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Updated: June 1, 2025
There were no women anywhere; but if Sonny Sahib had possessed the ears or the eyes of the country, he might have heard many swishings and patterings and whisperings behind curtained doors, and have seen many fingers on the curtains' edge and eyes at the barred windows as he went by.
"All right, fellows," I cried, "laugh all you want and I'll leave you a legging each as a legacy when I die." "Say, sonny, you're all right!" he exclaimed. Good humour returned all round. "We're from No. 2 Camp at Cromer Bay and we want a bunch of stuff." "Where is your list and I'll try to fill it?" I inquired. The Swede handed over a long order, badly scrawled on the back of a paper bag.
The vast majority of them had been volunteers in the beginning and perhaps this feeling of comradeship made them fight all the better. North and South were alike in it. "Which way, sonny?" called a voice from a group. "You don't find the fighting down there. It's back toward Vicksburg." Dick nodded and smiled. "Maybe he's out walking for exercise. These officers ride too much."
"Well, if this is all you can offer, I'll try the boy. Your name, sonny." "Christopher Burton." "Christopher Mark Antony Burton, fourth," interrupted his father in an aggrieved tone. "Does all that belong to you?" asked the inspector, his eyes fixed on the lad's face with hawk-like scrutiny. "I'm afraid it does." "Afraid, Christopher!" Mr. Burton ejaculated. "Afraid!
He was tired of making patterns in the dust with marigolds for one thing. He wanted to pretend. It was his birthright to pretend, in a large active way, and he couldn't carry it out. The other boys didn't care about making believe soldiers, and running and hiding and shouting and beating Sonny Sahib's tom-tom, which made a splendid drum.
Well, Sonny, as soon as we're in London I'll take you to see her. But remember this: don't breathe a word of it to anyone. Keep a tight mouth. That's what a business man has always got to learn." "Why?" "Because silence in the right place means big money." Olaf reflected over the new problem for some time. "Dad," he said presently, "I'd like her to like me very much.
Jake arose without fuss or preliminary, and pushed a brotherly arm round the bent shoulders. "Guess you've never been that, sonny," he said very kindly. "But you take an old man's advice and go a bit slow! She'll think all the better of you for it." "She'll never look at me," muttered Bunny, gripping the hand that pressed his shoulder without raising his eyes. "Ho, won't she?" said Jake.
Then, through a cloud of smoke, he spoke. "Crowther, I made you a promise yesterday." "You did," said Crowther gravely. Piers threw him a quick look. "Oh, you needn't be afraid," he said. "I'm not going to cry off. It's not my way. But I want you to make me a promise in return." "What is it, sonny?" There was just a hint of anxiety in Crowther's tone.
'That was an offence. Tooni struck her forehead with her hand. 'Your Highness is my father and my mother! she sobbed, 'I could not leave it to the jackals. 'You are a wretched Mussulman, the daughter of cow-killers, and you may have known no better 'Your Highness! remarked Sonny Sahib, with respectful indignation, 'Adam had two sons, one was buried and one was burned
"We’ll camp here ... in that shade." His gesture indicated some point beyond Drew’s range of vision. "They’re gonna be sniffin’ ’long right behind us," the sergeant said dubiously. "You’re forgettin’ we’ve got us sonny boy here!" Shannon loomed over Drew. "He’ll buy us out." "Maybe from Rennie—not from them Yankee troopers."
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