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Und I couldn't to go on your house to-morrow the whiles I don't know if mine friend likes Rover." "Of course he'd like him," cried Miss Bailey. "Rover would play with him just as he plays with you." "No, ma'am," Morris maintained; "mine friend is too little for play mit Rover." "Is he such a little fellow?" "Yiss, ma'am; awful little."
They are grand Mesdemoiselles both. Reech! La, la! I hear their father owns r-railroads in your countree. Oui! Yiss, yiss, all right. Zere! I am learning ze language. It cooms easy adieu!" And she vanished through the door. "What do you think of that, Lafe? Why were those two young girls, both Red Cross apprentices, why were they left here alone?
This was his ordinary costume, and the funds of the house of Mogilewsky were evidently unequal to an outer layer of finery. "Now, Morris dear," said Teacher, "you shouldn't have troubled to get me a present; you know you and I are such good friends that " "Teacher, yiss ma'an," Morris interrupted, in a bewitching and rising inflection of his soft and plaintive voice.
"Us'll take un with us when we're finished here. I reckon yeou'm busy. We'll bide here an' 'tis washin' day with yeou, simly," said Stalky. "We'm no company to make all vitty for. Never yeou mind us. Yiss. There's plenty cream." The woman withdrew, wiping her pink hands on her apron, and left them in the parlor.
"I don't know what is mit Patrick," he was saying. "He hits me a hack somethin' fierce sooner I says about mine auntie. Und Nathan, too, is bad boys. He says you lies." "I?" said Teacher; "I?" "Yiss ma'an, that's how he says. On'y I know you don't lies. I know we should be monitors like you says." "When, dearie?" "On your weddinge.
"Hi! You'll stick if you don't take care." Richards backed puffing. "I can't rache un. Yiss, 'tess a turncock, Muster McTurk. They've took an' runned all the watter-pipes a storey higher in the houses runned 'em all along under the 'ang of the heaves, like. Runned 'em in last holidays. I can't rache the turncock." "Let me try," said Stalky, diving into the aperture.
"Surely Isidore would never hit a little girl?" Teacher remonstrated. "Teacher, yiss ma'an; he makes me this here shiner. Sadie she goes und tells him she kisses him a kiss so he makes me a shiner. He's lovin' mit her und she's got kind feelin's by him, the while his papa's got a candy cart. It's a stylish candy cart mit a bell und a horn.
They found Stalky's bed drawn out from the wall to the left of the dormer window, and the latter end of Richards protruding from a two-foot-square cupboard in the wall. "What's all this? I've never noticed it before. What are you tryin' to do, Fatty?" "Fillin' basins, Muster Corkran." Richards's voice was hollow and muffled. "They've been savin' me trouble. Yiss." "'Looks like it," said McTurk.
"Is there anything the matter with him?" "Yiss ma'an. He ain't got no more that golden ring what you gives him over that cat." A murmur of commiseration swept through the room. "Oh, poor Morris!" sighed Eva Gonorowsky. "Ain't that fierce! From sure gold rings is awful stylish und they cost whole bunches of money."
"Should you really, now?" asked Teacher, greatly pleased. "Well, dear, I too should be lonely without you." Here Isidore Wishnewsky, who considered this conversation as his cherished own, and saw it being torn from him, determined to outdo the favoured Morris as a squire of dames. "Teacher, yiss ma'an," he broke in. "We'd all feel terrible the while we ain't got you by teacher.
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