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Updated: July 24, 2025
I threw that telegram in my wastebasket; and when the vessel was loaded I had another telegram from Peasley, saying that the vessel was loaded, that his successor was still missing, and the mill manager was kicking and insisting that the ship be hauled away from the dock to make room for a steam schooner which wanted to load. So I filed that telegram in the wastebasket also.
Maybe in this tragic drama, there is a comedy part that I could play." "There's no comedy in this local drama," said Adine, resuming her challenging attitude. "And you brush the tragedies into the wastebasket like mere dross. A while ago, you were assigning me to big jobs in the congested areas while you were to idle around in the wide open spaces.
Which was Barney's way of humoring a maniac. "And they might even shave off your beautiful beard." Which was the girl's way. "Do you think that you would like me better in the green wastebasket hat with the red roses?" asked Barney. A very sad look came into the girl's eyes.
Hoping that you are finding college still as attractive as ever, Affectionately, Aunt Fanny. George read one sentence in this letter several times. Then he dropped the missive in his wastebasket to join the clipping, and strolled down the corridor of his dormitory to borrow a copy of "Twelfth Night."
IF Well, I tell you, maybe I might make it sixty dollars instead of fifty for you." "No. I couldn't, Mr. Pulcifer.... If you will kindly unlock the door?" Pulcifer swore. "Well, you must be richer'n you look, that's all I've got to say," he snarled. He kicked the wastebasket across the room and growled: "I'll get the stuff away from 'em yet, just the same.
I don't; but I found out one thing I'm a gentleman, by and I know it now. What'll you have to drink?" The original news item concerning the diamond of the goddess Kali was handed in to the city editor. He smiled and held it for a moment above the wastebasket. Then he laid it back on his desk and said: "Try the Sunday people; they might work something out of it."
"You are a brave man in your way, Sir Richard Dyson, but you are going about now shivering under a load of fear. It sits like a devil incarnate upon your shoulders. It poisons the air wherever you go. Write your cheque, Sir Richard, and you can leave that little black devil in my wastebasket. You are under my protection. Nothing will happen to you." Sir Richard sat like a man mesmerised.
And just at the time when he needed the money most! He picked up the letter and read a little further and then his hand went slack. She had voted against him it was her vote and Stoddard's that had carried the day against L. W.! He dropped the letter into a gaping wastebasket and sat back grinding his teeth.
It collects their respective autobiographies and their mutual criticisms. The real truths, half truths and delusions each has added to the accumulating common stock it sifts and weighs, mercilessly piling a dustheap beyond Mr. Boffin's wildest dreams, and rescuing, on the other hand, from the old wastebasket many discarded scraps of real but till now unacknowledged value.
"I'm not going to do anything more violent than to put this weapon out of commission." Breaking it smartly, he shot a shower of cartridges to the door, and tossed the now-useless weapon into a wastebasket beneath the desk. "Hope I didn't hurt you," he added abstractedly "but your pistol was in my way!"
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