'Bother them,' said she; 'I'm playin' for something bigger than ivory nuts.

We'll dump them overside as soon as we get under way.'" Sheldon put his hands to his ears.
"I don't know what has happened, and you are trying to tell me the tale backwards.

Come up to the house and get in the shade and begin at the beginning." "What I want to know," Oleson began, when they were seated, "is _is_ she your partner or ain't she?
That's what I want to know." "She is," Sheldon assured him.
"Well, who'd have believed it!" Oleson glanced appealingly at Dr.
Welshmere, and back again at Sheldon.

"I've seen a few unlikely things in these Solomons--rats two feet long, butterflies the Commissioner hunts with a shot-gun, ear-ornaments that would shame the devil, and head-hunting devils that make the devil look like an angel.

I've seen them and got used to them, but this young woman of yours--" "Miss Lackland is my partner and part-owner of Berande," Sheldon interrupted.
"So she said," the irate skipper dashed on.