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"No always had to work." "What about your evenings? Have to work nights?" "No." "Had a pretty good time, didn't you?" "Oh, yes." "Out with the fellows and the girls about every night?" "Yes." "Wore good clothes, smoked good cigars, hired livery rigs, took in good shows, lived pretty well, shook dice a little, risked a few dollars on the ponies now and then?" "Oh, yes; I was no tight-wad."
I read about it in one of them history books you lent me. He was a tight-wad old gink, he was. Are you goin' to give these guys as much every meal, ma'am?" "I mean to, of course," declared Mrs. Barnes. "Nobody shall starve at my table. And please, Imogene, don't call people ginks and guys. That ain't nice talk for a young woman." Imogene apologized and promised to be more careful.
I feel as if I ought to do a little something for you both." Gurgling with delight he smote his fat palms together. "I just tell you what," he resumed, "no one yet ever called Georgie Calendar a tight-wad. I just believe I'm going to make you kids a handsome wedding present.... The good Lord knows there's enough of this for a fellow to be a little generous and never miss it!"
"Who's that from?" asked Helen, coming up in time to hear the message. "From the celebrated surgeon a friend of Dr. Wertz," said Joe. "I hired him to operate on Benny Turton to save him from becoming deaf and dumb. It took a lot of money, but I'm glad I had it saved. And that's why I had to pose as a 'tight-wad, fellows." Joe's voice faltered, but there was a happy look on his face.
But Joe was not going to waste his money on even an ordinary supper for the crowd. "But I sure do hate to be called a tight-wad," he mused, "especially when I don't deserve it." However, he seemed to have acquired that reputation unwittingly.
And to think I had to waste a perfectly good pot of coffee on that timber-robber's head. He's a skin and a tight-wad, and I'll bet my month's wage that he robs the birds of their eggs to save the price of keepin' a hen of his own." "Please! Please," begged Grace laughingly. "Which one of the pair do you mean?" "Both of 'em. They ain't here for no good.
He could not help hearing what they said, as they were in their dressing room, while he was in his, putting on the red, scaly suit which he wore in the tank. "Will he do it?" asked Sid of Tonzo. "No. He claims he can't afford it." "And getting nearly twice as much as we do! Say, he must be a regular tight-wad!" "That's what he is," said Tonzo bitterly. "Afraid to spend his money!"
He assured her royally that he had been pleased by her work; that he would be glad to give her "the best kind of a recommend and if the situation loosens up again, I'd be tickled to death to have you drop in and see me. Just between us, I think the owner will regret this tight-wad policy." But Mr.
After he proposed I broke down, as per schedule, and confessed that I had deceived him to the extent that I was already married. Married to a man I didn't love, and who didn't love me, but who was a tight-wad and who wouldn't let me go unless he saw a lot of money in it for him. And I gave Dick all the rest of the story, just as we had doped it out." "Great work, Maggie! How did he take it?"
He chuckled up another laugh, an sez, "If you had a good job here would you be apt to settle?" "Settle?" sez I. "You needn't worry much about that; I'm no tight-wad. When it comes my turn to settle I generally fish up a handful an' say, 'Here, take it out o' that an' keep the change."
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