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Updated: June 6, 2025
"And zay do carry zare money wid zem?" "I guess not at least, not much of it." "You are zare friend, eh?" "Hardly. Out in America we were enemies." "So? You hata zem?" "Yes, I hate them," muttered Dan, and his eyes shone wickedly. "I'm only treating them in a friendly way now because I'm out of money and must do something." "I see.
"I took them from you ten minutes ago," poppa replied. "What a memory you've got!" "Zen zare is nothings guaranteed. But we will send special carriage, and be'ind you can follow up," and he indicated the fiacre which had now drawn into line. "I don't think so," said poppa, "when I buy four-in-hand tickets I don't take one-in-hand accommodation." "You will not go in ze private carriage?"
"Oh, it's too thick to see for the rain." "Yes, sare; but you see out zare in ze arbour ze two lights." "Nonsense man!" cried Uncle Paul, half angrily. "That is the English schooner ours." "Oh, non, non, non, monsieur! Away to ze gauche ze left hand. Ze sheep with two high, tall mast, that we all see here when she come in ze storm yesterday.
Zare," he said, turning round, and looking from stem to stern, and from the burgee at the top-mast head to the brass belaying pins, "dish Engelskt skepp varry ach! ach!" again he exclaimed, stamping his foot and thrusting his finger in his mouth, "fy! vat you call 'skönt'?" "Fine, beautiful," I said, assistingly. "Ja; jag tackar.
"I have half a dozen of ze best of killowers-za, nevair fail me. But as you knowa dem you will have to do ze lettair writing for us, so zat we git ze money from zare people at home." "Trust me for that," responded Baxter quickly. The plot pleased him immensely. "You do the capturing and I'll make Mrs. Rover or somebody else pay up handsomely, never fear."
Flamand is so very far away, and ze ascent up ze cliffs difficile. If monsieur will be so good, zare is a café near by where it is quite posseeble to dine." Relieved of the governor's constant watchfulness Bäader became himself. He bustled about the restaurant, called for "Cancale spéciale," a variety of oysters apparently entirely unknown to the landlord, and interviewed the chef himself.
"I know," answered the girl, "but my sister and stepmother, sent me to fetch red apples from the mountain; if I return without them they will kill me." Zarè moved to the highest stone and waved his wand over the fire. There was a flare of red flames, the snow disappeared, but the fading leaves which trembled on the trees were sent by a cold northeast wind in yellow masses to the glade.
"I die for zem," cried the Pole in thick excitement, "and I slay zare oppressors. I care not for these games of gonzealment. I would zmite ze tyrant in ze open square." "I see, I see," said the President, nodding kindly as he seated himself at the top of a long table. "You die for mankind first, and then you get up and smite their oppressors. So that's all right.
The girl was delighted and shook the tree. First one apple fell, then another. "That is enough," said Zaré, "hurry home." Thanking the months, she returned joyfully. Helen marvelled and the stepmother wondered at seeing the fruit. "Where did you gather them?" asked the step-sister. "There are more on the mountain top," answered Marouckla.
Whack "Nine-hundred-en-ten;" whack "nine-hundred-en-'leven," whack, "Zare ees almoost une tousan trees what you boys mus' cut awraty. What you zink of zat?" said Paul Nez, the big French-Canadian lumber cruiser, as he hacked a blaze into a six-inch poplar and left his short hatchet wedged fast while he felt through his pockets for a handkerchief.
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