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Veil, vot vith your qviet, innocent looks and vays, and vot vith me a-adding two and two together and werry carefully making 'em three, my case is spiled won't come off, can't come off, mustn't come off!" "What in the world do you mean?" "Mean, sir? I mean as, if Number Vun is the murderer, and Number Two is the accessory afore the fact, then Number Three the unfort'nate wictim is vait a bit!"
They said they'd come and give me a hundred dollars in the morning, but I don't think they'll do it." "Py chimanatics! Vait a minute." Hans ran outside and waved his lantern. "Come here!" he bawled. "Come here, kvick, eferybody!" His cry summoned the others, and they quickly gathered at the stable and released the captain.
"Yes," said the owner of the spectacles, at length. "You vait. I vill enguire." He left his pigeon-hole unshuttered, and to Lucas, while he waited, it seemed that several men came to it and glanced at him forbiddingly. None spoke; they just looked as though in righteous indignation at his presence, with seventy-five cents in his pocket, in that high temple of finance.
“Oh, don’t let him murder me!” sobbed the lady. “Haf cheer, fairest; he shall not vile I am viz you! Gott in himmel, ze rascal! Parbleu und blood! Goddam! Vait till I catch him, hell and blitzen! Haf courage, dear!” “Oh dear, oh dear!” wailed the lady. “I shall never do it again!”
Si, señor, I vait for you for de dance, sure." She turned eagerly to Miss Norvell. "You go vis him, señorita; he ver' good man, I, Mercedes, know." The American looked at them both, her eyes slightly smiling in understanding. "Yes," she assented quietly, "I believe he is."
He snatched him from his seat and hurled him at the door, where he fell in a heap. Klusky arose, and, although his eyes snapped wildly and he trembled, he spoke insidiously, with oily modulation. "Vait a meenute, Meestaire Captain, vait a meenute. I didn't say I vouldn't go. Oi! Oi! Vat a man! Shoor I'll go. Coitenly! You have been good to me and they have been devils. I hope they die."
Tat's teh 'shteam prate'. I to-undt know for vot effrapotty puys tat prate annahow! Ovver you yoost vait dtill you see mine prate!" "Mr. Bison," said Narcisse, "Mr. Bison," he had been trying to stop him and get in a word of his own, but could not, "I don't know if you Mr. Mr. Bison, in fact, you din unde'stood me.
Maybe I not such good voman like you tink me; maybe I cross, scold, get qvick mad; maybe I no like live widout de stage, de lights, de dance, an' de fun, hey? Vat you do den? You be ver' sorry you marry. I no like dat, no, no. I want de man to lofe me always nevah to vish he not marry me. You not know me yet; I not know you. Maybe ve vait, ve know."
"It has not appeared yet," Herr Stohwasser confessed; "it takes a long time to get an imbortant choke like that out in brint. But I vait I write to ze editor every week and I vait." "Why don't you put it in your Grammar?" suggested Tipping. If I haf time, some day I will make anozer liddle choke to aggompany, begause I vant my Crammar to be a goot Crammar, you understandt. And now to our Tell.
"Aye har yu!" roared Ole, coming through a chicken yard. "Aye har yu, you leetle Baked Pies! Aye gat yu purty soon. Yust vait." We didn't wait. We put on a little more gasoline and started for the frat house. We didn't have to whistle any more. Ole was right behind us.
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