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Suppose I drink gin, my little wifie he ’fraid.” To speak to her kindly was about more than I was fit for; I had made my vow I would never let on to weakness with a native, and I had nothing for it but to stop. She stood looking gravely down at me where I sat by the open case. “I think you good man,” she said.

She humped herself close up to me. She had run out the way she was, with nothing on her but her kilt; and she was all wet with the dews and the sea on the black beach, and shook straight on with cold and the terror of the dark and the devils. “Too much ’fraid,” was all she said. The far side of Case’s hill goes down near as steep as a precipice into the next valley.

He was on the point of crossing the dike, to visit the little landing-place where he kept his boat, when above the rush and whistle of the gale he heard Jamie's voice. He hurried back a few paces before he could make out what the little fellow was saying. "Pap," cried the child, "I want to get out of the wagon. 'Fraid Bill goin' to run away!" "Oh, nonsense!" answered Captain Joe.

The two fell briskly to work and soon made an impression on the blank iron wall. At first the American chatted of this and that, rehearsing his own aimless ramblings as men will, but presently he observed that Smith was painting away and paying no attention to his partner's chatter. "What's the worry, old man?" queried Madden lightly. "'Fraid the paint'll give out?"

If Hicks and Brown consent, your going will be all right with me." "Bueno!" and she dropped him a deep Spanish courtesy, executing a quick dancing step toward the door. "Den eet vill be so. I no 'fraid. I go see dem both. Adios." The door opened, and she flashed forth into the fading sunlight; it closed behind her, and left the two alone among the shadows.

"'Gator 'fraid we come shoot um, and come out of de ribber and 'teal a gun." "Nonsense! An alligator wouldn't do that." "Oh, I done know. 'Gator berry wicked ole rarksle." "Where are the marks then?" I said. "Ah, Pomp find um foots and de mark of de tail."

"Oh, Mistah Dane, find Missie Jean," she pleaded. "Bring back my sweet lamb. I'se 'fraid de Injuns or bears has toted her off. Oh! oh! oh! What will I do wifout my darlin' chile!" "We will find her, Mammy, never fear," Dane comforted. "Get some food ready, and Pete and I will begin the search at once." "I'll have it ready fo' yo' in a jiffy, Mistah Dane," and the old woman toddled to her feet.

'It's from the Livingstone boy, said Mrs Brower. 'I've heard he's the son of a rich man. ''Fraid he took a great fancy t' Hope, said David. 'Father, said the girl, you've no right to say that. I'm sure he never cared a straw for me. 'I don't think we ought to keep it, said Mrs Brower, looking up thoughtfullyy. 'Shucks and shavin's! said Uncle Eb.

"Me 'fraid oo's a no'ty, no'ty ickle dirl! All datie!" Jane advanced. "I wish you'd let me carry Flopit for you," she said. Giving forth another gentle scream, Miss Pratt hopped prettily backward from Jane's extended hands. "Oo-oo!" she cried, chidingly. "Mustn't touch! P'eshus Flopit all soap-water-wash clean. Ickle dirly all muddy-nassy!

For goodness sake, stop! Don't make an exhibition of yourself. What is the matter with you? She. N-nothing. I'm better now. He. That's all right. One moment, dear. There's a little wisp of hair got loose from behind your right ear and it's straggling over your cheek. So! She. Thank'oo. I'm 'fraid my hat's on one side, too. He. What do you wear these huge dagger bonnet-skewers for?