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Rupert readily caught the runaway animal, and, leading him into the yard, fastened and fed him. "Take off your hat, Miss," said Mrs. Ames, "your head'll feel easier. I know it must ache with such a knock as that. I believe you're cold, too. Put your feet on the hearth or here, I'll open the oven door there! You must take a cup of coffee with us. It'll warm you.
My head'll bust if I don't get some sleep." "I tell you, Miss Mae, there ain't one of 'em is worth more than his bank-book. You're always giving away everything you got, Miss Mae. Honest, you'd give your best blue silk coat off your back if " "If that's what you're hinting for, Loo, for pity's sake take it! I don't want it. It's too tight for me in the arms. Take it, Loo. I don't want it.
But you musn't call no sich names as that, or I'll knock your head off." "Whose head'll you knock off?" said a burly man, thrusting himself in front of the lawyer, with his fist doubled. "Yours, for example," promptly responded Shorty, sending out his mighty right against the man's head. "Don't be a fool, Markham," said the lawyer, catching the man and pushing him back into the crowd behind.
"Where's y'r pa?" she asked after a moment, wiping her eyes with her apron. One of the group, the one cuffed last, sniffed out, in rage and grief: "He's in the corn-field; where'd ye s'pose he was?" "Good land! why don't the man work all night? Sile, you put that dipper in that milk agin, an' I'll whack you till your head'll swim!
"I b'lieve my head'll burst!" he complained. "Leave that soda-caffeine be." He would never forget Runnel with his everlasting pain; or Dake, who lived by scaring women.... Great audiences and roses, and the roar of applause. He heard it now. Harry Baggs returned to the Nursery, where, with his visions, his sense of justification, he was happy among the fields of plants.
"DO let me alone," said Miss Zielinski pettishly, holding fast to the book; but she did not raise her eyes, for they were wet. "You know you'll count the washing all wrong again to-morrow, your head'll be so full of that stuff." "Yes, it's time to go, girls; to-morrow's Saturday."
"Yeh've been grazed by a ball. It's raised a queer lump jest as if some feller had lammed yeh on th' head with a club. It stopped a-bleedin' long time ago. Th' most about it is that in th' mornin' yeh'll feel that a number ten hat wouldn't fit yeh. An' your head'll be all het up an' feel as dry as burnt pork. An' yeh may git a lot 'a other sicknesses, too, by mornin'. Yeh can't never tell.
Sile, you put that dipper in that milk agin, an' I'll whack you till your head'll swim! Sadie, le' go Pet, an' go 'n get them turkeys out of the grass 'fore it gits dark! Bob, you go tell y'r dad if he wants the rest o' them cows milked he's got 'o do it himself. I jest can't, and what's more, I won't," she ended, rebelliously.
Tomlinson, looking after the lawyer admiringly. 'Why, he's drunk the best part of a bottle o' brandy since here we've been sitting, and I'll bet a guinea, when he's got to Trower's his head'll be as clear as mine. He knows more about law when he's drunk than all the rest on 'em when they're sober. 'Ay, and other things too, besides law, said Mr. Budd.
I hope you'll get the V.C. or something the Head'll be sure to give us a half-holiday.
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