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"Yessir," said the seaman, slowly; "but I 'eard as 'ow you went down with the Golden Cloud, sir." "So I did," said Flower, somewhat boastfully, "and came up again with the nearest land a mile or two under my feet. It was dark, but the sea was calm, and I could see the brute that sunk us keeping on her way.
Take a small step to the right. Good ... just a few inches more ... hold it. You’re right in position. Stand where you are." "Yessir." Rip turned to Santos. "Stand here, Corporal. Take a sight at Koa through the instrument to get your bearings, then hold position." Santos did so. Now the two lights gave Rip one of the lines he needed. He called for two more men, and Trudeau and Nunez joined him.
The close-cropped, bullet-shaped, British head was agitated in vigorous negation, and "Card for Mister Kirkwood!" was mumbled in dispassionate accents appropriate to a recitation by rote. "Very well. But before you show him up, ask this Mr. Calendar if he is quite sure he wants to see Philip Kirkwood." "Yessir." The child marched out, punctiliously closing the door.
"Oh, I don't know," he said, modestly. "Yessir!" said Ascobaruch. "Considerable oration! What I can never understand is how you think up all these things to say. I couldn't do it if you paid me. The other night I had to propose the Visitors at the Old Alumni dinner of Oom University, and my mind seemed to go all blank.
"What he needs is a good slug of hooch." "I agree," said Mike evenly. "Too bad there isn't any aboard. But do what you think is best; I'm going to be too busy to keep an eye on you. I won't be able to watch you at all, so you'll be on your own." "Yessir," said the man who had spoken. He hid his grin and took out at a run, heading for wherever it was he kept his bottle hidden.
"But, Fibsy," I cried in triumph, "I've seen the handwriting of these two ladies, over and over again, and they're not a bit alike!" "I know it," and Fibsy nodded. "But, Mr. Calhoun, did you know that Miss Van Allen always writes with her left hand?" "No, and I don't believe she does!" "Yessir. I went to the bank an' they said so. An' I asked the sewin' woman, an' she said so.
"Walk up, gen'lemen, walk up! the ole firm! Rasper? Yessir twenty to one bar two! Twenty to one bar two! Bob? What price, Bob? Even money, sir no, not a penny longer, couldn't do it! Red Wull? 'oo says Red Wull?" On the far side the stream is clustered about the starting flag the finest array of sheep-dogs ever seen together.
Scraggs, I have put my faith in woman, and she done me to the tune of all I had. "'Have you? says Scraggs, still perfectly polite and uninterested. "'Have you? says he, removin' his pipe and spitting carefully outdoors again. And then he slid the joker a'top of Smithy's play. 'Well, I have been a Mormon, says he. "'What? says all of us. "'Yessir! says Mr.
"In a word, Brimberly," pursued his master, seating himself upon the escritoire and swinging his leg, "I want some old clothes, shabby clothes moth-eaten, stained, battered, and torn. Also a muffler and an old hat. Can you find me some?" "No, sir, I don't that is, yessir, I do. Hexcuse me, sir 'arf a moment, sir." Saying which, Mr.
My father had often ruined sea-captains, but he never in his life ruined so much as a baronet. It seemed altogether too fine for my family, but I could only blurt weakly, "Yessir." I was much like a lackey. "Aye," said the old man, suddenly feeble from the excitement, "I see you admit it, you black Irish rogue." He sank back and applied a napkin to his mouth.
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