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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 Excerpt: ...out in the eyes ot the sun--it's so pwecious hot. So I pwoposed we should walk in and sit down, and so we did, and then I began: "Miss Chafhngham, now, don't you think it doosid cool?" "Cool, Lord D.," she said; "why, I thought you were complaining of the heat?" "I beg your pardon," I said," I--I--can't speak vewy fast (the fact is that a beathtly wasp was buthhing about me at the moment) and I hadn't quite finished my thentence.--I was going to say, don't you think it's doosid cool ot Wagsby to go on laughing--at--at a fellah as he does? "Well, my Lord," she said, " I think so too; and I wonder you stand it. You--have your remedy, you know." "What wemedy?" I said. "You--you don't mean to say I ought to thwash him, Miss Charlotte?" Here she--she somehow began to laugh, but in such a peculiar way that I--I couldn't think what she meant. "A vewy good idea," I said. "I've a vewy good mind to try it. I had on the gloves once with a lay figure in a painter's studio--and gave it an awful licking. It's true it didn't hit back, you know--I--I did all the hitting then. And pwaps--pwaps Wagsby would hit back. But if--if he did anything so ungentlemanlike as that, I could always--always--always" "Always what, my Lord?" said Lotty, who was going on laughing in a most hystewical manner. "Why I could always say it was a mithtake, and--and it shouldn't happen again, you know." "Admirable policy, upon my word," she said, and began tittering again. But what the dooth amuthed her so I never could make out. Just then we heard a sort of rustling in the leaves behind, and I confess, I felt wather nervouth. "It's only a bird," Lotty sai...

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  • EditoreRareBooksClub.com
  • Data di pubblicazione2012
  • ISBN 10 1130166716
  • ISBN 13 9781130166712
  • RilegaturaCopertina flessibile
  • LinguaInglese
  • Numero di pagine296

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