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I bought a "hot dog" a sausage in a bread roll ate it on the street and then looked around for a lodging. "Is it possible," I asked a policeman, "to get a clean bed for a night in this town for fifty cents?" "Anything's possible," he answered, "but "
His heart cleared, and he ran upstairs. She was doing her hair and turned her head sharply as he entered. Hurrying across the room he had the absurd feeling that she was standing at bay. She drew back, bent her face away from him, and said: "No! Don't pretend! Anything's better than pretence!" He had never seen her look or speak like that her face so hard, her eyes so stabbing!
Such a terrible hurry as you've been in. I hate a woman who is in such a hurry. 'How do you mean that? 'Why to be somebody's wife or other anything's wife rather than nobody's. You couldn't wait for me, O, no. Well, thank God, I'm cured of all that! 'How merciless you are! she said bitterly. 'Wait for you? What does that mean, Charley?
You see they pay for their house-room, an' then ain't got much over!" added the good woman in excuse of her goodness. "But I fancy it's more from anxiety as to what's to come to them, than that anything's gone wrong with her. They're not out o' money yet quite, I'm glad to say, though he don't seem to ha' got nothing to do yet, so far as I can make out; they're rather close like.
You ought either to get married or have some thoroughly respectable and well-known middle-aged woman keep house for you. That would stop all talk, and there's been a heap of it, I can tell you. Of course, I and my folks don't believe anything's been wrong." "Believing that something was wrong is about all the attention my neighbors have given me, as far as I can see," Holcroft remarked bitterly.
The episode of the three volunteers who enlisted under Shaddai, into Captain Boanerges' company Tradition, Human-wisdom, and Man's-invention are inimitably beautiful. When they were aught in the rear, and taken prisoners 'as they did not live so much by religion as by the fates of fortune' they offer their services to Diabolus, and are joined to Captain Anything's company.
"I shall be wretched. Let people say what they like; anything's better than misery.... Far better now while there's still time...." "I don't understand," she answered, panic-stricken; "you mean you want to give it up...don't want it?" "Yes, if you don't love me." "You're out of your mind!" she cried, turning crimson with vexation.
"We can leg it at a trifle over nineteen knots," Captain Jones declared, as he picked up his cap, "and, anyway, anything's better than having one of those short-haired, smooth-tongued, blustering Germans on board." He hurried off, and Crawshay followed him on deck to watch developments.
"Go back to your room, now. That's the safest place for you, and you can't do nothin' at all out here. I'll report the case to the head office, an' we'll send out the alarm to the force. Now, here's your door. Just rest aisy, and they'll let you know if anything's found." And he passed on, leaving me dazed with dread and despair in the entrance of the fateful house.
I'm going to collect hundreds of examples of people who keep plugging along because they refuse to admit anything's the matter with them. It's like Napoleon's courier who didn't drop until he'd delivered his message and made his last precise military salute." One other thought struck me. "The blood spots on the curtain cannot be Miss Lamar's if, as you say, the scratch brought no blood."
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