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Y'know, Waupac is a kind of a summer resort, and the people that use' t' come in summers looked down on us cusses in the fields an' shops. I couldn't stand it. By God!" he said with a sudden im pulse of rage quite unlike him, "I'd rather live on an ice-berg and claw crabs f'r a livin' than have some feller passin' me on the road an' callin' me fellah!"
Tommy once wrote me about one of the Central American ports. You. don't ever catch me south of the U. S. This East African proposition, now? Must have been a tough deal even for Tommy." "They were doing well enough when I found him, both he and Miss Leslie, skin clothes, poisoned arrows, house in a tree hollow all that, y'know." "Well, I'll be ! But that's Tommy, for sure.
He looked at her through the smoke wreaths. "Shay, lil' girl, we mightish well make bes' of it. You ain't such bad-lookin' girl, y'know. Not half bad. Can't come up to Nell, though. No, can't do it! Well, I should shay not! Nell fine-lookin' girl! F i n ine. You look damn bad longsider her, but by y'self ain't so bad. Have to do anyhow. Nell gone. On'y you left. Not half bad, though."
"There was a guy named Burdock who owned this business before you. Y'know what happened to him?" "Yes," said Brink. "He's my brother-in-law. Connors or somebody insisted on having a share of the business and threatened dreadful things if he didn't. He didn't. So acid got spilled on clothes. Machinery got smashed.
You wouldn't believe what they're paying me. The Diana company is touring in the provinces while the theatre is getting itself decorated. I hate the provinces. Leeds and Liverpool and Glasgow fancy dancing there! And so my half-sister Carlotta, y'know got me this engagement, and I'm going to stay with her. Have you met Carlotta?" "No not yet."
Y'know, ain't no one supposed to eat nothin' on this floor. If the boss catches ya, it's good-by dolly. Sign up over the door sayin' you'll be dismissed at once if you eat anything—see? But I'm givin' ya a little tip—see? I don't care how much ya eat—it's nothin' to me. I say eat all ya got a mind to. If the boss does come by—it's behind the cracker box and you should worry! Have a cup of coffee?”
"What was it you were saying? A man of yours saw Barraclough? Was that all he did?" "Not a very smart man that." "But you've others smarter?" "Mus' not let ourselves be beat, y'know." "So galling isn't it?" "I haf no experience," retorted Van Diest, and rising crossed to a canary cage in the window where, to Mr.
"I sai, y'know, awfly hard luck, you're havin' to settle down amongst these barbarians again, bai Jove!" I am not quite sure that it's a proper term for use in a book, but by this time I was mad. There was criticism in my voice, and a distinct chill as I said composedly, "You don't do it very well."
Sure you won't have to give it back or that they will tell?" "Of course not! They'd give their own selves away. That's the way such things are always done, y'know. I've an idea that I'll go in seriously for the business by and by. I don't feel any compunction; I'm entitled to every cent of it; in fact, I call it cheap for Bea at a thousand." "But will they really pay you?" Trudy was skeptical.
Minnie suggested then she stick it out till Christmas. “You'll need the money for Christmas y'know, an' you might not get the next job so easy now.” “Damn Christmas!” was all the new girl had to say to that. “Sure now,” said Irish Minnie, “an' she's takin her chances. It's an awful disgrace y'know, to be gettin' presents when y'ain't got none to give back. Ain't it, now?