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But you go out with a gas-pipe gun an' ketch the little peacockses or somethin'. You kin get one day's leave easy as winkin'. Go along an' get it, an' get peacockses or somethin'." "Jock," said Mulvaney, turning to Learoyd, who was half asleep under the shadow of the bank. He roused slowly. "Sitha, Mulvaaney, go," said he.
I was to go to school and learn to be a lady, but baby has come, and I can't go now. It will make some differ with him perhaps, an' he'll come for baby's sake. You b'lieve me, Jake?" "Yes, honey same as ef 'twas de Lawd himself talkin' to me, an' I'll take keer of de little one till he comes, an' if I sees somebody winkin' or hunchin' de shoulder, I'll I'll "
"The's only one way to get around ol' Cast Steel," sez I, winkin'; so he got Barbie to beg for him when she went in that evenin', an' she got Jabez to let him go next day; but after Jabez'd had time to think it over, he sez to me, "Now see what I've done I've let that child wheedle me into changin' my mind an' lettin' a man break his word." "Well, he needed it mighty bad," sez I.
He climbed on a table and insisted on makin' a speech about it. You know how that home brew stuff works sometimes?" "I've been told that it has a certain potency," says Mr. Robert, winkin' at Nicky. "Anyway," I goes on, seein' that Nicky was still interested, "it seems to tie his tongue loose.
When she an' Mahs' Junius hab de weddin', dey'll hab it h'yar, ob course. She gwine to see ole Miss Keswick, coz dat's de way de fus' fam'lies allus does afore dey hab dere weddin'. I's pow'ful glad she's gwine dar, instid ob ole Miss Keswick comin' h'yar. I don' wan' her kunjerin' me, an' she'd do dat as quick as winkin' ef de batter bread's a leetle burned, or dar's too much salt in de soup.
"Which worried him, I expect?" says I, winkin' at J. Bayard. "Quite as much as if I had sent a note by my office boy," says Cuyler. "He rushed a construction train with two hundred men to the spot and gave the order himself to tear up our tracks. Well, it was rather a spirited contest.
"Confound him! if he'd a said he'd only leave a little drop, it would a been more like the thing; for he e'en a'most emptied the whole into the cup, and drank it off clean, without winkin'. "'It's a "very refreshin' time," sais I, 'ain't' it? But he didn't make no answer.
"He's pelting the gulls as usual," said Black Ned. "A-missin' of 'em, you mean," suggested Mitford. "Hallo, Terrence!" shouted Hayward, catching sight of the Irishman at that moment. "Here! we want you." "Comin', sor, jist wan more shot at this baste. He's bin flyin' round me hid for half-an-hour at laste, winkin' at the stones as they go by him. Och! missed again bad luck to ye!"
Just at first it was as if she couldn't do too much for him, to keep him spick and span, clean from top to toe, and always with a happy polish. Just at first he was, as Ranny said, "such a pretty little chap with his funny purple pillar, and his little peepers winkin' at you kind of playful, half the time." For the sun shone on him all that August honeymoon.
Would you blow her to a bowl of chow mein at some chop suey joint, or could you get by with a nut sundae at a cut-rate drug store? And suppose some curb broker was waitin' to take her out to Heather Blossom Inn? You'd put up a hot competition, you would, with nothing but the change from a five left in your jeans." "Ah, just leave that to me, old son," he'd say, winkin' devilish.
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