Vulgar words in The Landlord at Lion's Head — Complete (Page 1)

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about the size of it x 1
canuck x 33
damn x 5
fag x 1
hussy x 2
            
make love x 1
scrap x 3
            

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"It's that Canuck chopping in Whitwell's clearing.

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He was that Canuck I had helpin' me clear that piece over on Lion's Head for the pulp-mill; pulp-mill went all to thunder, and I never got a cent.

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Jackson came in presently with the little Canuck, whom Whitwell presented to Westover: "Know Jombateeste?"

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Jackson put his planchette on the table, and sat down before it with a sigh; the Canuck remained standing, and on foot he was scarcely a head higher than the seated Yankees.

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Jackson sat with closed eyes and his head fallen back; Whitwell stared at the painter, with open mouth; the little Canuck began to walk up and down impatiently; Westover felt a reproach, almost an abhorrence, in all of them.

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The Canuck felt perhaps the simpler joy that the average man has in any strange notion that he is able to grasp.

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"Well, I guess you're right there, Jombateeste," said Whitwell, with pleasure in the Canuck's point.

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The little Canuck, as if he had now no further concern in the matter, sat down in a corner and smoked silently.

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Jackson's wasted face gave no token of interest; Whitwell laid half his gaunt length across the table in the endeavor to make out some meaning in them; the Canuck, with his hands crossed on his stomach, smoked on, with the same gleam in his pipe and eye.

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"What's the matter with plantchette?" said Jeff, before he said to his brother, "Hello, Jackson!" and to the Canuck, "Hello, Jombateeste!"

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Whitwell shouted to the Canuck.

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The little Canuck was the only one who suffered himself a contemporaneous consolation.

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She did not look up, but let him make several failures to light his cigar, and damn the matches under his breath, before she pushed the drop-light to him in silent suggestion.

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Damn caterer's man?"

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Thought--thought it was damn caterer's man.

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Bessie implored, and at a little yielding in Jeff her brother added: "Come in, you damn jay!"

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Jombateeste himself came to Cynthia with his mending, and her needle kept him tight and firm against the winter which it amused Westover to realize was the Canuck's native element, insomuch that there was now something incongruous in the notion of Jombateeste and any other season.

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I've been going with another girl down there, one the kind you wanted me to make up to, and I went so far I--well, I made love to her; and then I thought it over, and found out I didn't really care for her, and I had to tell her so, and then I came up to tell Cynthy.

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That's about the size of it.

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In the end she seemed to conceive of her simply as a hussy, and so pronounced her, without limit or qualification, in spite of Jeff's laughing attempt to palliate her behavior, and to inculpate himself.

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I got to scrapping with a man, Class Day; we wanted to settle a little business we began at the Tree, and he left his marks on me.

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"Damn her!

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Westover, standing across the grave from him, noticed the marks on his forehead that he said were from his scrapping, and wondered what really made them.

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The little Canuck paused, as if uncertain whether he was made the object of unfriendly derision or not, and looked at Westover for help.

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The Canuck declined with a dignified bow, and Jeff said: "You don't smoke any more?

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Jeff lighted for himself the cigar the Canuck had refused, and smoked down upon the little man.

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"About that hussy in Boston?

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Whitwell called to the Canuck, and he came forward to the edge of the mow, and stood, fork in hand, looking down.

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"Nosseh!" said the Canuck, with a misliking eye on Jeff.

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"Not for you, Jeff Dorrgin," returned the Canuck.

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One day, toward the very last, Durgin found himself pretty well fagged in the old pulp-mill clearing on the side of Lion's Head, which still belonged to Whitwell, and he sat down on a mouldering log there to rest.

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Jeff could not resist the desire to scoff which always came upon him at sight of the Canuck.

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I'll take your gun home for you," and it was easy for him to detach the piece from the bewildered Canuck's grasp.

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Why, that Canuck didn't seem to have no more head on him than a hen.

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It was clear to him now that the Class-Day scrapping which had left its marks upon Jeff's face was with Lynde, and that when Jeff got him in his power he was in such a fury for revenge that no mere motive of prudence could have arrested him.

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"It's that Canuck chopping in Whitwell's clearing.

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He was that Canuck I had helpin' me clear that piece over on Lion's Head for the pulp-mill; pulp- mill went all to thunder, and I never got a cent.

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Jackson came in presently with the little Canuck, whom Whitwell presented to Westover: "Know Jombateeste?"

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Jackson put his planchette on the table, and sat down before it with a sigh; the Canuck remained standing, and on foot he was scarcely a head higher than the seated Yankees.

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Jackson sat with closed eyes and his head fallen back; Whitwell stared at the painter, with open mouth; the little Canuck began to walk up and down impatiently; Westover felt a reproach, almost an abhorrence, in all of them.

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The Canuck felt perhaps the simpler joy that the average man has in any strange notion that he is able to grasp.

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"Well, I guess you're right there, Jombateeste," said Whitwell, with pleasure in the Canuck's point.

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The little Canuck, as if he had now no further concern in the matter, sat down in a corner and smoked silently.

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Jackson's wasted face gave no token of interest; Whitwell laid half his gaunt length across the table in the endeavor to make out some meaning in them; the Canuck, with his hands crossed on his stomach, smoked on, with the same gleam in his pipe and eye.

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"What's the matter with plantchette ?" said Jeff, before he said to his brother, "Hello, Jackson!" and to the Canuck, "Hello, Jombateeste!"

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Whitwell shouted to the Canuck.

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