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She was taking off her drab coat, her picture hat, and her pig-tail, and she was spitting in her hands. Soaping them together, she came to the edge of the platform. "Shall I come down and give it you?" she asked. "Or will you come up and fetch it?" "Neever, thank you," said Jerry, puffing imperturbably. Albert jumped down.
"Let me fill me bottle first." He looked up at the young man with extraordinary cunning. "Ever know'd a monkey get squiffy?" he asked confidentially. "No. Nor me neever." Monkey Brand Gets the Sack Joses was lying on his bed in the gray of dawn, looking curiously livid, when somebody whistled beneath his window. He rose and looked out. Monkey was standing morosely in the garden underneath.
"Say!" he said to Jerry. "Was it you or me won the National?" "Neever," answered Jerry. "It was Miss Boy." "Did she ride him, then?" asked Albert. Jerry shot his face forward. All the other lads were at his back. "She did then," he said. Albert was white and blinking, but in complete control of himself. "Who says so?" "Everyone.
Tomorrow will prove that you have grievously wronged me, and I am mistaken, if you will not deeply regret it." "Noonsense, noonsense, Raymoond, ma deer fallow; do na' heed the queeps of the hair-breened deevils. Ye see a neever tak any nootice o' them, but joost leet them ha' their way."
Tomorrow will prove that you have grievously wronged me, and I am mistaken, if you will not deeply regret it." "Noonsense, noonsense, Raymoond, ma deer fallow; do na' heed the queeps of the hair-breened deevils. Ye see a neever tak any nootice o' them, but joost leet them ha' their way."
Willie, however, had a strong motive for exertion, an' neever did man wark harder than he did that first year on his bush-farm, for the love o' Jeanie Burns. We built a comfortable log-house, in which we were assisted by the few nieighbours we had, who likewise lent a han' in clearing ten acres we had chopped for fall crop.
There for the first time young Monkey saw thoroughbred horses. They were a revelation to the lad. He stood and gaped at their beauty. "Don't 'alf shine neever!" he gasped. "I reck'n our Mary couldn't 'old 'em." At the end of the week the Joes returned to Tiger Bay without their coachman. "Where's my Monkey then?" cried his mother. "Stayed along o' the 'orses," young Joe answered, unharnessing.
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