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Tell him to keep the papers till he hears from me, but the bag he's to give to you, an' you're to bring it along quick with the key. Mind, you're not to go with him on any account; an' if you should run against this Glass on your way, give him a wide berth go straight home to Stimcoe's do anything but lay him on to my trail by comin' back to tell me. Understand?
"Down to the office of Barwell & Cameron, on Broad street. Do ye know 'em?" "I know of them, and I can find somebody who does know them, so there will not be the least trouble." "It's a load off my mind," said Josiah Bean, with a sigh. "Ye see, the money is comin' to my wife. She writ to 'em that I was comin' to collect an' they writ back it would be all right, only I would have to be identified.
Fishley, there must be a letter for me. Ethan writ me there was one comin'; and he said it would be here by to-day, for sartain," protested Miss Larrabee. "Mebbe it's got into some other hole." "Well, to please you, I'll look them all over; but I don't remember seeing any letter for you." "I tell ye it must have come afore now," persisted the venerable maiden.
I'm noan comin' down again to-night. Daniel laughed the more at this, especially when he caught Charley's look of disappointment. 'Hearken how she's bolted her door. She'll noane come near us this night. Eh! but she's a stiff little 'un; she's been our only one, and we'n mostly let her have her own way.
I didn't expect to find a human being on these shores. I ax your pardon for comin' in on ye, but I have memories of this spot that made me think strange things when I saw your camp. I am John Norton, the trapper. And who might you be, young man?" "I am Henry Herbert," I replied; "but just call me plain Henry." "Well, Henry," began the old trapper, "I am going to call you that.
Don't be worryin' about th' lad. He's as safe as you be. He'll be comin' home as fine an' hearty as ever you see him, an' with a fine hunt." "I knows the's no call for th' worry," she answered, "but someways I has a forebodin' o' somethin' evil t' happen an' I can't shake un off. I can't tell what an be. Mayhap 'tis th' maid.
"Mighty likely now," continued my friend, following a profound pause which was comfortably filled with peach and honey; "it's mighty likely now, comin' down to folks, that the most ornery party I ever knows is Curly Ben. This yere Ben is killed, final; clowned by old Captain Moon.
"You said," she continued, "it shouldn't make no difference, what I'd done 'fore you married me. You said we couldn't help the past, but we could what's comin' to us. An' I thought you was an angel, Isr'el, with your religion an' all. Not many men would ha' said that. I didn't know one. An' we were married an' you changed." "Yes," he said.
Barnes always used to do. He had thirteen children; nine of 'em was girls. Whenever he saw a thunder-shower comin' up, he used to make Mis' Barnes an' the children go into the parlor, an' then they'd all set in the middle of the floor, an' he'd offer prayer. He used to say he'd do his part an' get in the safest place he knew of, an' then ask the Lord to help him. Mandy Pratt!"
And with that he hove his shoulder against the panels and jammed the door open by main force, all but flattenin' the other feller behind it. 'Walk in, Gin'ral, he says to Jonadab, and in we went, me wonderin' what was comin' next, and not darin' to guess. "There was a kind of partitioned off hallway inside, with another door in the partition.
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