"Savvey" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... none of it wi' me!" roared Smith, in a voice of amazing gruffness, and shook an artificially dirtied fist under the Chinaman's nose. "Get inside and gimme an' my mate a couple o' pipes. Smokee pipe, you yellow scum—savvy?" ...
— The Insidious Dr. Fu-Manchu • Sax Rohmer
... said," Cletus put in. "My cousin told me before I left home Communist clucks don't savvy Saturday from Sunday. Everybody knows you top boys have stolen everything not nailed down, and have stashed it away against the time your own people kick out ...
— Satan and the Comrades • Ralph Bennitt
... lay upon the Happy Family. "You fellows don't want to get excited and go to shooting," he warned, while they were still out of hearing of the herders. "We don't want Dunk to get anything like that on us; savvy?" ...
— Flying U Ranch • B. M. Bower
... "You savvy, John," said I, suiting my language to his comprehension, while from my eye the Gladiator broke—"bale you snavel-um that peller bullock. Me fetch-um you ole-man lick under butt of um lug; me gib-it you big one dressum down. ...
— Such is Life • Joseph Furphy
... "Yuh don't savvy riding a string? A string, m'son, is ten or a dozen saddle-horses that yuh ride turn about, and nobody else has got any right to top one; every fellow has got ...
— The Lure of the Dim Trails • by (AKA B. M. Sinclair) B. M. Bower
... captain's ticket. You'll call me 'sir' when you speak, and you'll take orders civilly and carry them out quick, or, by James! you'll find your teeth rammed down your throat in two twinkles of a handspike. Savvy that?" ...
— A Master of Fortune • Cutcliffe Hyne
... so shore. But then I can't savvy her. Lord knows I hope so, too. If she doesn't—if she goes back East an' leaves him ...
— The Call of the Canyon • Zane Grey
... and Snecker are blinds. Savvy what I mean, Morton? Maybe there's more in the parade than just the fame ...
— The Rustlers of Pecos County • Zane Grey
... doubting my close attendance at his horse's heels. I told myself that I had undoubtedly reached a bridge that had to be crossed, and so I spoke firmly, or as firmly as possible under the circumstances, to Supai Bob. No results. Bob was as unresponsive as any other Indian when he doesn't want to "savvy." I coaxed, I pulled, I pushed. I spanked with a board. Bob was not interested in what was across the river. Then and there I formed a high regard for that pony's sound judgment and will-power. At last the Chief looked back ...
— I Married a Ranger • Dama Margaret Smith |
