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"But he wasn't the first to run it on out," said John, who also had a good idea of the geography hereabouts, which he had carefully studied in advance. "It was Simon Fraser did that first." "Yes, they'll both been good man, heem," said Moise, his mouth full of bacon. "My wife, she'll had an onkle once name Fraser an' he'll been seex feet high an' strong like a hox those Fraser, yes, heem."
Don Luis Garcia, a little giddy and tremulous from the effects of that awful blow, wept remorsefully on the neck of McVey, who promptly suggested vinous consolation. "Ay de mi!" he wailed, "why deed I heem not keel so when that I the chance haddest! Now there will not the hangin' be, and Señorita de Tejada Ah, pobre nina!
Then he's makin' a fast goer bet you' life! I haf give heem " He suddenly interrupted himself and laid firm hold upon the man's arm. "You coom wit' me!" he invited, and began to drag the other toward the swing-doors. "You coom look at thot potrillo!" They went outside. On the curb, Felipe gazed about him, first with a look of pride, then with an expression of blank dismay.
To this Louis obtained a long reply, at which he first shook his head, then nodded and laughed, with a rejoinder which brought a sudden rush of tears to the black eyes below. Louis turned to Burns. "He say man lead heem here, make heem stand by window, make sign to heem to play. I tell heem man knew soft heart eenside."
'Si, signore. 'And why, may I ask, should an intelligent American family be living in Valedolmo? 'I do not know, signore. I have heard ze Signor Papa's healf was no good, and ze doctors in Americk' zay say to heem, "You need change, to breave ze beautiful climate of Italia." And he say, "All right, I go to Valedolmo." It is small, signore, but ver' famosa. Oh, yes, molto famosa.
"M'sieu' Peaslee he'll got hen-rouse? First tam Ah'll was heard of it, me. Fine t'ing for have hen-rouse, fine t'ing for M'sieu' Peaslee. Ah'll t'ink heem for be lucky, M'sieu' Peaslee. But Ah'll ain't know it. Ah'll ain't see nossin' of it, no, seh!" and Pete smiled innocently round at the enigmatic faces of the jurymen. "Mr.
Here it looked as if quiet order, cheerful obedience, willingness on the part of all, were ingrained in the people. Indeed, it was ever so different. By this time the rough table was set and Mrs. Papineau deplored the fact that Hugo had not consented to remain. "Heem is 'urted more as vat he tink," she confided to the girl. "To-morrow somebody go to de leetle shack an' fin' 'ow he is.
"This grizzly, he'll be chief. He'll be dead man, too, maybe. Those grizzly he'll be onkle of mine, maybe so. All Injun he'll not want for keel grizzly. Some Injun can talk to grizzly, an' some time grizzly he'll talk to Injun, too, heem." "Now, Moise," said Rob, "do you really think an animal can talk?" "Of course he'll talk.
"Surely you have been to school. You speak English. You are not a full-blood Indian." The girl's eyes sought the shadows beyond the firelight, and, as her lips framed a reply, Chloe marvelled at the weird beauty of her. "I go to school on de Mission, two years at Fort MacPherson. I learn to spik de Englis'. My fadder, heem Englis', but I'm never see heem.
Senator man he keel heem keel leetle boy?" she asked slowly. Eleanor thought a moment. "Yes, it is entirely true," she said, never heeding the import of her words to the superstitious mind of the Indian woman. A little hiss of breath came from the crouching form. She rose, drew the shawl round her head and at the door, turned.
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