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Updated: June 19, 2025
"She got one glimpse of that red haid of Tex and the pore lady's took to the sage," explained Yorky. "And him scrubbed so shiny fust time since Christmas before the big blizzard," sighed Doc Rogers. "Shucks! She ain't scared of no sawed-off, hammered-down runt like Texas, No, siree! Miss Messiter's on the absent list 'cause she's afraid she cayn't resist the blandishments of Soapy.
“I'm not,” allows Lillian. “To my notions all that votin' business is nothing for a lady to get mixed up in. No, sir.” Lillian makes that noise with her upper lip again. Lillian's lips are very red, her eyebrows very black. I'll not do anything, though, with my eyebrows. Says Lillian: “No, siree, not for a lady. I got a good bet up on the election. Yes, sir!—fifty dollars on Harding.”
"T' be born the only son of a rich father is a pretty bad disease, I reckon!" she continued, "yes, siree, it's bad for the child an' worse for the man; it's bound to be his ruination in the end like drink! And talkin' o' drink, I'm glad to see that b'y Arthur's so fond o' you." "Oh, why?" "Because you don't drink." "Well, I don't go to bed in my boots, do I, Mrs. Trapes?
"I deputize you to do the kissin' for me," he said to Parenthesis, who had laid his hand shoulder to detain him. "No, siree," the cowboy replied. "Every man does his own kissin' in this game." Slim half-turned as if undecided. Suddenly he turned on his heel, started for the corral. "I'll wait outside," he shouted. "No, you don't!" cried his companions.
There was no need of a written understanding; the two men simply said to each other that they would do certain things, install certain improvements, and share expenses and profits. Nothing on paper for them! No, siree, said "Red." He wouldn't hear of it. And everything had been as amicable as possible. It was curious to see the change in Uncle Henry since the arrival of little Pancho.
"No, I sha'n't be gone, but " Addressing herself to the astounded overalled man on the porch, she declared, "You're quite right, Jeff. And Milt is wrong. Insane adventure. Only, it's wonderful to be young enough to do insane adventures. Falling down abyssy places is so much more interesting than bridge. I'm going going going!... Milt, you telephone." "Don't you think you better?" "No, siree!
Ole One Spot he looked up here a minute ago, and giv' his eye a knowin' wink, as much as ter say: 'Go ahead; I know you won't hurt us. No, siree; it's suthin' they've smelled out, er seen, that's given 'em the scare of their young lives." "Maybe it was something on the other side of the mesa. Let's go and look," cried Jack.
And if any trouble say with your divers" click, click, click "Through and through like a sieve warranted to cure the worst kind of cussedness in any nigger. Yes, siree! A case of twenty-four or single specimens as you like. No? Shot-guns rifles? No! Waal, I guess you're of no use to me, but I could do a deal with that Tom what d'ye call him? Where d'ye catch him? Everywhere eh?
"No, siree, sir," Abe Potash exclaimed as he drew a check to the order of his attorney for a hundred and fifty dollars, "I would positively go it alone from now on till I die, Noblestone.
"No, siree!" replied Johnny. "Our babies are born in that little underground bedroom, and they stay down in the ground until they are big enough to hunt for food for themselves." "How many do you usually have?" inquired Chatterer the Red Squirrel. "Six or eight," replied Johnny Chuck. "Mrs. Chuck and I believe in large families."
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