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"Gad's life, Mr. Carvel, I'm deuced sorry this should have happened. Will you come with me?" "Exguse me, your honour!" cried the other visitor. "Now, what the plague, Aaron!" says he; "you wear out the stairs. Come to-morrow, or the day after." "Ay, 'tis always 'to-morrow' with you fine gentlemen. But I vill bring the bailiffs, so help me "
Then turning to Bob and I, who were sitting on each side of him, and Rollo, who stuck close to him, as if under the idea that having saved him he was now his property "And much thanks to you, little Englishmen, and your dogs I vill nevare forget, no nevare!" He couldn't speak English as well as French.
We need not say that Junkie declined obedience, neither would he listen to the silvery blandishments of Gertie. "Zee chile vas born shrieking, ant he vill die shrieking," growled Scholtz, who disliked Junkie.
It is to be noted next that a large proportion of the cultivated strips were not held in virgates or otherwise by the villagers at all, but were in the direct possession and cultivation of the lord of the manor. This land held directly by the lord of the manor and cultivated for him was called the "demesne," and frequently included one-half or even a larger proportion of all the land of the vill.
"I vill an Amerigan citizen begome," he cried, fretting and fuming and shuffling his feet as if to free his ankles from some invisible and mysterious grasp that would not let him get away from that spot. He made himself so warm that the top of his bullet head positively smoked.
Ven you shall make yet some moneys and go to Europe, you shall see. I VILL infite you dere first. Now coom and look der house around." I did NOT make "some moneys," but I DID go to Europe. Three years after this last interview with Rutli I was coming from Interlaken to Berne by rail.
Mademoiselle vould she do me de plaisir de honneur to dance one minuet?" "Oh, if she would but dance!" whispered some of the group of young ladies. "Excuse me, sir," said Miss Warwick. "Not a minuet? den a minuet de la cour, a cotillon, or contredanse, or reel; vatever mademoiselle please vill do us honneur."
"I vill crush the frog-eater as I do dis letter!" muttered Mr. Garlach, as he twisted the slip of paper into a shapeless mass and tossed it into the air. "Scoundrel!" hissed Mr. Socrat "Vile dog vat you iss!" came from Mr. Garlach. Then, unable to restrain their feelings any longer they rushed at each other.
"But vot goot vill it do to vait by Honnvell?" questioned Carl Humpendinck, a German boomer. "We'll not wait very long there," answered Pawnee Brown. So the word went around that the boomers would move in an hour. This was not actually true, but it was necessary to spread some report of this kind in order to make the slow ones hustle.
She read for the most part from the English now, but she always had the more familiar one at hand to explain any doubtful passage. "I vill do wat I can, Mr. Ames. I cannot read English good, so you must do de reading." She opened the book and pointed to the fourth verse of the thirty-eighth chapter of the book of Job.
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