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But I tell you, when ye're old's I am, 'n' look back on 't, ye'll be s'prised ter see how short 'tis, an' ye'll reelize more what a fool a man is, or a woman too, an' I do s'pose they're the foolishest o' ther two, ter waste a minnit out on 't on querrils, or any other kind o' foolin'." The Prince's Little Sweetheart. She was very young. No man had ever made love to her before.
Chillingworth said that he never saw anything like it. Bellingham seemed to take it as his right, too, and strutted about among them and talked down to them like a Dutch uncle. Pretty good for an undergrad. of Old's, wasn't it?" "Why do you say you can't know Lee without knowing Bellingham?" "Because Bellingham is engaged to his sister Eveline. Such a bright little girl, Smith!
Sez he to me: 'Loh! that's the ornary whelp ov the devil that cussed me. Old's I am I'd like to fight him, fur the sake o' the man that I knowed onct. I feel my young blood a-risin'; he looks so mighty like Boone Randolph. But I tole him he war a fool to talk ov fightin' yer; ye'd whip him all ter flinders." "I wouldn't fight him, of course: he's too old for me.
"A verra praise-worthy sentiment, if ye practice it. But I wouldna' say ye were a Scot." "In a sense, I'm a Canadian, but from what I've seen of the Ontario Scots the difference isn't very marked. Anyhow, they don't buy new material until the old's worn out." The man chuckled, but Foster thought the girl looked interested. "Then you come from Canada," she said.
"Them two read and read till they're a pair of regular old scribums. Anyone would think they were old ancient men instead of being How old is master?" "Six years older than me." "And you're six-and-twenty." "Yes." "And a fine, handsome man too." "Thankye, cook," said Sam, smiling. "Get out! I don't mean you. Master. How old's the professor?"
The sunburst upon that outermost island made it seem like a sudden revelation of the world beyond this which some believe to be so near. "That's where mother lives," said Mrs. Todd. "Can't we see it plain? I was brought up out there on Green Island. I know every rock an' bush on it." "Your mother!" I exclaimed, with great interest. "Yes, dear, cert'in; I've got her yet, old's I be.
I haven't never felt no call ter marry, 's I sed; but if I had I wouldn't ha' been caught cuttin' up no sech didos's that, a-throwin' away years o' time they might ha' hed together 'z well's not! Ther' ain't any too much o' this life, anyhow; 't kinder looks ter you youngsters's ef 't 'd last forever. I know how 'tis. I hain't forgot nothin', old's I am.
"H'm well! I wasn't good for much two months later, or I should have come in for the fag-end of the campaign. All right in three months, I should say. But then I was a young fellah! in those days. How old's your man?" "This gentleman who has been shot?" says Gwen, with some stiffness. "I have not the slightest idea." But Sir Coupland answered the question for her.
When I want t' drive fast dogs, and go t' the Moving Pictures at night, and drink coffee, I wish I was old too; but now I can see that gettin' old's pretty tough on a feller sometimes." "Mebbe there'll be a race fer the older boys later," replied Ben hopefully. "I dunno as I could do much myself, but I sure would like t' try Baldy out.
"They're miles behind the times," he declared and compared them glibly with other similar industries. "Old Norris belongs to the has-beens. Look at the machinery he uses all right in its day, of course. But if a fellow went to him with some new kind of a loom, would he look at it? Not he! The old's good enough." "Hear that, Pop?" put in Dale, exchanging a meaning glance with his father.
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