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Good morning, sir." "What are you going to do!" said the doctor. "Do, sir? I'm a-going to let Sir James do his worst. My beasts ain't dangerous, and they ain't on a public road, so there they stay till I want 'em for the shop. Morning, young er gentleman. You're not afraid of a bullock?" "No," said Dexter quietly, "I don't think I am."
Mr Cobb and Mr Parkes shook their heads in unison, muttering, 'No, no, Johnny, not you! But as such compliments had usually the effect of making Mr Willet rather more dogged than before, he surveyed them with a look of deep disdain, and returned for answer: 'Then what do you mean by coming here, and telling me that this evening you're a-going to walk up to London together you three you and have the evidence of your own senses?
I said there was nothing except the letters and perhaps a small parcel from the post office. She lingered a moment before going, and finally said: "You'll excuse me naming it, sir, but there seems to be some funny people about the roads to-day, if you'd please to be what I mean to say a bit on the look-out, if you're not a-going out yourself." "Certainly," I said. "No, I don't mean to go out.
But he tells me the sad news, that he is out of all expectations that ever the debts of the Navy will be paid, if the Parliament do not enable the King to do it by money; all they can hope for to do out of the King's revenue being but to keep our wheels a-going on present services, and, if they can, to cut off the growing interest: which is a sad story, and grieves me to the heart.
I've a coach at the door, and we'll be off and dine with the old lady." "Are you going to dine with the Baroness de Bernstein, pray?" "Not me no such honour. Had my dinner already. It's you are a-going to dine with your aunt, I suppose?" "Mr. Draper, you suppose a great deal more than you know," says Mr. Warrington, looking very fierce and tall, as he folds his brocade dressing-gown round him.
I ain't a-going to refuse to bear the burden which came to be my lot. I don't suppose he's earned a single shilling since he left the regiment, and that is hard upon a poor woman who's got nothing but her wages." "Now, look here, Mrs Baggett." "Yes, sir." "Send him your wages." "And have to go in rags myself, in your service." "You won't go in rags. Don't be a fool."
You see, I made up a bundle o' wittles as if I was a-going, and she saw me take it out under my arm, and she called to me to stop, but I wouldn't, because I was so waxy." "And I made up a bundle too, Jem. I I did half think of going away." "Then you've done it now, my lad. My Sally will think I've forsook her." "And they at home will think of me as a thief. Oh, fool fool fool!"
Think how agreeable and graceful it would be for Mrs. Daniel O'Connell to repair to the sofa, among a few respectable friends, and, taking up her bagpipes, set her elbow a-going, until the drone gives two or three broken groans, and the chanter a squeak or two, like a child in the cholic, or a cat that you had trampled on by accident. Then comes the real ould Irish music, that warms the heart.
"I ain't a-going to ask him. It don't matter to him who's there, so long as there is some one to look after the premises. I'm going to put in my own man; and you can have the job if you like, and take two-thirds o' my pay that's twenty shillings. I shall be back by three or four o'clock in the morning, so as to give you time for a nap before your own work begins.
I asked him where he lodged; he said he didn't know. I was a-going to ask him summat else, but afore I could speak he tumbles down on the ground. We'd hard work to lift him up; some was for calling police, others wanted to make short work with him. But I said, says I, `You just let him alone, I'll look arter him; and so I did.
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