mildewed buntin'-tosser, 'e says: 'but speakin' for my mess, I do hope, 'e says, 'you ain't goin' to boil your Portugee friend's boots along o' that pork you're smellin' so gay! "'Boots! Boots! Boots! says Retallick, an' he run round like a earwig in a alder-stalk. 'Boots in the galley, 'e says. 'Cook's mate, cast out an' abolish this cutter-cuddlin' aborigine's boots!"
He laughed feebly, and the onlookers transferred their attention to him. "Y' see, it was sort o' laffable you comin' along buyin' winter stores in August, an' us jest guessin' what guy the sheriff would be chasin' in the hills. He won't be smellin' around the fort now?" He grinned amiably into the dark face. But deep in his wicked eyes was an assurance which Buck promptly read.
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