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"Gentlemen," he said, advancing into the middle of the room, where, by occasionally throwing out his arms to balance himself, he managed to maintain a tolerably erect position, "I am going to make a what-d'ye-call-it."
Faith, seated at a little writing table at the farther end of the room, busied in copying into her album, in a clear, neat, but rather stiff schoolgirl's hand, the oracle of the night before, did not at once notice that she was addressed. "Faith, child! don't you hear?" "Oh, yes, aunt. What is it?" "I want you to go to a what-d'ye-call-it office with me, to-day."
"Plough-horse!" sparkling scorn. "It's the best sort of horse going." "What if it be? I'm a sea-man myself not a postboy.... How d'ye know he was ridin a what-d'ye-call-it?" "He always does." "Who does?" "The man they call the Gentleman the Galloping Gentleman." "Who told you?" "I picked it up, listening to the riding-officer." The old man cocked an eye over his shoulder at the boy.
But I granted he had the greatest inequalities of any man alive; and his whole scene was fifty times more a what-d'ye-call-it than yours; for I declare yours was /unie/, and I wish you would so order it that the world may be as wise as I upon that article." ONE morning Tarleton breakfasted with me.
It is not every one that comes from a great man's house I would trust my cousin with. But, Jeanie, you must not go through the streets with Mr. Archibald with your tartan what-d'ye-call-it there upon your shoulders, as if you had come up with a drove of Highland cattle. Wait till I bring down my silk cloak. Why, we'll have the mob after you!" "I have a hackney-coach in waiting, madam," said Mr.
"There's three of them for my brother's dinner I forgot to tell cook it'll put him out so there's three of 'em. It's not the the two but the the other one, the what-d'ye-call-it pie." Miss Peppy fell back on her seat, and gave it up with a groan. Suddenly she sprang up, and thrust out her head "The deer pie," she yelled. "The dear pie!" echoed the astonished Mrs Niven interrogatively.
And when I see that 'Cabot, What-d'ye-call-it and Cabot' name printed out right on the envelope and it come over me that 'twas THAT letter he'd forgot and had been totin' 'round with him, 'WELL, says I. 'My Lord of Isrul! I says " "Primmie! Primmie, stop! Stop please! And tell me: Where are those letters?" "Hey? I was goin' to tell you.
'Well, he likes me; and there's no harm in that, so long as he understands. I'm sure you wouldn't like him. He's a rough, coarse sort of man, and has a dreadful temper. 'Good gracious! What is his position? 'Oh, he's connected with the what-d'ye-call-it Electric Lighting Company. He travels about a good deal. I shouldn't mind that; it must be rather nice not to have one's husband always at home.
"Dealtry, Peter Dealtry, Sir, is my name. Why the most noticeable man, you must know, is a great scholard, a wonderfully learned man; there yonder, you may just catch a glimpse of the tall what-d'ye-call-it he has built out on the top of his house, that he may get nearer to the stars.
"Not by a thunderin' sight!" declared Shadrach, vehemently. "The idea!" "Why not? I've sold a good many there." "I don't care if you have. You shan't sell any more. 'Twas all right when you was just a a girl, a South Harnisser like the rest of us, but now that you're a Boston young lady, up to a fin er what-d'ye-call-it er endin' school " "Finishin' school, Shadrach," corrected Mr. Hamilton.
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