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"But he's terribly rich, and he's an only son. He'll inherit everything. Is he nice-looking?" "Um-m yes." "You shouldn't antagonize a man like him, my dear. He's single, at least; and naturally he's impulsive, like all those young millionaires. They have so many girls to choose from, you know. Young Powell, who married Norma Gale, was the same sort.
"You were doing well up the river, and you were happy. Here you spend your money; you gamble, you drink the town is spoiling you just as it is spoiling the others." "Um-m! Mebbe so," the man confessed. "Never I felt lak I do lately. If I don' come in town to-day I swell up an' bus'. I'm full of t'ing' I can't say." "Go to work somewhere." "For wages? Me?" Doret shook his head positively.
You just want Petunia and me for company, same as we want you. Isn't that it, truly?" "Um-m. Well, I shouldn't wonder. You can tell her that, if you want to; I'd just as soon." The young lady still hesitated. "No-o," she said, "because she'd think perhaps you didn't really want me, but was too polite to say so. If you asked her yourself, though, I think she'd let me come."
"Where did you say the old man lived?" I asked. "I didn't say. But I'll write it down for you. It's a scene-painting loft over by the river." She scribbled on a slip of paper, "J. Lecompte, 5 East India Place." "Thank you," I said. "Um-m. You can't fool me," said she. "You're in the show business!" This was a thrust of her curiosity, but I merely bowed and left her.
And this old wreck is no bird." "So you really wanted to be a pilot, Martins?" "I sure did, sir." "Um-m. That's why I said you were a very lucky young man. I know the names of a lot of young fellows who wanted to become pilots and did. But they've gone West now and their names are on wooden crosses. Hoe your own row, Martins, and thank the Lord for small favors."
"Um-m. Be kind of slim livin', won't it? You've been writin' poetry for about a year and a half, as I recollect, and so far you've made ten dollars." "That's all right. If I don't make it I may starve, as you are always saying that writers do. But, starve or not, I shan't ask YOU to take care of me." "I've taken care of you for three years or so." "Yes.
He looked over huge spectacles at Ken's card and then spoke in a dry, quavering voice. "Um-m. Sit down, Mr. Ward." Ken found his breath and strangely lost his fear and trembling. The doctor dryly asked him why he thought he knew more than the other students, who were satisfied to wait months longer before examination.
Ed acknowledged his wife's entrance with a careless nod, but did not trouble to remove his hands from his pockets. As he seated himself heavily at the table and with unsteady fingers shook the folds from his napkin, he said: "You stayed longer than you intended. Um-m you were gone three days, weren't you?"
Slater's gloomy eyes were fixed upon her with a look of vague apprehension. "Is it a symptom?" "Certainly! Pepsin-poisoning, it's called. This fellow I told you about was a charming man, and since we had all tried so hard to save him, we felt terribly at the end." "Then he died?" "Um-m! Yes and no. Remind me to tell you the story sometime Here comes Dan, in a great hurry."
Outside, Fraser said: "This cannery guy has certainly buffaloed these savages. He must be a slave- driver." Then as they filled their pipes, he added: "She was plumb scared to death of him, wasn't she?" "Think so?" listlessly. "Sure. Didn't she show it?" "Um-m, I suppose so."
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