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The dice rattled merrily, and there came from the players little splutters of laughter and deep guttural, German oaths. At the room's far end, by the curtains that masked the door of the chamber where Farnese sat at dinner, stood an usher in black velvet, staff in hand, who took no more interest in us than did the Swiss.
There he splutters about, makes an ass of himself in various ways, and either hammers out some plan for getting at his job by many bitter failures, or subsides into the kind of man who sits in the mess-room with his feet on the stove, reading novels and smoking cigarettes either learns to swim after a fashion or drowns unlamented.
Delightful souvenir of my lively youth! My pen splutters, my paper seems to blush to the color of that used by the orange-sellers. I believe I have said too much. I learned some time afterward that my friend De K. was about to be married, and, singularly enough, was going to wed this beautiful creature with whom I was so well acquainted. "A charming woman!" I exclaimed one day.
Whereupon, saying, "Odds splutters hur nails, hur can do that trick hurself," the monster took the knife, and ripping open his belly, fell down dead.
So with excursions and alarums eastward by Poltava of glorious memory to the new "Glory of Catharine," her city of Ekaterinoslaff; and last of all through undulating steppes to the gorgeous palace piled upon the sand at Inkerman, where after banquetings a curtain falls away, and behold the pasteboard fortifications of Sebastopol! where a green-wood squadron anchored beneath them splutters forth its husky artillery.
The former gesticulates, splutters out a perfect torrent of alternately shrill, guttural, and intoned Gaelic; he shrugs his shoulders, he throws his arms about, he thrills with vivacity. The Teuton expresses quiet, sententious canniness in every gesture and every utterance; he is a cold-blooded man and keeps his breath to cool his porridge.
"Precisely what he wanted to know. He said it rather as if he owned the place. So I explained in words of one syllable that I went there to pick edelweiss from the fire escapes. Jinny, dear, you don't know how hard it is to crowd 'edelweiss' into one syllable until you've tried. It splutters." "So do you," said the indignant Mrs. Willard. "You do worse; you gibber.
In this ca¤on the rocky walls tower like gigantic battlements, grim and gloomy on either side, and the seething, boiling waters of the Humboldt that for once awakens from its characteristic lethargy, and madly plunges and splutters over a bed of jagged rocks which seem to have been tossed into its channel by some Herculean hand fill this mighty "rift" in the mountains with a never-ending roar.
After breakfast he invited me back to the bathroom; there was no run on it then. 'It's quiet, he said. Then after many gasps and splutters he enlightened me. His nails were turning color, he told me. 'Anyone would think I had Kaffir blood in me, he said. Also his skin was giving him grave cause for solicitude. I did not resist the temptation to take him rather seriously.
That man tells me your folks live 'way down in little old Hencoop Alley, where there are no sidewalks, and the goats eat off the table with you. "That kid was almost crying now. ''Taint so, he splutters. 'He he don't know what he's talking about. We live on Poplar Av'noo. I don't 'sociate with goats. What's the matter with you? "'Poplar Avenue, says I, sarcastic. 'Poplar Avenue!
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