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Och, I wisht he was stoppin' here; ain't, Tillie? Lizzie'll think herself much, havin' a town fellah stoppin' at their place." "If he's stoppin' at Hershey's," said Rebecca, appearing suddenly, "that ain't sayin' he has to get in with Lizzie so wonderful thick! I hope he's a JOLLY fellah."
"No entiende," said the woman, smiling good-naturedly at Chane's comical gestures. "Och, the plague! there's that tin days agin. Talk to her, Raowl. Tell her what I mane." Raoul translated his comrade's wishes.
"Och! poor sowl!" ejaculated O'Connor. Bremner threw all his strength into a final wrench, which tore away the pincers and left the tooth as firm as ever! Forsyth leaped up and dashed his comrades right and left. "That'll do," he roared, and darted up the ladder into the apartment above, through which he ascended to the barrack-room, and flung himself on his bed.
"Of course, of course, I shall be glad," he cried, filled with compunction; and with a word of farewell he sprang nimbly across the stepping-stones. "Do you need my help, Uncle Hughie?" called the silvery voice behind him. "Och, it's the good lassie you will be!" came from under the straw hat. "No, no. It is jist a poor tramp body, and the doctor will be curing him."
He replied by a stare and a shake of the head as before. "Hookum daddy," resumed Dan, stooping to gaze earnestly into the man's face, and placing the thumb of his right hand into the palm of his left, by way of emphasising his remark, "Hookum daddy, saringo spolli-jaker tooraloo be japers bang falairo och!" he added, turning away with a look of disgust, "he don't understand a word.
'I'm elegant, thank ye, he answered; 'an' what's the matther wid ye all? I cum through the kitchen, and seen no one. 'Och! didn't you hear?
No sooner did he feel its cold form writhing under his foot, than he uttered a tremendous yell of terror, dropped his bundle of sticks, and fled precipitately to the beach, where he did not hall till he found himself knee-deep in the sea. "Och, Martin, boy," gasped the affrighted sailor, "it's my belafe that all the evil spirits on arth live in yonder wood; indeed I do."
"What's the matter of her anyways?" the woman wonderingly said to herself as she went back to her work. "Is it that she's so spited about that letter pop burnt up? But what's a letter to get spited about? There was enough worse things'n that that she took off her pop without actin' like this. Och, but he'll whip her if he gets in here before she comes back. Where's she goin' to, I wonder!
"Och, tell me somethin' I dunno, you gomeral, not but what I'm nigh as big a one meself as can be, to go thrust her wid that little imp of mischief. Bad scran to it, I must give me stiff leg a rest, and she 'll be up here blatherin' after me before you can look round, you may bet your brogues she will."
He took in hand to train me some months gone by, an' as our two missusses has took a fancy to aich other, we're likely to hold on for some time barrin' accidents, av coorse." "Well, then," said Mr Hazlit, "I came to see Mr Baldwin about a vessel of mine, which was wrecked a few days ago on the coast of Wales " "Och! The Seagull it is," exclaimed Rooney.
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