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Farnol, Jeffery, 1878-1952

"The Definite Object A Romance of New York"

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"The idea of you a-sellin' peanuts!"
"Well, I've only been guilty of it four days so far, Mrs. Trapes."
"Anyway, you've disgusted Hermy!"
"Ah, so you told her, did you?"
"O' course I did!"
"And what did she say?"
"Laughed at first."
"She has a beautiful laugh!" said Ravenslee musingly.
"An' then she got thoughtful--"
"She's loveliest when she's thoughtful, I think," said Ravenslee.
"An' then she got mad at you an' frowned--"
"She's very handsome when she frowns!" said Ravenslee.
"Oh, shucks!" said his landlady, slapping the ham rasher into the pan.
"And she was very angry, was she?"
"I should say so!" snorted Mrs. Trapes, "stamped her foot an' got red in
the face--"
"I love to see her flush!" said Ravenslee musingly again.
"Said she wondered at you, she did! Said you was a man without any pride
or ambition--an' that's what I say too--peanuts!"
"They're very wholesome!" he murmured.
"Sellin' peanuts ain't a man's job, no more than grinding a organ is."
"There's money in peanuts!"
"Money!" said Mrs.


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