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"No." "Passionate?" "No. Gentle as a lamb." "Strong?" "Yes oh! mighty strong an' big." "Surely you're not afraid of his giving you a licking, Moses?" "Oh no," returned the negro, with a smile of expansive benignity; "I's not 'fraid ob dat. I's bin a slabe once, got used to lickin's. Don't care nuffin' at all for a lickin'!"
"No." "Passionate?" "No. Gentle as a lamb." "Strong?" "Yes oh! mighty strong an' big." "Surely you're not afraid of his giving you a licking, Moses?" "Oh no," returned the negro, with a smile of expansive benignity; "I's not 'fraid ob dat. I's bin a slabe once, got used to lickin's. Don't care nuffin' at all for a lickin'!"
"And I won't belong to this old club any more," said Wort, smarting under the castigation he had received. "Who wants my chance may have it." "'Tith an old club," sobbed Pip, "and who wantth my chanth may have it." "O, fellers, let's not get mad," said the president. "Pooh!" exclaimed the governor. "You can say so, who gave all the lickin's." "And not had one yourself," said Charlie.
After school you've got to smash Jimmy Marquess a wallop on his front teeth an' if you don't shake 'em plumb loose I'm goin' to take you back in the woods an' give you a revelation in lickin's that'll linger with you for years." Ham paused and then added ominously, "Now you can do just exactly as you like. I don't want to try to influence you, but that Marquess kid is your softest pickin'."
Well, anyhow, my Tim, he went ter school with him, an' set in the same seat," continued Seth, turning toward the stranger. "Tim's got an old writin'-book with one leaf all sp'iled 'cause one of young Marvin's spiders got into the inkwell an' then did a cake-walk across the page. Tim, he got a lickin' fur it then, but he says he would n't give up that page now fur forty lickin's."
"Del Pinzo would rather his men'd get th' lickin's!" answered Snake. "He's hidin' out, I reckon." "I'd like to find his hole!" said Yellin' Kid. The clashing forces were nearer each other now, with the bunch of Happy Valley steers in between, but off to one side. In order that you may better understand what follows, and the positions of the contending parties, I will explain the situation briefly.
At a blackboard on the platform, a bit of chalk in her fingers, Dolly, a girl eighteen years of age, stood explaining an example in arithmetic to several burly boys taller than herself. Webb glanced up at the sun. "They haven't had recess yet," he reckoned. "I swear I'm sorry for them boys. I'd rather take a dozen lickin's than to stay in on a day like this an' try to git lessons in my head.
Two boys, and Chrissy, and the girl and now the last girl gone off with his hired man. Poor Chrissy! Guess she had about enough of it. Things have come out pretty much even, after all! There was more love and lickin's wasted on Abe. Father was proudest of him, but he couldn't break him.
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