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" understood that every man on this ship was to do his share of the work laid out. I owe these ladies an apology for reminding you in their presence that the boats are leaving for shore and that if you do not get off in the next relay you will be compelled to swim to that landing over there, and I doubt very much whether any of you can make it." "Wha-what's that?" demanded Mr. Block. Mr.
" Wha-what's the matter?" said Minnie, drowsily. " Wake up," he said, " and turn over. You're talking in your sleep." A week or so later Drouet strolled into Fitzgerald and Moy's spruce in dress and manner. " Hello, Charley," said Hurstwood, looking out from his office door. Drouet strolled over and looked in upon the manger at his desk. " When do you go out on the road again?" he inquired.
"You never saw her, but she's a very nice girl. You'll love her when you meet her." Jim's father sputtered as he pulled himself out of his chair: "Wha-what's this? You you damned young cub! You why what who oh, you jackass! You big, lumbering, brainless, heartless bonehead! Oh whew! Look at your poor mother!" Jim was frightened.
"Oh, I see," said Thropp, and explained to his little flock. "You see, they got to keep tabs on the regular boarders." Then he turned the face of the bill to the light. His pencil could hardly find a place to put his name in the long catalogue. He noted a sum scrawled in red ink: "$11.75." "Wha-what's this?" he said, faintly.
His face was streaked with mud, and he was altogether a sorry spectacle. But through it all he had clung to the bunch of water-lilies. "Here! Take 'em!" he panted, thrusting the blooms into Nancy's hand. "You you're all right! Say! wha-what's your name " Nancy heard the other girls coming down the path now. The danger was over and she suddenly realized that she must look a perfect fright.
The job was just finished when the negro awoke in a lazy sort of way. He stared stupidly at the young hunters and then his eyes opened widely and he sat bolt upright. "Wha-what's dis?" he stammered. "Whar did yo' cum from?" "Stay where you are," ordered Snap, sternly, and flourished the horse-pistol. "Do-doan yo' shoot me!" cried the negro. "Then stay right where you are.
"Wha-what's that?" asked Tom in alarm. "Fiddle," laughed Steve. "Wonder if it's Mr. Durkin." The wailing sounds ceased as Steve knocked and a voice called "Come in!" When they entered they saw a tall, lank youth standing in front of a music-rack close to the window. He held a violin to his chin and waved his bow in greeting. "Hi!" he said. "Sit down and I'll be right with you.
"Perfectly." Willett interposed. Willett had been endeavoring to drown his sorrows all the evening, and the fact was a little noticeable in his speech. "See here," he said, "how's J-Jimmy going to prove he's done it?" "Personally, I can take his word," said Mifflin. "That be h-hanged for a tale. Wha-what's to prevent him saying he's done it, whether he has or not?"
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