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I cross m' heart thousan' times!" he protested, and at the moment his eyes were large with amazement, his mouth wrinkled in unnatural glee. "Yessir! A nightshirt! A hully white nightshirt!" "You lie!" "No, sir! I hope ter die b'fore I kin git anudder ball if there wasn't a jay wid a hully, bloomin' white nightshirt!" His face was filled with the infinite wonder of it.

"If you folks in the coves want the immunity of non-combatants, by Gawd! you gotter preserve the neutrality of non-combatants!" "Yessir that's reason that's jestice," said the old squire, hastily, whose capacities of ratiocination had been cultivated by the exercise of the judicial functions of his modest piepoudre court.

She had promised to spend this last evening with Arabella, and she must be cheerful and comforting. As she neared Mrs. Munn's house, Davy and Tim were sitting on the sidewalk before the gate, talking so volubly that they did not notice her approach. "Yessir," Mr.

They stood upon the dusky landing, across which a bar of light streamed from his half-open door, and only Beethoven's eyes were upon them. But Lancelot felt no impulse to fondle her; only just to lay his hand on her hair, as in benediction and pity. "So you liked what I was playing," he said, not without a pang of personal pleasure. "Yessir; I never heard you play that before."

"In fact, punctured him so successfully that we had to cover Mr. Ramos with three feet of dirt to cheat the buzzards. White, is that you?" "Yessir." "Well, White, you do your best for Mr. Payne. He's in a hurry to get his ditches dug. Do your best for him for he's a particular friend of mine and of some one else."

You've told me I've got a right to have a nest of my own, and I'm going to have it an' in that nest is going to be the sweetest, prettiest little angel that God Almighty ever forgot to make into a flower! Yessir. And if the law comes "

"Well," said he finally, "le's have nozzer drink, zen." "That's right," hailed a woman, "that's right. Yer no bloomin' jay! Yer spends yer money like a man. Dat's right." The man pounded the table with his quivering fists. "Yessir," he cried, with deep earnestness, as if someone disputed him. "I'm damn goo' f'ler, an' w'en anyone trea's me ri', I allus trea's le's have nozzer drink."

"If you've had basic, you know enough how to address an officer." "Well, yessir," Max said hurriedly. Joe began to turn away, but then spotted the man immediately behind Max Mainz. He was one of the three with whom Joe had tangled earlier, the one who'd obviously had previous combat experience. He pointed the man out to the sergeant. "You'd better give this lad at least temporary rank of corporal.

"Anything very special?" inquired the proprietor. "He's rather busy just now. Wouldn't anybody else do? Of course, if " "No," growled Keller. The boss turned. "Hi! Schlachweiler!" he bawled toward the rear of the dim little shop. "Yessir," answered a muffled voice. "Front!" yelled the boss, and withdrew to a safe listening distance. A vaguely troubled look lurked in the depths of Ivy's eyes.

Had he fallen asleep and reinless fancy had played him the fantastic trick, from which, cramped and dazed, he had just awakened to the old sweet reality. "Mary Ann," he cried wildly. The lighted match fell from his fingers and burnt itself out unheeded on the carpet. "Yessir." "Is it true" his emotion choked him "is it true you've come into two and a half million dollars?"

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