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Weeks along" he picked up the shabby bowler that had dropped upon the Turkey carpet "for weeks along I've been tryin' to find out what was the matter wi' me! Now I knows! I've bin 'omesick fair old 'omesick for a sniffer of the very plyce I was 'oppin' with 'appiness to git away out of four months back. Good old Gueldersdorp!" He winked the wet out of his eyes and pointed to Mrs.
"'Ere's Old Barbarity on the ramp again with some of 'is lady friends, 'oo don't like concentration camps. Wish they'd visit ours. Pinewood's a married man. He'd know how to be'ave!" "Well, I ain't goin' to amuse my prisoner alone. 'E's gettin' 'omesick," cried Copper. "One of you thieves read out what's vexin' Old Barbarity an' 'is 'arem these days.
"It's a fine evenin' wot mykes yer 'omesick fer a sight uf yer own fireside. 'Ave another drink later, mebbe. Come on." Dollops linked arms with him, and, smoking and talking, the two men went off up the dark lane which led from the quayside, and of a night-time was as black as a pocket. Cleek's torch showed them the pathway, and as they walked they talked in rapid whispers.
But I was always 'omesick for Quebec, more or less. You know what it is to be 'omesick." The word pierced Northwick through the vagary which clothed his consciousness like a sort of fog, and made his heart bleed with self-pity. "Well, I been 'omesick forty years, and I don't know what for, any more. I been back to Quebec; it is not the same. You know 'ow they pull down those city gate?
"She's the good fairy of the Island." "She grew all them Sweet Williams in my garden in one night, when I first come 'ere and was 'omesick for Devon." "The law's always after saints and fairies, always 'as bin." "But the law can't catch 'er." "The law has driven her away," said Sarah Brown. "There is no magic now on Mitten Island." She staggered through the open door of the Shop.
Honoré opened his arms to comfort her in the old manner, and although she rushed into them, strange embarrassment went with her. The two could not look at each other. "It is de 'omesick," she explained. "When you go to war it make me 'omesick." "Me, too," owned Honoré. "I never know what it is before. I not mind de fighting, but I am glad de war is end', account of de 'omesick!"
What they want to do that for? The gate did not keep the stranger hout; it let them in! And there were too many people dead! Now I think I am 'omesick just to get away from here. If I had some capital ten, fifteen thousand dollars I would hopen that mine, and take out my hundred, two hundred thousand dollar, and then, Good-by, Haha Bay! I would make it hecho like it never hecho before.
I settle down in Mexico City. I 'ave baby too, an' good wife, good mother. But I get 'omesick, 'ow you say, for you all, an' so I come down for what you call 'oliday, an' 'ere I am! You 'ave made me very 'appy to-night. I love you all even more seence I see zese cheeldrens. Madre Dio! How fine to 'ave cheeldren!" "Ain't we ever goin' to finish our supper?"
"It have no loft," responded Clethera, faintly, "but de chimney not smoke." "We not want de 'omesick some more, Clethera eh? You t'ink de fools is all marry yet?" Clethera laughed and raised her head from his arm, but not to look at him or box his ear. She looked through the open door at an oblong of little world, where the land was an amethyst strip betwixt lake and horizon.
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