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Sometimes when I have been standing before some cherished old idol of mine that I remembered years and years ago in pictures in the geography at school, I have thought I would give a whole world if the human parrot at my side would suddenly perish where he stood and leave me to gaze, and ponder, and worship. No, we did not "wis zo haut can be."
When he lifted his head again, and rose to ring the bell for the maid, the room was silent and lonely. A little pale frightened face peeped out through the bedroom door. Zo ventured in. Her father caught her in his arms, and kissed her as he had never kissed her yet. His eyes were wet with tears. Zo noticed that he never said a word about mamma.
But the slope seemed steeper to the King and to every man in his army, and they breathed more heavily. And Time summoned up more years, and one by one he hurled them at Karnith Zo and at all his men.
"I dare say you want a glass of beer yourself," said John, producing a coin from his pocket. "No, zur, I doan't," said the road-mender, unexpectedly. "Beer doan't agree wi' my inzide, an' it gits into my yead, and makes me proper jolly, zo the young volk make game on me. But I cude du wi' a drop o' zider zur; and drink your health and the young lady's, zur, zo 'a cude."
Thee baint turned nointy yit, be 'ee?" said a labourer, winking heavily, to convey to the audience that the suggestion was a humorous one. "Ah, zo I wude, and shute Boers wi' the best on 'un. But the Governmint baint got the zince tu ax me," said Happy Jack, chuckling. "The young volk baint nigh zo knowing as I du be. Old Kruger wuden't ha' tuke in I, try as 'un wude.
"Accept my best thanks, doctor. Good-day!" "If you find Baccani let me know. Another drop of ale? Are you likely to see Mrs. Gallilee soon?" "Yes if I find Baccani." "Do you ever play with children?" "I have five of my own to play with," Mr. Mool answered. "Very well. Ask for the youngest child when you go to Mrs. Gallilee's. We call her Zo. Put your finger on her spine here, just below the neck.
Then Lady Alicia began to realise that this was more like a second cousin than a brother, and with sudden sprightliness she cried, “I wonder where that steamer’s going!” The Baron turned his eyes towards his first-named attraction, but for a professed lover of the ocean his interest appeared slight. He only replied absently, “Ach, zo?” A little way behind them walked Mr Bunker and the Countess.
"I have forgotten them." "Haven't you got children?" "No." "Haven't you got a wife?" "No." "Haven't you got a friend?" "No." "Well, you are a miserable chap!" Thanks to Zo, Carmina's sense of nervous oppression burst its way into relief. She laughed loudly and wildly she was on the verge of hysterics, when Benjulia's eyes, silently questioning her again, controlled her at the critical moment.
"Yes, my name is Lindau," he said, slowly, while he scanned March's face. Then he broke into a long cry. "Ah-h-h-h-h, my dear poy! my gong friendt! my-my Idt is Passil Marge, not zo? Ah, ha, ha, ha! How gladt I am to zee you! Why, I am gladt! And you rememberdt me? You remember Schiller, and Goethe, and Uhland? And Indianapolis? You still lif in Indianapolis? It sheers my hardt to zee you.
Psmith stepped forward and touched him on the arm. "May I have a word with you in private?" "Zo?" Psmith drew him away. "You don't know who that is?" he whispered, nodding towards the young man. "No gendleman he is," asserted the head-waiter. "Der gendleman would not der gat into " Psmith shook his head pityingly.
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