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'Get along with you! said Mrs. Weller, pushing him away. 'For shame, young man! said the gentleman with the red nose. 'No offence, sir, no offence, replied Sam; 'you're wery right, though; it ain't the right sort o' thing, ven mothers-in-law is young and good-looking, is it, Sir? 'It's all vanity, said Mr. Stiggins. 'Ah, so it is, said Mrs. Weller, setting her cap to rights.
"Wery good," said the seaman, with a sedate smile, "if that's to be the fun, you better make your will, Ebony, for I'll break your back." "All right," retorted Ebony, with a grin, "an' I tink you'll be wise to make your last dyin' speech afore we begin, for I'll bust you!"
As to the wictim of oppression in the suit o' brimstone, all I can say of him, is, that I hope he'll get jist as good a berth as he deserves; in vitch case it's wery little cold swarry as ever he'll be troubled with agin. Here Sam sat down with a pleasant smile, and his speech having been vociferously applauded, the company broke up.
"Yes, sar; all de folks to home; jes' gwine to lunch. I spects dey all wery glad to see Massa 'Ratio and Massa Christy. Walk in, sar; took a seat in de parlor; and I done reckon we call Massa Homer and de rest ob de folks afore you gits to sleep in yer char, thar," said Pedro, as he scurried out of the room where he had shown the visitors.
You see we got so damaged in a gale that came on to blow the wery next day that we've bin forced to run here for repairs. Skipper Lockley's away up at this here minit to see his wife leastwise, he's waitin' outside till one o' the parsons goes and breaks the noos to her.
'And don't go a-droppin' none of your snuff in it, said Mrs Prig. 'In gruel, barley-water, apple-tea, mutton-broth, and that, it don't signify. It stimulates a patient. But I don't relish it myself. 'Why, Betsey Prig! cried Mrs Gamp, 'how CAN you talk so! 'Why, ain't your patients, wotever their diseases is, always asneezin' their wery heads off, along of your snuff? said Mrs Prig.
I saw the poor beggar against the sky as plain as I see you, which I don't " for darkness cut the speech short. "Where be you, William? says the keeper." "Here I be, sir, says the beater, with my 'eels above my 'ed." "Wery well, William; when you get your 'ed above your 'eels, gae on." "But I'm stuck fast between two stones! Hang the stones!"
You'll take a bit of cat's meat in your pocket, you know." "Hall right!" exclaimed the young housebreaker, with a reckless toss of his shaggy head, as he laid his hand on the jug: but the elder scoundrel laid his stronger hand upon it. "Come, Slogger; no more o' that. You've 'ad too much already. You won't be fit for dooty if you take more." "It's wery 'ard on a cove," growled the lad, sulkily.
'Wery good, sir; tell another, returned the chair. 'We wos a talking jist now, sir, said Sam, turning to Slithers, 'about barbers. Pursuing that 'ere fruitful theme, sir, I'll tell you in a wery few words a romantic little story about another barber as p'r'aps you may never have heerd. 'Samivel! said Mr.
"That's wery odd," says the gen'l'm'n." "Wery," says my father. "You must have a bad mem'ry, Mr. Weller," says the gen'l'm'n. "Well, it is a wery bad 'un," says my father. "I thought so," says the gen'l'm'n. So then they pours him out a glass of wine, and gammons him about his driving, and gets him into a reg'lar good humour, and at last shoves a twenty-pound note into his hand.
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