[Bob Strong’s Holidays by John Conroy Hutcheson]@TWC D-Link bookBob Strong’s Holidays CHAPTER ONE 5/11
"Pooh, pooh, nonsense, girl! I wasn't a bit asleep.
Heard every word you said.
What was it you said, eh--what, what ?" Bob and Nellie exchanged a smile at this; for, the old gentleman had not merely nodded previously to their having determined to change windows, but his gold-rimmed spectacles had almost tumbled from his nose, the latter organ also having given audible vent to certain stentorian sounds uncommonly like snoring! The old gentleman, however, did not appear conscious of all this evidence against his fancied wakefulness; and he blinked out so queerly from a pair of little black beady eyes, half-hidden under a fringe of bushy white eyebrows, which made them look all the blacker from contrast, as he glared over his spectacles at the brother and sister, that Bob's giggle expanded into a fit of irrepressible merriment, although he endeavoured vainly to conceal his want of manners by burying his face in his pocket-handkerchief. Bob some time afterwards told Nellie in confidence that, just then, the old gentleman so comically resembled `Blinkie,' a dissipated old tame jackdaw they had at home, in the way he cocked his head on one side, with his ruffled hair and all, that he couldn't have helped laughing, if he had died for it! "Well ?" said the old gentleman inquiringly, after a bit, tired apparently of waiting for an answer to his original question as to what Nellie had said as he woke up, gazing still fixedly at her, his beady black eyes twinkling and his bushy eyebrows bristling up like the whiskers of a cat when it is angry.
"What did he say, eh ?" "He--he was only speaking to me, sir," stammered poor Nellie, now trembling with fright.
"He was only speaking to me, that's all." "What, what ?" jerked out her unappeased questioner.
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