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The words were hardly out of his mouth, however, ere, with his customary quickness, he seized the root of this proceeding: in vain I shook out the long fringe, and spread forth the broad end of my scarf. "A-h-h! c'est la robe rose!" broke from his lips, affecting me very much like the sudden and irate low of some lord of the meadow.
'Oh, I hope they are going to give us another! Isn't it pretty, coming out of the dark in that way? Look look down. There's Mrs. Gregory wiping her eyes! 'It's like home, rather, said Scott. 'I remember 'H'sh! Listen! dear.'And it began again: When shepherds watched their flocks by night 'A-h-h! said William, drawing closer to Scott.
"My respective hearers-ah, you see-ah as how-ah as my tex'-ah says that the ox-ah knoweth his owner-ah, and-ah the ass-ah his master's crib-ah. A-h-h! But the preacher did not see this analogy. Fer they's a tremengious defference-ah atwixt defferent oxen-ah, jest as thar is atwext defferent men-ah; fer the ox knoweth-ah his owner-ah, and the ass-ah, his master's crib-ah.
"You likewise wears buckled breeches, and gray worsted stockings." "You are a very observant man!" said I. "Though, to be sure," said he, shaking his head, "I don't see no 'andcuffs." "That is because they are hidden under my sleeves." "A-h-h!" said he, and I saw the stick quiver in his grip. "As I said before, you are a very observant man!" said I, watching the stick.
"It aches all the time, 'cept when I'm asleep or Polly's tellin' stories." "I know," and Miss Lucy's face grew grave. "We shall miss Polly." "When's she goin' home?" The blue eyes went suddenly anxious. "Oh, not until next week!" was the cheerful response. "There'll be time for plenty of stories before then." "A-h-h!" wailed little French Aimee, from the opposite cot. "Pollee go?"
Then he smacked his big lips, rolled his eyes around, and with a deep breath exclaimed, "A-h-h!
He took out his jack-knife and cut the cord. It was a thin paper that he drew forth, and with little writing on it. Soon Judge Little had made himself master of its contents, with an Um-m-m, as he started, and with an A-h-h! when he concluded, and a sucking-in of his thin cheeks. He looked around again, a new brightness in his eyes. But he said nothing. He merely handed the paper to Ollie.
"Shemah beni!" Every one looked at him. "Hear, my son!" he repeated in comic horror. Then relapsing into English, he explained. "I've forgotten to give Leah a present from her chosan." "A-h-h!" Everybody gave a sigh of deep interest; Leah, whom the exigencies of service had removed from his side to the head of the table, half-rose from her seat in excitement.
"A-h-h!" said William, drawing closer to Scott. "All seated on the ground, The Angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. This time it was William that wiped her eyes. "It is a queer name," Mrs. Strickland admitted, "and none of our family have ever borne it, but, you see, he is the first man to us."
"A-h-h!" said William, drawing closer to Scott. "All seated on the ground, The Angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. This time it was William that wiped her eyes. A locomotive is, next to a marine engine, the most sensitive thing man ever made; and No. .007, besides being sensitive, was new.
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