I'll have it all cleared up by midnight, 'r they'll be a shake-up at Central t'-morrow.

Something's going t' happen; feel it like a sailor feels a storm when they ain't a cloud anywheres.

Now, let's see what y' know about auction pinochle, Mr.Killigrew.

No use moping." The yacht dropped anchor off shore at five.

The beach was deserted.
Doubtless the guests were catnapping or reading.