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Fifteen months at fifty pounds let them as can reckon tot it up for theirselves. That's his first swindle and there's others, sir! Oh, there's more behind. That man's just a stinkin' hotbed o' crime. But this 'ere slave-owning is enough to settle his hash, I take it." "Let us have these men here we will hear what they have to say," said Oscard in the same dull tone that frightened Victor Durnovo.
Hae ye no idea aboot it, than, Betty? For what he eats is awfu'. An' I think whiles he jist gangs up the stair to eat at 's ain wull. 'That jumps wi' my ain observations, Betty. Do ye think he micht hae a rabbit, or maybe a pair o' them, in some boxie i' the garret, noo? 'And what for no, gin he had, mem? 'What for no? Nesty stinkin' things! But that's no the pint.
The past, however, brought no guidance. "Lord, what's the thing to do about this? If I had any home This is a stinkin' world in some respects," said Mr. McLean, aloud, unknowingly. The lady in the chair beneath which the cow-puncher had his legs nudged her husband. They took it for emotion over the sad fortune of Captain Grant, and their backs shook.
There is Columbus and Peary and Stanley and Amundsen, all av thim gr-reat min, but whin you come to compare thim with our hero, phwat have they done? "Look at Columbus. What is his claim to glory? Did Columbus iver swim out into th' stinkin' Sargasso and come back with a good dinner for his star-r-vin' min? Histh'ry does not say so. He discovered America, Columbus did. What is America?
But the average man on the Clyde, like the average man in ither places, hates just three things, and that's the Germans, the profiteers, as they call them, and the Irish. But he hates the Germans first. 'The Irish! I exclaimed in astonishment. 'Ay, the Irish, cried the last of the old Border radicals. 'Glasgow's stinkin' nowadays with two things, money and Irish.
And good childer they was, and would never have turned me out as their sons have had the stinkin' impidence to do. But now, souls, tell me all about yourselves, for I be a terr'ble perusin' man and I like to ponder on the doings of my fellow-creatures. Did you mention the name of a parson, over by yon honeysuckle hedge?"
You never thought of that sister of hers whose heart you've broke, nor of the old woman who nursed her like a mother. You thought of nobody but your stinkin' self. You're not a man! You're a cur! a dog! Don't move! Keep away from me, I tell ye, or I may lose hold of myself." Bart was stretching out his hands now as if in supplication.
"Oi been in Detroit; goin' back there to git in the automoebile business soon as Oi clane up a few more bonuses. Europe's dead an stinkin', Yank. Ain't no place for a young fellow. It's dead an stinkin', that's what it is." "It's pleasanter to live here than in America.... Say, d'you often get held up that way?" "Ain't happened to me before, but it has to pals o' moine." "Who d'you think it was?
To think o' thar bein' sech a sweet furtile place lyin' plum centre in the innermost recesses o' the Staked Plain, whar we purairey men allers believed thar wun't nothin' 'ceptin' dry desert an' stinkin' sage-bush.
'Primerrily, in search of any or either or both armies; seconderrily, of course, in search of our brigadier-uncle. Not finding him on the road, we ran about the grass looking for him. This took us to a great many places in a short time. Ow 'eavenly that lilac did smell on top of that first Down stinkin' its blossomin' little heart out! 'I 'adn't leesure to notice, said Mr. Leggatt.
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