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He is very pleased at the provisions, for they are a change to his usual diet. "I do not know how to thank you, Monsieur Bombarnac," he says to me. "If you do not know, friend Kinko," I reply, "do not do it; that is very simple." "How long do we stop at ?" "Two hours." "And when shall we be at the frontier?" "To-morrow, about one in the afternoon." "And at Kachgar?"

"Thank you, sir," I answered, much obliged for his courtesy and information; although, I confess, I wondered where the "house" was of which he spoke, there being nothing like even a cottage on the deck, which with everything connected with it was utterly strange to me.

She explained at length and said, "No, take them away; you've made me feel ever so much better, but I'll have eggs instead, thank you." I went off grumbling, "How on earth was I to know anyway they kept their tummies behind their ears!" That fish story went all over the hospital.

I also want to thank Congress for restoring some of the benefits to immigrants who are here legally and working hard. And I hope you will finish that job this year. We have to make it possible for all hard-working families to meet their most important responsibilities. Two years ago, we helped guarantee that Americans can keep their health insurance when they changed jobs.

"I understand she's a little mite hard of hearin'," replied Mr. Bangs, with dignity; "but that ain't any drawback, the way I look at it. Fact is, I'd call it an advantage, but you folks seem to be hard to please. I ruther imagined you'd thank me for gettin' her, but I s'pose that was too much to expect. All right, pitch her out! Don't mind MY feelin's! Poor homeless critter comin' to "

"We call him 'Boots' for short; a sort of a last name." Amy chuckled gleefully. "What's the joke?" asked Clint. "Didn't you get it? Last name; see? 'Boots' last!" "Oh!" "Thank you! I was afraid I'd have to explain it for you in a foot-note." "What's he do? Coach the second?" "He do. And he's a mighty nice chap, 'Boots' is. The fellows were quite crazy about him last year. He did good work, too.

"If the current carries them against the fleet," whispered the peasant, "they'll strike against the bows and they'll be smashed into splinters." "Keep quiet!" "They'll drown!" "You'll get a boat, and overtake them." "That's it! Thank you. What then? They're after all human beings. And we'll be held responsible for them."

"There," she said soothingly, as he sank in a limp heap in the seat she had cleared for him, "you are safe now, and you will soon get over the fright." "Thank you!" he murmured, but seemed incapable of further speech, and sat silent while they dragged up the bridge of oars, which had sunk out of sight.

But I am no more to be deemed a snuff-taker because I carry a snuff-box when travelling, and keep one at hand for occasional use, than I am to be reckoned a casuist or a pupil of the Jesuits because the "Moral Philosophy" of Escobar and the "Spiritual Exercises" of St. Ignatius Loyola are on my shelves. Thank Heaven, I bear about with me no habits which I cannot lay aside as easily as my clothes.

"Oh, no, thank you, doctor, I'll just take a taxi. I couldn't think of troubling you." "It is no trouble," he returned firmly and in a manner that brooked no dispute. "I should prefer to see you safely to your destination. In any case, I am going that way myself."