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There's many another man 'ud hanker more than he does. He's the best of husbands." "Oh, I know," said Priscilla, smiling sarcastically, "I know the way o' wives; they set one on to abuse their husbands, and then they turn round on one and praise 'em as if they wanted to sell 'em. But father'll be waiting for me; we must turn now."
"He's had his chance," Eric interrupted sharply. "You start absolutely free." "You mean he's rejected me?" After the tragic talk of God's striking her down for taking His name in vain, Eric could not attune himself readily to a whimper of wounded vanity.
And, Jack, I do believe he's gone there." The telephone rang and the Little Woman excused herself and went into the hall, closing the door softly behind her.
"Poor eyesight!" ejaculated Lane. "He was the best shot in the battery the best hunter among the boys. Well, that's funny." "Daren, there are people who called Dick Swann a slacker," returned Lorna, as if forced to give this information. "But I never saw that it hurt him. He's rich now. His uncle left him a million, and his father will leave him another.
'I think he's quite able to look after himself, she said. 'And if he isn't, sure, he must take the consequences. Mrs Gildea could get nothing more out of Lady Bridget. She attacked McKeith in a more tentative manner, but Colin was doggedly reticent. He was taking the thing hardly. His way of facing a serious situation was by setting his teeth and saying nothing.
The tug hauls 'em back to Warwhoop for seventy dollars, which is paid out of the rescooed treasure of Jedge Finn, the same bein' declar'd salvage by them bandits he's been playin' with. "'It's two o'clock in the afternoon when that band of gamblers pulls up ag'in at Warwhoop, an' they're shorely a saddened party as they files ashore.
It's lucky we came when we did he was just going out on the road again, up to Maine. I know where Miss Lise is." "He told you!" exclaimed Janet. "He told me indeed, but it wasn't any joy to him. He was all for bluffing at first. It's easy to scare the likes of him. He was as white as his collar before I was done with him. He knows who I am, all right he's heard of me in Hampton," Mr.
When he's ridin' a log near the falls at high water, or cuttin' the key-log in a jam, he ain't in no place for blasphemious swearin'; jest a little easy, perlite 'damn' is 'bout all he can resk, if he don't want to git drownded an' hev his ghost walkin' the river-banks till kingdom come. "There was folks on the bridge," Long answered, "but we was the only ones near enough to see an' hear.
"Janet, ain't that Billy's sail crossin' the bay?" she said. Janet came to the window. "Yes, it is," she faltered; "and he's going on!" "Well, what do you suppose? Ain't he got t' get back by sundown? 'T would be a pretty pass if he'd come off at sundown." "But he's been off all day, likely as not!" Janet's lip quivered. "Well, s'pose he has.
Had another one; he's married now, poor dear and just as happy as if he had some sense." "You're not?" "Not what happy or married?" "Married, silly!" "And I'm not. Now it's your turn. Where do you live? Here in town?" "Oh, no. Dad's got a farm twenty miles up the river and a ranch out on the flat.
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