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Halle, the pianist, once asserted that he proved Chopin to be playing four-four instead of three-four measure in a mazurka. Chopin laughingly admitted that it was a national trait. Halle was bewildered when he first heard Chopin play, for he did not believe such music could be represented by musical signs. Still he holds that this style has been woefully exaggerated by pupils and imitators.
"I thought," Trigger suggested, "I was one of the gang." "I've got special instructions on the matter," Mihul said. "Anyway, Whatzzit shows up. You have your interview. After that we do whatever Whatzzit says we're to do. As you know." Trigger nodded. "Meanwhile," said Mihul, "we're here. Very pleasant place to spend three-four days in my opinion, and I think, in yours."
"Three-four licks on the oars up theh, and down yeah yo' save pullin' yo' livin' daylights out, to keep from goin' onto a sandbar or into a dryin'-up chute." "How's that?" Rasba cocked his ear. "Say hit oveh slow!" "Why, if yo's into the set of the current up theh, hit ain't strong; yo' jes' give two-three licks an' yo' send out clear.
They kep' travelin'. If you ask me, they're movin' yet, and they've got our broncs with 'em." This had already occurred to Dave as a possibility. "Any proof?" he asked quietly. "A-plenty. I been ridin' on the point all day. Three-four times we cut trail of five horses. Two of the five are bein' ridden. My Four-Bits hoss has got a broken front hoof. So has one of the five."
There's enough laid away in camphire, of them that's gone, to fit out three-four old ladies' homes." "It'll be like the resurrection," said Ellen Bayliss, with that little breathless catch in her voice. "What you mean by that, Ellen?" asked Martha gently. "I know what she means," said Isabel, while Ellen, the blood running into her cheeks, looked helplessly as if she wished she had not spoken.
"Two-four," said Meyerbeer, after de Lenz played it. "Three- four," answered Chopin, flushing angrily. "Let me have it for a ballet in my new opera and I'll show you," retorted Meyerbeer. "It's three-four," scolded Chopin, and played it himself. De Lenz says they parted coolly, each holding to his opinion. Later, in St. Petersburg, Meyerbeer met this gossip and told him that he loved Chopin.
He calls to me ve can't make it dat vay, ve don't make three-four yards a minute. Den I calls for him to let go, for I ban tanking he safe his life anyvay, svimmin' ashore vhere ve had our camp close by. Und vhat you tank he do, ma'am? He yell to me not be tam fool, dat vhat he do!
"He's got some money." Uncle William nodded toward the cliff. Andy looked. "He's poor as poverty. He's said so times enough." Uncle William smiled. "He's had luck quite a run o' luck. He's been sellin' picters three-four on 'em." "What's picters!" said Andrew, scornfully. He scrambled on to the wharf with a backward glance at the Andrew Halloran. "You won't buy no boat off o' picters, Willum.
You got you Shiloh, Drew, an’ you said you made a foal deal with th’ Old Man. Git some more good-lookin’ an’ actin’ wild ones an’ you’re in business—runnin’ your Spur R brand. Three-four years, an’ th’ luck a man has always got to hope for, an’ you’ve more’n jus’ a stake—you’ve got roots an’ a spread!" "We have," Drew corrected. "Why’d you suppose I wanted that foal deal?
He's hotter than a wet wolf 'cause you didn't turn up here on time." "I ain't afraid of Jack." "'Course you ain't. But you know how Jack is. Even if it don't come to a showdown, there'll be words passed. And I don't wanna run any risk of you quitting the outfit. Every man is needed. You be sensible and stick here with McFluke three-four days like I say, and after that c'mon in to Farewell.
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