Mr.Chris Badger's got jobs enough, accordin' to his sign.

He won't starve if he don't collect rents for me any more." The hotel dinner was neither bountiful nor particularly well cooked.
The Holts joined them at table and Winnie S.talked a good deal.

He expressed much joy at the recovery of his lantern.
"But when I see you folks in that house last night," he said, "I thought to myself, 'Judas priest!' thinks I.'Them women has got more spunk than I've got.' Gettin' into a house like that all alone in the dark--Whew! Judas priest! I wouldn't do it!" "Why not ?" asked Emily.
"Oh, just 'cause I wouldn't, I suppose.

Now I don't believe in such things, of course, but old Laban he did die there.

I never heard nothin', but they tell me--" "Rubbish!" broke in Mr.Holt, Senior.