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"Find out some small vessel going to Jamaica, and arrange with the captain to take us. If we pay him pretty well he will ask no questions about what our luggage is." "And you might make him think it was forsles and them what-you-may-call-'em tights. He wouldn't be much cleverer than the Injins," said Tom.
Capital company at a dinner-table stutters, begad, like a What-you-may-call-'em, and keeps everybody in a roar and when he's had his whack of claret, he sings his own songs to the piano, you know, and all that sort of thing, and has quite put Tommy Moore's nose out of joint. Nobody knows much about him, but that don't matter with these literary chaps, does it now?
"How does it depend on myself?" I asked, cautiously. "All you have to do, to get off scot free is to be a little kind to poor Bertie. You can begin by givin' him a kiss, here in the poetic and what-you-may-call-'em forest of Fontainebleau." "I wouldn't kiss you if you were made of gold and diamonds, and I could have you melted down to spend!" I exclaimed.
"Born blind, but let me tell you, he sees considerable more than those of us who have eyes." "Well, the Pearl's a certain winner," said the manager earnestly, "a flower of the desert, a what-you-may-call-'em, a cactus bloom." "Correct, and don't forget the spines," chuckled Jimmy. "Looks as if they were all out to-night, too. Kind of sulky, ain't she?
I'd rather do that if we could have pistols than have him think an American could be a coward. I'm not a coward, I hope, only only I never thought of anything like this. He's going to send a friend of his to call on you, as a friend of mine, he said. I suppose that means a what-you-may-call-'em a 'second, doesn't it?
I'm a director and vice president of this infernal bank and I don't know I'm alive! Man, man, I want it a thing a what-you-may-call-'em a Oh, the devil! Why do I deposit in this dratted bank? Eureka! I have it! I want a notice." "You mean an advice, Mr. Ricks." "Bully boy! An advice. That's it. Holy mackerel, how I love a man that's fast on his feet!
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