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"Could I be so base as to deceive my dearest friends?" answered Lieutenant Wingate in an aggrieved tone. "How can you doubt me?" "Girls, if there be no objection, we will start at daybreak. Washington, do you know where the Thompson farm is?" questioned Grace. "Ah reckon Ah does," drawled Washington. "How far is it from here?" "'Bout two skips an' er jump, Ah reckons."
"Accordin' to what she says, if I'm a-to believe 'er, I'd have him up before the magistrate, sure as my name's Creed, an' get a separation, an' I wouldn't never live with 'im again: that's what she ought to do. An' if he come to go for her after that, I'd have 'im in prison, if 'e killed me first! I've no patience with a low class o' man like that! He insulted of me this morning."
Some days I had design'd t'have given thee To have prepar'd for this solemnity; But now my second thoughts believe it fit, You should this night to my desires submit. Er. This night! Ah, Sir, what is't you mean to do? Org. Preserve my Credit, and thy Honour too. Er. By such resolves you me to ruin bring. Org. That's better than to disoblige my King. Er.
I am unspeakably sorry, but I have been hard hit, and the plain truth is that I am quite powerless for the present. Of course I shall do what I can to delay er discovery, but unfortunately I must leave for South Africa on Friday, this day week." "Then all is lost! Ruin disgrace " "Not so loud, please. Be calm. All may not yet be lost if you at once accept young Craig's invitation.
I couldn't holler even, worth listenin'. An' who'd buy off a girl what can't holler?" "Hmm. I don' know. Hollerin's the life o' your trade, same's rub-a-dub-dubbin' 's the life o' mine, er puttin' the freshest flower to the front the bunch is o' Jane's. But, land, 'Queenie, you best not wait fer the cap'n. Best keep a doin', an' onct you're at it again, the holler'll come all right.
But some is made fer lovin'. They sech er heap o' no 'count folks in ther worl', hit do seem like a shame when one o' them sort don' love nobody, an' won't let nobody love them!" Mary Ellen was silent. She could not quite say the word to stop the old servant's garrulity, and the latter went on.
Ocock cried quits by remarking confidentially: "That little lady o' yours 'as got 'er 'eadpiece screwed on the right way. It beats me, doc., why you don't take 'er inter the store and learn 'er the bizness. No offence, I'm sure," he made haste to add, disconcerted by Mahony's cold stare.
An imposing butler appeared with a silver tray, and stood aghast. "Shafton live here?" inquired Billy trying to look business like. "Like to see him er the missus a minute," he added as the frowning vision bowed. The butler politely but firmly told him that the master and mistress had other business and no desire to see him. The young gentleman had come home, and the reward had been withdrawn.
"Well the gals Mammy thought hit war jes peculiar dat, dat happened wen she war er looking at the parade. "Yah! Yah! I sho remember how de ole folks uster dress. De women wore hop skirts en de men wore tight breeches.
For a whole year Frank had yearned for a smile or a kind word from the only woman in the world. Peter, his father, had rallied him somewhat upon his moodiness after Rena's departure. "Now 's de time, boy, fer you ter be lookin' roun' fer some nice gal er yo' own color, w'at'll 'preciate you, an' won't be 'shamed er you. You're wastin' time, boy, wastin' time, shootin' at a mark outer yo' range."
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