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"He's not on the ship's books, so I can't see how it can be mutiny." "No," rejoined Short. "Mein Got he is not a tog, he is te tyfel," observed Jansen. "Who knows how he came into the cutter?" "There's a queer story about that," said one of the men. Tum tum, tumty tum said the fiddle of Jemmy Ducks, as if it took part in the conference.
Bullsom remarked, with scorn. "A young fellow like Brooks would tog himself out for dinner all right even if we were alone, as long as there were ladies there. And as for the dinner, you don't suppose I'm such a mug as to leave that to Ann. I shall go to the Queen's Hotel, and have 'em send a cook and waiters, and run the whole show. Don't know that I shan't send to London. You get the people!
'Well, I'm not so sure of tat, says he, 'for I 'fe pecked all teir partons. 'And tid tey gif tem to you, you tog? says herself. 'Well, I'm not sure, says he; 'anyhow, I'm not tamned fery much yet. 'She'll pe much sorry to hear it, says herself. And she took care aalways to pe calling him some paad name, so tat he shouldn't say she 'll be forgifing him, whatever ta rest of tem might be toing.
Dey vill preak dare little necks. Joost see how dey run! But de tog is de pest runner of dem poys, egsept de vootchuck." Mr. Hamburger did not run. Nobody had ever seen him do any such thing as that. But he walked on across the pasture-lot, toward the deep ravine that cut through the side of the hill to the valley.
"I don't think it was very much like my fright," remarked Lulu, in disgust; "it couldn't have been half so bad." "Vell, maype not; but dat Nero ish a goot, kind tog; he bide dramps, but nefer dose nice leetle girl. Dis ish de great day when dose nice old lady pees von huntred years old. What you dinks? a fery long dime to live?" "Yes; very long," returned Lulu, emphatically.
"Vootchuck! Dat's it! Ant so you puts a tog into mein stone-heap, and you steps onto mein grass, ant you knock ober all mein beautiful mullein-stalks and mein thistles and mein scoke-veeds!" Puff! puff! came the great clouds of smoke from the grim lips of the old German, but it struck Cole Thomas that Mr. Hamburger himself was on the watch for that woodchuck.
Neither of them spoke a word for some time, but watched the body, as it lay motionless, doubled up, with the fore and hind feet meeting each other, and the one eye closed. "Well, I've a notion that he is done for, anyhow," said Smallbones, "at last." "Mein Gott, yes!" replied the corporal. "He never get on his legs again, be he tog or be he tyfel."
Both girls, flushed and rather uneasy looking, were now eyeing the two ill-at-ease young first classmen. "No; we haven't invited anyone else. But there's something to be explained," replied Dick lamely. "Greg, you explain, won't you? And you'll all excuse me, won't you, while I hurry away to tog for dress parade?"
Jansen took out his snickerree, looked at Short, and made a motion with the knife, as if passing it across the dog's throat. "No," replied Short. "Let's launch him overboard at night," said one of the men. "But how is one to get the brute out of the cabin?" said Cobb; "if it's done at all it must be done by day." Short nodded his head. "A tog is a tog," observed Jansen.
"Daddy!" cried Malcolm, "ye wadna kill twa Glenlyons in ae day wad ye?" "She would, my son Malcolm! fifty of ta poars in one preath! Tey are ta children of wrath, and tey haf to pe testructiont." "For an auld man ye hae killed enew for ae nicht," said Malcolm, and gently took the knife from his trembling hand. "Ye maun come hame the noo." "Is ta tog tead then?" asked Duncan eagerly.
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