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"We have," boomed McGuffey, "an' beautiful specimens they be." "No money, no China boy," Gibney added firmly. "Money have got. Too muchee money you wantee. No can do. Me pay two hundred dollah. Five hundred dollah heap muchee. No have got." "Nothin' doin', John. Five hundred dollars an' not a penny less. Put up the dough or beat it." Gin Seng expostulated, lied, evaded, and all but wept, but Mr.
"Velly nice beautiful place; ought to come here last night." "Yes, capital. We can hide here; and once inside, if we had arms, we could keep the wretches at a distance." "Don'tee want fight now," said Ching, quietly. "No swold, no shoot gun, no jolly sailor boy. Wantee eat and dlink." "Yes; let's get poor Jecks here at once." "You go fetch him; tly to walkee now: Ching go fetch eat, dlink."
"We beg you, shipmate, for come along do, broder, come away;" then another reel. "What, you no wantee go in a hole, eh? You hab grudge against somebody lif here, eh?" Another devil of a lurch "Massa 's housekeeper, eh? Ah, it must be!"
Then there was an awkward pause, for our officers only knew a few words of Chinese, while the mandarin's party, although they had had Englishmen in their city for nearly a hundred years, could not speak a word of our tongue, and they had brought no interpreter. There was an awkward pause, broken by a high-pitched voice just outside the gorgeous-looking throng. "You wantee Ching?"
If they do I will kill Young Wild West, and then take the chances of a siege in the cave." Hop no sooner had his hands free than he said: "You wantee me tellee lat ley mustee git tee velly muchee money, and len you lettee Young Wild West go?" "Yes, that's it. You seem to understand pretty well for a Chinee. You understood enough to clean me out of a couple of hundred dollars last night, too.
Then, growing serious directly, he looked from one to the other. "You likee dlink?" "No, no, not yet," cried Barkins. "No likee dlink?" said the Chinaman wonderingly; and then in a voice full of reproof, "Sailor boy likee dlink." "Oh yes, by and by," cried Smith. "Ah, you wantee buy fan, shawl, ivoly? Fancee shop." "No, no, we don't want to buy anything now," cried Barkins. "We'll pay you "
She say 'De De Develop stock. That's it. Yes, Develop stock. She sayee you sell Raish Develop stock. She sayee she wantee you to. You do right then." The foghorn howled once more. Captain Jethro was standing erect beside his chair. When, at last, he did speak, his tone was still more tense and threatening.
"No," he said; "velly long way yet." "But who are these?" I said "some village people?" "Pilate," he cried. "Allee come home not kill, and findee plize-money gone. Makee velly angly. Wantee chop off sailor head." "Like to catch 'em at it," growled Tom Jecks, who had been very silent for some time. "Silence there!" cried Mr Reardon sternly. Then to me, "We seem to have checked them, Herrick."
Galusha found it distracting and, at times, annoying, for Mr. Bloomer's mustache was bristly. "Little Cherry Blossom talks's if she had a cold," whispered Zach. "Better take a little cherry rum, hadn't she, eh?" The control was loudly paging a person named Noah. "Sperit heree wantee talkee with Noah," she cried. "Wheree isee Noah?" "'Board the Ark, most likely," whispered Mr. Bloomer.
See Queen Victolia ship say big gun go bang. 'Top away." "But where do you think they hide?" "Evelywhere," he said. "Plentee liver, plenty cleek, plenty hide away." "Then we shall never catch them?" I said. "Ching wantee catchee, wantee plenty money; but pilate won't come. Pilate 'flaid."
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