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"N-n-o," hesitated Charley, "I'm having a great time, but I was thinking of Dad and Mother, and how badly they will feel." "Don't be thinkin' o' that now. Think how glad you'll make they when you goes back." Skipper Zeb laughed heartily. "I'm just laughin' at the way they'll be takin' on then! They'll be just maulin' you to pieces, they'll be so glad! Think o' that now.
"N-n-o, not exactly bad news; but a very bad bother," said Gray, sitting down in the big arm-chair and wiping the perspiration from his heated face. "What is it, Reuben?" pursued Hannah. "Where's Ishmael?" inquired Gray, without attempting to answer her question. "Working in the garden, of course. But why can't you tell me what's the matter?" "Botheration is the matter, Hannah, my dear.
'For yourself? 'N-n-o. But it was the same. 'What do you mean by that? 'It was to pay a man a man's that's dead. 'That may be; but what right did that give you to spend the money otherwise? Who was the man? 'Professor Muhlwasser, for some books of plates. 'How do you know he is dead! Who told you so? Eh! Was it Flinders? Ah! you see what comes of trusting to an unprincipled man like that.
"I was a-saying to Master Haldane that it were precious misty and thick to win'ard and I feared thunder over there." "Thunder! thunder your grandmother!" cried the skipper testily. "I've pretty sharp ears, bo'sun, and I have heard none to-night. Have you, Haldane?" "N-n-o, sir, not thunder," I answered, listening attentively for a moment. "Stay, sir, though.