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Updated: July 12, 2025
"On your way, now, on your way!" says I; gazin' haughty over the brass gate. "No window cleanin' done here durin' office hours!" "But," says the specimen on the other side, "I I didn't come to clean the windows." "Eh?" says I, sizin' up the blue flannel shirt, the old leather belt, and other marks of them pail and sponge artists.
You've got more ability than any man in the State, and you sit here gazin' at that mountain and lettin' a darned fool millionaire walk in ahead of you." Austen rose and crossed over to Mr. Gaylord's chair, and, his hands still in his pockets, looked down thoughtfully into that gentleman's square and rugged face.
"Strategy is what we want from you, young man. Plenty of it under that brilliant hair of yours. We'll give you three minutes." And of course, havin' it batted up to me that way by the big boss, and with Vee gazin' at me expectant, I had to produce. "You'll stand for any little tale I tell 'em, eh?" I asks. "Absolutely," says he.
While Lindy well, in her black sewin' dress and white apron, she looks slimmer and more old maidish than ever. He confines his greetin' to a nod of the head, and stands there gazin' at her as calm as if he was starin' at some stranger in the street. "I suppose you've come to take me away with you, Carlos?" says she. "No," says he. "But I thought," says Lindy, "I I thought some day you might.
They didn't exactly go to a clinch, but they shook hands so long the waiter had to slide the caviar canape between 'em, and even after we got 'em to sit down they couldn't seem to break off gazin' at each other. As a fond reunion it was a success from the first tap of the bell. They went to it strong. As for the Profess., he seemed to be knocked clear off his pins.
An' th' ol' man'd take him walkin' on a Sundah, an' pint out th' rows an' rows iv houses, with th' childher in front gazin' in awe at th' great man an' their fathers glowerin' fr'm the windows, an' say, 'Thim will all be yours whin ye grow up, Dan'l O'Connell, avick. "Well, it didn't take an eye iv a witch to see that Dan'l O'Connell was a bor-rn idjet.
The curius thing on't wuz, it kep a growin' bigger and bigger all the time we wuz approachin' it, till, as we stood at its base, it seemed to tower up into the very skies. There wuz some flights of stun steps a leadin' up to some doors in the side on't. And we went inside on't after we had gin a good look at the outside. But it took us some time to get through gazin' at the outside on't.
But there, I feel for her, everybody does; it keeps her stubbin' an' trippin' against everything, beakin' and gazin' up the way she has to." "Yes, yes," said the doctor, whose eyes were twinkling. "I'll come and look after her, with your town doctor, this summer, some time in the last of July or first of August." "You'll find occupation," said Betsey, not without an air of patronage.
He don't seem to take much notice of that statement, just sits there gazin' vacant at the wall and fingerin' his cigar. After a minute or so of this he remarks, sort of to himself: "Bonnie, eh? Well, well!" I might have smiled. Probably I did, for the last person in the world you'd look for anything like mushy sentiments from would be Old Hickory Ellins.
Theodore Bayly Bagstock's third Wednesday; the other was six lines in the obituary column. Old Hickory reads 'em, and then sits for a minute, gazin' over the top of his desk at nothing at all. "Poor Natalie!" says be, after a while. "So that was her last." "Nobody ever finished any happier, though," says I. "Hah!" says he. "Then perhaps that balances the account."
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