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"Say," said Terwilliger, "haven't you been chumming with an Italian ghost named Shylock over on the other shore?" "Shylock!" said the ghost. "No, h'I've never 'eard the naime. Perhaps 'e's stoppin' at the hother place." "Very likely," said Terwilliger. "He is an eminent saint alongside of you. But I say now, Mrs.
"I'm as good a man as any baron that ever lived," he said; "and if it pleases Hankinson J. Terwilliger to live in a baronial hall, a baronial hall is where Hankinson J. Terwilliger puts up." "We certainly have none of the feeling which your words seem to attribute to us, my dear sir," the agent had answered.
"My dear young woman, even the nobility are prey to climatic rigours; they are obliged, like the wretched low-born such as ourselves, to wear pardon me undergarments. Again, I understand from Mrs. Cadwallader here that the article in question was satisfactory and fit red, I believe you say, Mrs. Terwilliger?" "Awful red!" replied his mother "and they call their parlour a saloon."
And then the earl turned on his heel and sought out the fair Ariadne, while Terwilliger, excusing himself, left the assemblage, and went directly to his private office in the crypt of the Greek chapel. "If the Earl of Mugley will call at the private office of Mr. H. Judson Terwilliger at once, he will not only greatly oblige Mr.
When she found out her mistake, she apologized, and left." "What did she have on?" asked Mrs. Terwilliger, with a sigh of relief. He had dropped off into a profound slumber. For the next two weeks Terwilliger lived in a state of preoccupation that worried his wife and daughters to a very considerable extent.
I hesitate to place on record what Terwilliger said in answer to this statement. It was forcible rather than polite, and the earl from that moment adopted a new simile for degrees of profanity, substituting "to swear like an American" for the old forms having to do with pirates and troopers.
"H'I'm simply the shide of a poor abused cook which is hafter revenge." "Ah!" ejaculated Terwilliger, raising his eyebrows, "this is getting interesting. You're a spook with a grievance, eh? Against me? I've never wronged a ghost that I know of." "No, h'I've no 'ard feelinks against you, sir," answered the ghost. "Hin fact h'I don't know nothink about you.
H. Judson Terwilliger, but may also hear of something to his advantage." The card written, Terwilliger summoned an attendant, ordered a quantity of liqueurs, whiskey, sherry, port, and lemon squash for two to be brought to the office, and then sent his communication to the earl.
Mrs. Terwilliger did not hear the shrieks, owing to a lately acquired habit of hearing nothing that proceeded from below stairs. The first impulse of Terwilliger pere was to dive down under the bedclothes, and endeavor to drown the fearful sound by his own labored breathing, but he never yielded to first impulses.
"What was the amount of your wages due at the time of your discharge?" asked Hankinson. "H'I was gettin' ten pounds a month," returned the spectre. "Geewhittaker!" cried Terwilliger, "you must have been an all-fired fine cook." "H'I was," assented the ghost, with a proud smile.
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