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Updated: June 12, 2025
Often wondered what Winkles was for. Now it's obvious. What's the trouble? "Disturbance? Obviously. Upset things? Upset everything. Finally upset every human concern. Plain as a pikestaff. They're going to try and stop it, but they're too late. It's their way to be too late. You go on and start as much of it as you can. Thank God He has a use for you!"
Whatever might be wrong with his inside, the malady had not reached his heart, which beat only for Polly, his great dark eyes, hollow with suffering, fixing themselves on her face with a sort of adoration. "A lady?" Mrs. Wemock said reflectively, eying her winkles, "there's more than one kind, Polly.
"I ain't got around yet to tradin' on my wife's looks," he rumbled gruffly. "Right you are. The only trouble is that you, both of you, are fifty years behind the times. You're old American. How you ever got here in the thick of modern conditions is a miracle. You're Rip Van Winkles.
Here I passed a sort of ticket-office window, at which a middle-aged Hebrew lady sat, eating winkles from a plate with the aid of a hairpin.
Then the Van Winkles, of Haerlem, potent suckers of eggs, and noted for running of horses, and running up of scores at taverns; they were the first that ever winked with both eyes at once. Lastly came the Knickerbockers, of the great town of Schaghtikoke, where the folk lay stones upon the houses in windy weather, lest they should be blown away.
When, on leaving him, I asked this extraordinary man what his calling was, he replied modestly: "I am one of the employees of the Vichy Company." One of them, called Tailleur, a buffoon with the airs of an executioner's assistant, would call out at the first explosions of a hurricane of shells: "Number your arms and legs! Look out for your nuts! The winkles are tumbling about!"
Then the Van Winkles, of Haerlem, potent suckers of eggs, and noted for running of horses, and running up of scores at taverns. They were the first that ever winked with both eyes at once. Lastly came the KNICKERBOCKERS, of the great town of Scaghtikoke, where the folk lay stones upon the houses in windy weather, lest they should be blown away.
Winkles, that convincing young practitioner, who has already appeared in this story as the means whereby Redwood was able to convey the Food to his son. Even before the great outbreak, it was evident that the mysterious powders Redwood had given him had awakened this gentleman's interest immensely, and so soon as the first wasps came he was putting two and two together.
"In the event of this ignorant, this ridiculous agitation becoming Serious," began Bensington. "My little boy can't get on without the stuff," said Redwood. "I don't see how I can help myself now. If the worst comes to the worst " A slight bouncing noise proclaimed the presence of Winkles. He became visible in the middle of the room rubbing his hands together.
Redwood unmitigated confidence in Winkles.... You know, man with a manner like a cliff towering.... No confidence in me, of course.... Taught Winkles.... Scarcely allowed in the nursery.... Something had to be done.... Slipped in while the nurse was at breakfast ... got at the bottle." "But he'll grow," said Mr. Bensington. "He's growing. Twenty-seven ounces last week.... You should hear Winkles.
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