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But Nutt seems to get a lot of satisfaction in keepin' him stirred up, winkin' now and then at me when he gets a rise out of Blair; though I must say, so far as repartee went, the little chap had all the best of it. "Let's see," says Nutt, "what is your specialty? You do something or other, don't you?" "Yes," says Blair. "Do you?" "Oh, come!" says Nutt. "You play the violin, don't you?"
Thin he wint out in th' next room, an' come back with a bottle iv catsup; an' he poured it on th' Schwartzmeister ballots, an' Monica et thim without winkin'. "Well, sir, we ilicted Duggan; an' what come iv it? Th' week before iliction he was in me house ivry night, an' 'twas 'Misther Dooley, this, an' 'Mr.
"Wall," says he, takin' his hand down, and winkin', a sort of a shrewd, knowin' wink, but a sad and dejected one, too, as I ever see wunk, "I didn't have no idee of stoppin' votin'." Says I coldly, as cold as Zero, or pretty nigh as coldblooded as the old man, "Did you write that article jest for the speech of people? Didn't you have no principle to back it up?"
'It's easy to promise. 'As easy as tellin' lies. Another silence. 'Don't suppose you and me 'll get much of it, Mr. Cowes ventured to observe. 'About as much as you can put in your eye without winkin', was the other's picturesque agreement. They talked till closing time. One morning late in June, Hubert Eldon passed through the gates of Wanley Manor and walked towards the village.
Holy, once Manitou was a place to live in, now it's a place to die in! The factories, the mills, they're full of Protes'ants and atheists and shysters; the railway office is gone to Lebanon. Ingolby took it there. Manitou was the best town in the West; it's no good now. Who's the cause? Ingolby's the cause. Name of God, if he was here I'd get him by the throat as quick as winkin'."
One day I was drinkin' in a saloon among the foothills, when I saw a man winkin' at me. I waited to see if he would do it again. When he did, I hauled out my revolver and shot him dead." "You did?" exclaimed Mosely uneasily. "Of course I did; but I was rather sorry afterward when I heard that his eyelids were weak and he couldn't help it."
"You mean " he began. "Under his hide, when there ain't nothin' to hinder him, a man's plain animal," said Lund. "What do these water-front bullies know about a good gal or care? They only know one sort. Ever think what happened to a woman in privateer days when they got one aboard, alone, on the high seas? Why, if they pushed Carlsen, he'd turn her over to 'em without winkin'."
"Twig the yellow beggar, will you, Gib?" said McGuffey; "one eye half open for all the world like he was winkin' at us an' enjoyin' th' joke." Not a muscle twitched in McGuffey's Hibernian countenance. He scratched his head for a moment, as a sort of first aid to memory, then turned and handed Mr. Gibney ten dollars. "You win, Gib. It's Oriental goods, sure enough."
Maybe I was, but I didn't hear another thing until more 'n ten hours later when I woke up to find the sun winkin' in at me through the shutters. "Did you have a good night's rest?" asks Vee. "As good as they come," says I. "How about you!" "Oh, I slept fairly well," says she. "I was awake once or twice. I suppose I was worrying a little about you. And then I thought I hear strange noises."
I could stand afore a broadside without winkin', I believe; I think I could blow up a magazine, or fight the French, as easy as I could eat my breakfast a'most, but to ask a pure, beautiful angel like Elise to marry me, a common seaman why, I hasn't got it in me. Yet I'm so fond o' that little gal that I'd strike my colours to her without firin' a single shot "
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