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"In which respect, daddy," remarked Big Tim, using the English tongue for the moment, and allowing the smallest possible smile to play on his lips, "Bounding Bull is not unlike yourself." "Hold yer tongue, boy, else I'll give you a woppin'," said the father sternly. "Dumb, daddy, dumb," replied the son meekly.
We will make our rules very stringent." "Of course," murmured Pax, with a solemn look, "tremendously stringent. For first offences of any kind a sousin' with dirty water. For second offences a woppin' and a fine. For third dismissal, with ears and noses chopped off, or such other mutilation as a committee of the house may invent.
It was one of the peculiarities of this father and son that they were fond of expressing their regard for each other by indulging now and then in a little very mild "chaff," and the playful threat to give his son a "woppin'" which in earlier years he had sometimes done with much effect was an invariable proof that Little Tim's spirit had been calmed, and his amiability restored.
Second Boy. She'll have it out on you now, for woppin' of her when she wor a kid. First Boy. She's a wopper herself now. Third Boy. Mighty fine, with your shirt for a great-coat. He! he! he! Fourth Boy. Mattie never kicks us poor innocent boys cos we 'ain't got no mothers to take our parts. Boo hoo! Enter JACK his hands in his pockets. Jack. What's the row, Bill? Bill. Dunnow, Jack.
"I'll get you now, an' if I don't give you a good woppin' for the trouble you've put me to see if I don't! I wouldn't eat ye, nohow you ain't sweet enough for that but I'll eat that hare, an' I'll chastise you for using it so!" And with this determination he galloped up the pecan, his claws rattling against the bark.
"They are woppin' big columns an' at night they have lighted lamps on top all shinin'. Don't they?" "Aye, to point the way in the dark." "It's dark now." The boy's voice lagged in a tired fashion. "Maybe we'd best hurry then." A door slammed below, and there was a rustle of tongues. "Who'll be 'tendin' the city gates?" asked Joseph. "Who but the gatekeeper?" Muffled feet crept up the stairs.
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