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"Oh," cried Jess, who was enormously curious, "we can go your way just as well as not, Miss Steele! We live at the other end of Whiffle Street up on the hill, you know." "All but me," put in Bobby. "But I can run right through Laura's yard to my house." She indicated Laura as she spoke. The Red Cross girl looked at Mother Wit with some expectancy. Jess came to the rescue.
For apart from any question of success or fame he had loved horses from the day when as a baby he had first sprawled in the straw of his Uncle Mike Aherne's livery and hitching stable in Dublin City. He had grown up to the scrape and whiffle of the currycomb, breathing ammonia, cracking the skin of his infantile knuckles with harness soap.
And from that time I set myself down to exist and broil only, doling out a languid interest to the locality, the shimmer of whose baking hill-sides made all life a quivering, glaring phantom of itself. Miss Whiffle tyrannized over me more or less according to her mood; but she did not usurp my sitting-room again.
"Exactly, for Amy keeps me pointing due west most of the time, with only an occasional whiffle round to the south, and I haven't had an easterly spell since I was married. Don't know anything about the north, but am altogether salubrious and balmy, hey, my lady?" "Lovely weather so far. I don't know how long it will last, but I'm not afraid of storms, for I'm learning how to sail my ship.
"Hush, hush," said Fyall, with drunken gravity. "And hush, hush," said Aaron Bang. "Come here, Tom, come here," said Whiffle, in a whisper. We were now directly under the piazza of the fine house, in the first floor of which some gay scene was enacting. "Here, Tom, here now stand there hold by that pillar there. I say, Transom, give me a lift."
The door was opened by a very respectable looking elderly gentleman, with well powdered hair, and attended by two menservants in handsome liveries, carrying lights. His bearing and gentlemanlike deportment had an immediate effect on me, and I believe on the others too. He knew Fyall and Whiffle, it appeared.
"Humph!" chuckled Bobby, "I guess Short thought the old fellow needed the exercise." Just then the girls came to the corner of Whiffle Street The street was narrow and crooked in an elbow here. The houses were mostly small, and were out of repair. It was, indeed, the poor end of Whiffle Street. On the hill end were some of the best residences in Centerport.
"For the Lord's sake!" cried Temperance, "say whether things are ship-shape." I was surprised at the taste she had displayed, and told her so. "For once I have tried to do my best," she said; "all for Verry. Call 'em in; the turkeys will be on in a whiffle." "They must sit down," she continued, "so that they may eat their victuals in peace."
"Murdered, Tom Cringle murdered you have hogged me like the old Ramilies broke my back, Tom spoiled my quadrilling for ever and a day; d n the judge's ice though, and the saw particularly." "Where is he where is Whiffle?" enquired all hands, in a volley. "The devil only knows," said I; "he has flown up into the clouds, catch him who can. He has left this earth anyhow, that is clear."
"Indeed, sir, I neither did ask leave, nor have I thought of doing so," said I. "But I do for you," chimed in my friend Whiffle. "Come, captain, give him leave, just for two days, that's a prime chap.
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