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"W'y, kid, you talk's if you never bin in the p'fession. How ole does Miss Le Fay look? Nineteen, tha's all. But with a great big boy like you taggin' on W'y, say, you'd queer her with them English managers right off. You don' wanna do that now, Freddy?" "No, but I " "I knew you'd take it sensible. You always bin a lot of help to Florette." "Did she tell you, Bert?" "Sure!" "A' right. I'll stay.
"Ah, you talk's though we were paupers. Ain't we got five thousand dollars?" Trina flushed on the instant, even to the lobes of her tiny pale ears, and put her lips together. "Now, Mac, you know I don't want you should talk like that. That money's never, never to be touched." "And you've been savun up a good deal, besides," went on McTeague, exasperated at Trina's persistent economies.
But it don't do to talk too much. Talk's easy talk is." "I'll do more than talk," responded Conroy. "You'll see!" Slade nodded. "Right, then; we'll see," he said, and returned to his breakfast. His bunk was an upper one, lighted and aired by a brass-framed port- hole.
If the penny with the image and superscription of Caesar has to be paid to Caesar, where has a face and figure like that of Amy Amber to be paid?" Vavasor did not reply: Mr. Raymount's utterance may perhaps seem obscure to a better thinker. He concluded merely that his host was talking for talk's sake, so talking rubbish. The girl came in again, and the conversation dropped. Mr.
"Huh! Talk's cheap. Nobody sent silk-dressed young ones to the Lane to be took care of, Glory Beck. I don't care, though. Keep her, if ye want to," returned the offended questioner. "Sure I shall," laughed Glory, gaily. "But needn't get mad, Nancy Smith. Maybe you can get one, too. She's my 'Guardian Angel' an' her name's 'Bonny'; she said so.
She caught at the narration of her maid Lutwyche, prolonging her hair-combing for talk's sake. Lutwyche had the peculiarity of always accommodating her pronunciation to the class she was speaking with, elaborating it for the benefit of those socially above her. So her inquiry how the gentleman was getting on was accounted for by her having seen him from the guardian.
"Wagh! that talk's all very well, but what do we know of you or yer cargo?" "Vaya! A bird in the hand's worth two in the bush." "He's a trader. Who's goin' to take his word?" "Rot his cargo! Scalps or cash, cash or scalps! that's this niggur's advice; an' if ye don't take it, boys, ye may leave it! but it's all the pay ye'll ever crook yer claws on."
Those rays go right through anything less dense without measurable refraction. But I see Rovol's giving me a nasty look. He's my boss on this job, and I imagine this kind of talk's barred during the period of relaxation, as being work. That so, chief?" "You know that it is barred, you incorrigible young cub!" answered Rovol, with a smile.
"I No, nothing." Her courage had failed her, and she moved toward the door. "Mattie!" She stopped. "Jest a minute," said Scattergood. "Never walk off with suthin' on your mind. Apt to give ye mental cramps. What was that there tack hammer an excuse for comin' here fer?" "Is it true that he's coming back, like the talk's goin' around?" "I calc'late ye mean Mavin. Mean Mavin Newton?"
Franklin was the first to bring the talk back to the talk's proper purpose. He took an envelope out of his pocket, opened it, and handed to me the paper inside. "Betteredge," he said, "we must face the question of the Colonel's motive in leaving this legacy to his niece, for my aunt's sake.
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