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An afterthought detained him. "Where was it she lost her earring?" "Who?" "Your Aunt Julia." "Why, I didn't say she lost any earring," Herbert returned. "I said she always was losin' 'em: I didn't say she did." "Then you didn't mean " "No," said Herbert, "I haven't heard of her losin' anything at all, lately." Here he added: "Well, grandpa kept goin' on about you, and he told her Well, so long!"
There's plenty as done like the strike, my lady, but they dursent say so they'd be afeard o' losin the skin off their backs, for soom o' them lads o' Burrows's is a routin rough lot as done keer what they doos to a mon, an yo canna exspeck a quiet body to stan up agen 'em.
"Not for three men doing six men's work and hampered by a cripple." "Aw, ye're no crip, Hozy," dissented Tim. "Any guy that can steer a tub like this here one-handed after losin' a couple gallons o' juice is in good shape yet, I'll say. If ye had both legs shot off and yer arms broke and yer head stove in, now, ye might call yourself sort o' helpless.
"The's a good many diff'rent sorts an' kinds o' sorro'," he said, after a moment, "that's in some ways kind o' kin to each other, but I guess losin' a child 's a specie by itself.
I'd call on you if you were nicer." "You would if you got the chance," mocked Norah. "I'd have you know I wouldn't let you. I'd feel very bad if I couldn't get somebody better than you." "As good as, you mean," corrected Callum. "Children, children!" interpolated Mrs. Butler, calmly, looking about for old John, the servant. "You'll be losin' your tempers in a minute. Hush now.
One man's too few to be travelin' so fur from civilization." "Come up to the cabin for the night," Asher said, with a plainsman's courtesy. "Thank you, no. Hope to see you again nearer to the Lord's ground; losin' game here. Good-by." Asher did not look like a disappointed man when he reached the Sunflower Inn.
Again the violins excited that throb of dancing feet, and John McGillis moved his arms in time to the music. "Out wid it, Owen. I'm losin' me shport." "John McGillis, are ye not own cousin to me by raisin of marryin' on as fine a colleen as iver shtepped in Ireland?" "I am, Owen, I am." "Did ye lave that same in sorrow, consatin' to fetch her out to Ameriky whin yer fortune was made?"
Several times I thought the two men were coming to blows but though Dan would have dearly loved a fight and could have handled a dozen men like the foreman, he always managed to control himself in time to avoid it. "I don't wanter be after losin' me job for the dirthy spalpeen," he growled to me. But he came near it in a way he wasn't looking for later in the week.
Mebby Jack don't jest love him but Jack ain't been losin' any time since you been gone." Corliss flushed. "I suppose I don't know that! But he hasn't seen the last of me yet." "If I had what's comin' to you, you bet I wouldn't work on no cattle-ranch, either. I'd sure hire a law-shark and find out where I got off." Fadeaway's suggestion had its intended effect.
'Course we'd 'a' expected it of HER losin' her own boy as she did, an' bein' jest naturally so sweet an' lovin'-hearted. But HIM that's diff'rent. Now, you know jest as well as I do what Mr. Holly is every one does, so I ain't sayin' nothin' sland'rous. He's a good man a powerful good man; an' there ain't a squarer man goin' ter work fur.
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