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"Looks right down on Bostil's place," Slone soliloquized, with glee. "Won't he just be mad! An' Lucy! ... Whatever's she goin' to think?" The more Slone looked around and thought, the more he became convinced that good fortune had knocked at his door at last. And when he returned to Brackton's he was in an exultant mood.
The way you a young fellow jest stuck to your work in thar, cool and kam as a woodpecker not minding how high-toned she was nor the jewelery and spangles she had on jest got me! I sez to myself, 'Rube, sez I, 'whatever's wrong o' YOUR insides, you jest stick to that feller to set ye right." The junior partner's face reddened as he turned to his shelves ostensibly for consultation.
"The left entirely," replied his companion: "the divil a game at all the right's gettin', whatever's the rason of it, an' I'm always turnin' up black. I hope none of my friends or acquaintances will die soon." "Throw them aside quit of them," said Prank, "give them to me, I'll put them past; an' do you bring us out the gun.
It was during this early prowl, while the hands of the clock were between half-past six and seven, that he received something like a shock from seeing the captain alight at the school gate from the town omnibus. "Why, whatever's up? Where have you been?" inquired Bloomfield. "I have just been to see poor Gilks off," said the captain. "What! then it was true?"
"Why to tell her about my grandfather!" said Dempsey, looking round at Mrs. Halsey, with an air of astonishment that any one should ask him the question. "You won't be welcome." "Why not?" "Because she don't want to hear nothin' about Watson's murder. And whatever's the good on it, anyhow?" said Mrs. Halsey with sudden emphasis. "You've told us a good tale, I'll grant ye.
Flora boards here, and isn't anybody's servant," I replied. "I should like to know! Is that girl to sit there before the fire and let whatever's on the stove burn up before she'll raise her hand to save it?" "It's no use of talking," said I. "You know all about it as well as I do. All I have to say is, that Flora shall not be abused by anybody, I don't care who it is."
As he was mainly anxious, however, not to lose his reputation for being a wealthy, open-handed fellow, he exclaimed, smiling, "Hallo! Where are you all going? Here! Tcherepanoff get some vodka, and whatever's wanted. Run across to the club and order some beer. You would like some beer, gentlemen, eh? A hot day like this?" When beer and vodka had been brought, the din grew greater.
I'm sorry to have disturbed your dinner-party " "Not at all, Hal; it was nothing of a party." "You see, Percy, it was not only to save myself, but the people in the mine! They are dying, and every moment is precious. It will take a day at least to get to them, so they'll be at their last gasp. Whatever's to be done must be done at once." Again Hal waited until the pause became awkward.
"Whatever's in there has been there an awful long time," said Richard as he poked at the contents with his button-hook, "for Uncle Darcy said the rifle's never been used since it was brought back to him." "And it's ten years come Michaelmas since Emmett was drowned," said Georgina, again quoting the old net-mender.
'He see you get in this morning under Mr. Ramornie I was very piticular to Mr. Ramornie you, if you remember, sir and he see you get in again under Mr. Saint Eaves, and whatever's he going to see you get out under? that's what worries me, sir. It don't seem to me like as if the position was what you call stratetegic! 'Parrrbleu! will you let me be! I cried.
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