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He held up the hooked arm menacingly. "Ye've seen me rip up many a man with it, ain't ye, Scraggy?" "Yep." "And I ain't got nothin' ag'in' rippin' up a woman, nuther. So, when ye go back to yer pa in Ithacy, keep yer mouth shet.... Will ye let up that there cryin'?" Suppressing her tears, Scraggy shoved back a little from the table.
Daddy's shanty was in her care, and of what night had she ever been afraid? "I air a goin' home," she answered almost sullenly; "ain't a dum bit afraid of nothin'." As Frederick turned to her side, Tess glanced up confusedly. "Ye can't walk with me through the streets of Ithacy," said she. "Why not?" "Cause well, cause ye can't, that's why!"
"Where be yer dad?" queried Longman, smiling as he caught up two long fish, depositing one beside him where it flopped helplessly about upon the hot sand. "Gone to Ithacy," replied Tessibel, and without change of expression or color caught the floundering fish in her dirty fingers.
"Yes, child, I wanted to tell you of some new friends your father has made in Ithaca strong friends to aid him." "Friends," echoed Tess wonderingly. "Daddy Skinner had fishermen for his friends and not people of Ithacy come in," she added. The fire crackled on the hearth and Tess sat down to listen with open lips.
The three had worked for many hours with scarcely a word spoken, with scarcely a recognition of one another. Of a sudden Eli Cronk raised his head and said, "Lem, Scraggy was to Mammy's t'other day." "I didn't know ye'd been to Ithacy?" Lem made the statement a question. "Yep, I went to see Mammy, and she says as how Scraggy's pappy were dead, and as how the gal's teched in here."
Were the officers of the law waiting for him? "Ezy air home," resumed Myra rapidly, leaning tensely toward him. "He walked through the rain from Ithacy. He says as how ye air goin' to be tooked to prison. I has the brat here with me ... we air a-goin' away.... Get up, Ben. Hustle yer bones!" The blue-jeans breeches, streaked with the blood of many a fish, were drawn on in a twinkling.
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