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Updated: May 17, 2025
Take a human heart or two, assorted; a bundle of human passions there are not many of them, half a dozen at the most; season with a mixture of good and evil; flavour the whole with the sauce of death, and serve up where and when you will. "The Saint's Cell," "The Haunted Keep," "The Dungeon Grave," "The Lover's Leap" call it what you will, the stew's the same.
Then he retired to the background and the cowboys commenced their meal. Long Jim winked at the others as he picked up a biscuit. "Cookie, you're no good," he called out. "The stew's rotten. Here, take this!" He flicked the biscuit, which caught the cook on the side of the head. For a moment the man started. With his hand upon his temple he flashed a look of hatred towards his assailant.
"Nothing personal in that, I hope," laughed Frank, "because most of it came to us." "I like mine inside," put in Billy, as he gingerly removed a piece of meat from his ear. "As an outside decoration I'm dead against stew." "Well, cheer up, fellows," remarked Frank. "The stew's past praying for, but there's a lot of other things.
'Drink or no, that's the trick o' brewery, he added. They assented. They began praising him, too, like meek creatures. 'What John says is worth listening to, Mary. You may be over-careful. A stew's a stew, and not a boiling to shreds, and you want a steady fire, and not a furnace. 'Oh, I quite agree with John, Martha: we must take the good and the evil in a world like this.
'Drink or no, that's the trick o' brewery, he added. They assented. They began praising him, too, like meek creatures. 'What John says is worth listening to, Mary. You may be over-careful. A stew's a stew, and not a boiling to shreds, and you want a steady fire, and not a furnace. 'Oh, I quite agree with John, Martha: we must take the good and the evil in a world like this.
He said he should have a glass of whisky and a pipe, and fix things up for the night. We were to shout when we returned, and he would row over from the island and fetch us. "Don't go to sleep, old man," we said as we started. "Not much fear of that while this stew's on," he grunted, as he pulled back to the island. Henley was getting ready for the regatta, and was full of bustle.
"Extend the time," said Hetty. "This is a big town. Think of how many girls he might have to see soaked in water with their hair down before he would recognize you. The stew's getting on fine but oh, for an onion! I'd even use a piece of garlic if I had it."
"The stew's awful good," said Paul, putting away a large quantity. "'Very, not 'awful, and don't hold your fork like that," corrected Marise, half-heartedly, thinking that she herself did not like the insipid phrase "very good" nor did she consider the way a fork was held so very essential to salvation.
Sure," she added, a pathetic smile lighting her brown eyes, "I guess the stew's pretty good to any hungry folks, and Maimie's just the dandiest cook anywhere around." She paused. Bud stood yearning for five minutes of unrestrained blasphemy as he read the understanding lying behind her words. "I don't guess it's the food worrying, or Maimie's cooking," Nan went on, almost at once.
Keep on your back, you big goose! You mustn't move about, otherwise it'll be a fortnight before you'll be able to stand on your legs. Your stew's very good. Madame will eat some with me, won't you, Madame?" The midwife declined; but she was willing to accept a glass of wine, because it had upset her, said she to find the poor woman with the baby on the mat.
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