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"Wait'll I git ye some fresh water," said the trapper, tossing the soapy contents of a tin basin into the sun and returning with it re-filled. "Thar, dip yer head into that, friend makes a man feel good, I tell ye, on a frosty mornin'." Then lowering his voice to a whisper he added: "The old dog's sot on gittin' an early start; he's mighty pertickler 'bout it.

And the lumps of gold in her mouth glinted good-naturedly "Very well. Auntie Yetta." "That's better. Wait! Wait'll I come back." She vanished. Presently she returned and, grabbing me by an arm, stood me up and convoyed me half-way around the hotel to a secluded spot on the rear porch where four girls were chatting quietly "Perhaps you'll find your predestined one among these," she said

Uncle Sebastian half turned, paused, cleared his throat, and for the first time lost his high-handed control of the situation. "Hiram," he said in a lower tone, "I reckon I'm a fool, but I hope ye ain't holdin' anything agin' me. So help me, boy, I believe I'm doin' ye a turn. Do d'ye believe it or not?" "Wait'll to-morrow, Uncle Sebastian," came Hiram's pleading voice.

Why, mister, I'll bet that old man's a thousand years old. Wait'll you see him." That was all. They went on as indicated. "The very type of man who would scrimp and starve to put all his money in something like diamonds," mused Chief Arkwright. "The usual rich old miser who winds up by being murdered."

It had been many weeks since his last call. "It isn't exactly a social call," he said apologetically. "We need your help, Cap'n Mike." The old man looked at him quizzically. "What for? Fishin' or detectin'?" "Detectin'," Rick answered. "Accepted! Now I see why you were lookin' for strangers. When and where do I start?" "Right now, at Spindrift. Can you come?" "Wait'll I turn off my coffeepot.

Hiram's face turned red as fire. "I ain't worthy to kiss ye, Jo," he said, lapsing into his backwoods drawl. "Wait'll I settle this thing that's come up for you. Wait'll I find out about 'the paper. Then maybe I'll have somethin' to offer you." In his great embarrassment he pointed to the ground, where were tracks and scratches. "Ben a bob cat usin' thereabouts," he drawled.

Wait another two or four or six years, like Paddy Kerrigan and the others." "Yes, I will not," growled Mr. Tiernan. "Wait'll the sixth." "No more, will I," replied Mr. Kerrigan. "Say, we know a trick that beats that next-year business to a pulp. What?" "You're dead right," commented Mr. Tiernan. And so they went peacefully home. Aileen's Revenge

"You may as well swim her back, and where we can all see the sport, too." "But" "No buts about it, Capua," insisted his master, with mock gravity, the stem between his teeth. "'Spect I'd better rub her down, now I'se here, an' wait'll it holds up a bit, Mass' Roger?" urged Capua, coaxingly. "Do as you're bid!" ejaculated his master; which, evidently, from long habit, meant, Do as you please. Mrs.

"Supposing you get 'em and take 'em out to dinner?" "Sure," said Drouet. "Wait'll I go upstairs and change my clothes." "Well, I'll be in the barber shop," said the other. "I want to get a shave." "All right," said Drouet, creaking off in his good shoes toward the elevator. The old butterfly was as light on the wing as ever.

"Hit's so 'bout them women!" Buck protested. "If a man'd mind his business, an' not try to mind their business, women'd be plumb amusin'," Slip laughed. "Wait'll yo've had experience," Buck retorted. "Shucks! Ain't I had experience?" "Eveh married?" "No-o." "Eveh have a lady sic' yo' onto some'n bigger'n yo' is?" "No-o; reckon I pick my own people to scrap." "Theh!