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It was wi' Joey deein' sae sudden, an' I took on sae terrible aboot 'im 'at I thocht all alang the Lord would gie me another laddie." "Ay, I wanted 'im to be a laddie mysel," said Hendry, "so as he could tak Joey's place." Jess's head jerked back involuntarily, and Jamie may have felt her hand shake, for he said in a voice out of Hendry's hearing "I never took Joey's place wi' ye, mother."
The only grown-up daughters at home, Ethelberta and Picotee, with their brother Joey, were sitting near her; the two youngest children, Georgina and Myrtle, who had been strutting in and out of the room, and otherwise endeavouring to walk, talk, and speak like the gentleman just gone away, were packed off to bed.
"Well, do go on, Joe, do." "And then they had dinner; and Mr. Peters said, 'Hasn't that boy gone home yet? and Mrs. Peters said, 'no' and he called me in, and asked me why I didn't run along home; and I said, Phronsie was sick, and Ben had the squeezles " "The what?" said Polly. "The squeezles," repeated Joel, irritably; "that's what you said." "It's measles, Joey," corrected Mrs.
"A little pep, here, boy," he whispered to Gurney, "and we'll snare him yet." Joey came back from his study of the map. "I'd have the nor'west trades clear to the Line," he remarked to his father. "After that I'd be liable to bang round for a couple of weeks in the doldrums, but in spite of that did you say I couldn't do it in six months, Mr. Ricks?" "That's what I said, Joey."
Jane dreaded the present and the future whichever way she turned her eyes the gibbet was before her the clanking of chains in her ears; in her vision of the future, scorn, misery, and remorse she felt only for her husband. Joey, poor boy, he felt for both. Even the dog showed, as he looked up into Joey's face, that he was aware that a foul deed had been done.
Little Joey, who, as the reader may anticipate, will be our future hero, was born the first year after marriage, and was their only child. He was a quiet, thoughtful, reflective boy for his years, and had imbibed his father's love of walking out on a dark night to an extraordinary degree: it was strange to see how much prudence there was, mingled with the love of adventure, in this lad.
"Yes; I have nearly finished it?" "I am glad to see that you like reading. Nothing so much improves or enlarges the mind. You must never let a day pass without reading two or three hours, and when we travel again, and are alone by the way-side, we will read together: I will choose some books on purpose." "I should like very much to write to my sister Mary," said Joey.
The latter told his story, which created a good deal of surprise and indignation, and then complained of his head and retired to lie down, while Joey amused himself with the children. They ate and slept there that night, the people refusing to take anything for their reception.
‘We have a dog at home,’ said I, ‘in the country; but I can’t say I should like to match him. Indeed, I do not like dog-fighting.’ ‘Not like dog-fighting!’ said the man, staring. ‘The truth is, Joe, that he is just come to town.’ ‘So I should think; he looks rather green—not like dog-fighting!’ ‘Nothing like it, is there, Joey?’ ‘I should think not; what is like it?
She's a lady. She's not a " He checked himself suddenly. "Virginians are very 'igh and mighty pussons, I've been told," said Joey, leading him on with considerable adroitness. "Perhaps you have also been told that we require no lessons in chivalry," announced David, somewhat pompously. Joey chuckled softly. "Don't get 'uffy, Jacky. Let's get back to the fust subject.
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