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Victoria entered on tip-toe, though she knew plainly enough that her young mistress was awake, and whispered in the doleful semitone she reserved for sick rooms: "If you please, Mister Fuller's just arrived, and he's a asking after all of you in a breath."
"I used to git six dollars a month, when I was your age, an' rise at four o'clock in the mornin' an' work till bedtime. You boys now-days are a lazy good-fer-nothin' lot. What's yer name?" "Sidney Trove." "Don't want ye." "Well, mister," said the boy, who was much in need of money, "I'll saw your wood for anything you've a mind to give me." "I'll give ye fifty cents a day," said the old man.
I've been in worse scrapes than this, my boy, and I'll lead you out of it somehow. After all, we've ship over yonder and Mister Jacob isn't done with yet. Keep up your heart, then, and put your best leg forward." Now, this was spoken to put courage into him not that I believed what I said, but because he and the others counted upon me, and my own feelings had to go under somehow.
Say, she's a queen, Mister, and don't you forget it, and" he drawled out his words "you go inside your house and get down on your knees, same as you do in the Meeting House, and thank the Lord you love so well for all his blessings. As my friend here said a little while back" he pointed to Orlando again "'Damn you, Mazarine! Go and hide yourself."
"Mister, whatever your name is, I'm a man o' peace; and, forby I'm auld enough to ken it's no' wise to fight on an empty stomach. I havena had a bite since I saw ye last." "Never mind, Donald, cheer up. I am going to have some bread and cheese, and a glass of ale, so you can have some with me, at my expense." His face lit up like a Roman candle. "Man, I'm wi' ye.
As for Marann, she was very sorry for Sim, and wished he had not brought these good things at all. Then Marann grew distant, and asked Sim the following question: "You know where Mr. Pike's gone, Mr. Marchman?" Now the fact was, and she knew it, that Marann Fluker had never before, not since she was born, addressed that boy as Mister. The visitor's face reddened and reddened.
His unexpected behaviour had subdued my ire; and, all consideration of consequences apart, I now felt a complete disinclination for the combat! Was it too late to stay our idle strife? Such was my reflection the moment after; and, with an effort conquering my pride, I gave words to the thought. "Yur too late, mister! 'twon't do now," was the reply to my pacific speech. "And why not?"
My name is Mister Daniel Parnell Moore, and I have the extraordinary honour of bein' the trainer at this institution o' learnin' and Fine Arts, the Fine Arts bein' athletics, football, baseball, hockey an' tinnis. An' now you know!" "Thank you," said Tom politely. "I hope you didn't mind my asking you." "Not a bit! You may ask me anything you like, Jim."
He rose to his feet and held out a quivering forefinger. "You pay very heavy to make fun of my heart, Mister Barraclough. If you haf any senses at all you know that all mens wass the two mens the home man and the business man and the one hass nothing to do with the udter." "Leave it at that," said Richard. "I'm not feeling altogether at home just now." "That was your last word?" "My last word."
"But if we were to be seen carrying the rope, suspicion of our intention would be excited, and the rebels would take measures to counteract it," observed Reginald. "Then we must not let them see it," answered Dick. "I would not mind carrying a coil covered up in a piece of muslin, to look like a turban, on the top of my head; and I dare say Mister Buxsoo and the nigger here would do the same.
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