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An' Mulligan's an Irishman an' mean say, he's the meanest mutt you ever see. A Jew's mean, so's a Chink, but a mean Harp's got 'em both skinned 'way to 'Frisco an' back again! Why, Mulligan's that mean he wouldn't cough up a nickel to see the Statue o' Liberty do a Salomy dance in d' bay. So when the mazuma's shy Hermy worries some " "Don't you help her?" demanded Mr. Ravenslee.
"Not," enquired Ravenslee, "not er in bed, is she?" "Mr. Geoffrey, I don't know; I'm busy. Go an' see for yourself she's your wife, ain't she?" "Why, since you ask, I er hardly know," he answered a little ruefully, "anyway, found she shall be."
Y' see, Geoff, a girl always thinks a feller's got his lamps I mean eyes on their rags clo'es, I mean. 'S' funny, ain't it? Gee, but I'm hungry!" "So am I!" said Hermione. "So am I!" said Ravenslee. "Why, then," quoth Spike, "I'll tell you what let's all sit down and eat!
"But you see I'm anxious to find Spike because " "Well, say, you keep on bein' anxious, only do it somewheres else. I don't want youse around where I am, see? So beat it while d' goin's good!" "Why er no," said Ravenslee in his laziest tones, "no, I don't think I'll beat it.
"But, Jiminy Christmas you bought such a lot of each. Who's goin' t' eat all these?" "We, of course!" "But we can't eat 'em all!" sighed Spike. "Can't we?" said Ravenslee, beginning to view the quantity of the numerous viands with dubious eyes. "They do seem rather a lot now I see 'em all together. But I'm ravenous, and if we can't manage 'em, we'll find some one who can."
And here, in a dismal, small street hard by the river, behold Ravenslee halt his gaily painted pushcart, whereat a shrill clamour arises that swells upon the air, a joyous babel; and forth from small and dismal homes, from narrow courts and the purlieus adjacent, his customers appear.
"The fairies!" said Hermione a little bitterly, "I guess they are too busy over their own affairs to trouble about a poor, little, sick child; besides, what fairy could possibly live five minutes in Mulligan's?" "Which leaves us," said Ravenslee thoughtfully, "which leaves us the beautiful City of Perhaps. It is a wonderful thought, that!" "But only a thought!" she sighed. "Is it?
No, I said Double-three Wall." Telephone. "Buzz! Ting! Zut!" Ravenslee. "Sounded different, did it? Well, I want " Telephone. "Buzz! Zut! Ting!" Ravenslee. "Thanks. Hello, that Thirty-three Wall? Dana and Anderson's Office? Good! I want to speak with Mr. Anderson say Mr. Ravenslee." Telephone. "Zing!" Ravenslee. "Thanks. That you, Anderson?" Telephone. "Pang!" Ravenslee. "Thanks very well!
Ravenslee sat utterly still, and when at last he spoke his voice sounded even more gentle than before. "My good Flowers, there is just one thing you shall not do, and that is, speak her name in my hearing. You're not fit to, and, Mr. Flowers, I'll not permit it." "Is that so?" snarled M'Ginnis, "well, then, listen some more.
Ravenslee, in frowning perplexity, "but that's about all I can tell you." "Thank you," sighed the girl, "I must go and try again. I know I shall find him soon." But, though she tried to speak in a tone of cheerful confidence, her shapely head drooped rather hopelessly. "You mean you are going out on to the to look for him again?" "Why, of course," she answered, "I must find Arthur!"
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