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"Ay, he would, mum," sez I, "for he's fond o' laady's coompany. Coom here, Rip, an' speeak to this kind laady." An' Rip, seein' 'at t' mongoose hed getten clean awaay, cooms up like t' gentleman he was, nivver a hauporth shy or okkord. "Oh, you beautiful you prettee dog!" she says, clippin' an' chantin' her speech in a way them sooart has o' their awn; "I would like a dog like you.
'Ay, he would, mum, sez I, 'for he's fond o' laady's coompany. Coom here, Rip, an' speeak to this kind laady. An'Rip, seein' 'at t'mongoose hed getten clean awaay, cooms up like t' gentleman he was, nivver a hauporth shy or okkord. 'Oh, you beautiful you prettee dog! she says, clippin' an' chantin' her speech in a way them sooart has o' their awn; 'I would like a dog like you.
Dis a fine coontree, Canada, for peoples get strong an' hoongree an' work 'ard an' sleep good." "It's a perfectly beautiful and wonderful country," cried the girl, enthusiastically. "I I wish I could always live here." "You one so prettee gal," commented the good woman. "Some day you fin' one good 'usban' an' marry an' h'always lif in dis coontree. Den you is happy and strong.
An' we goes into t' drawn-room wheer her husband was a-settin'. They meks a gurt fuss ower t' dog an' I has a bottle o' aale, an' he gave me a handful o' cigars. Soa I coomed away, but t' awd lass sings out 'Oh, Mister Soldier, please coom again and bring that prettee dog. I didn't let on to t' Colonel's Laady about Mrs.
You are so verree lovelee so awfullee prettee," an' all thot sort o' talk, 'at a dog o' sense mebbe thinks nowt on, tho' he bides it by reason o' his breedin'. An' then I meks him joomp ovver my swagger-cane, an' shek hands, an' beg, an' lie dead, an' a lot o' them tricks as laadies teeaches dogs, though I doan't haud with it mysen, for it's makin' a fool o' a good dog to do such like.
She looked at his clothes, said, "Don't tell me!" and pressed his hand. "Annette is prettee well. But the doctor say she can never have no more children. You knew that?" Soames nodded. "It's a pity. Mais la petite est adorable. Du cafe?" Soames got away from her as soon as he could. She offended him solid, matter-of-fact, quick, clear French.
You are so verree lovelee so awfullee prettee, an' all thot sort o' talk, 'at a dog o' sense mebbe thinks nowt on, tho' he bides it by reason o' his breedin'. An' then I meks him joomp ovver my swagger-cane, an' shek hands, an' beg, an' lie dead, an' a lot o' them tricks as laadies teeaches dogs, though I doan't haud with it mysen, for it's makin' a fool o' a good dog to do such like.
She looked at his clothes, said, "Don't tell me!" and pressed his hand. "Annette is prettee well. But the doctor say she can never have no more children. You knew that?" Soames nodded. "It's a pity. Mais la petite est adorable. Du cafe?" Soames got away from her as soon as he could. She offended him solid, matter-of-fact, quick, clear French.
I am glad he no lofe you, and den I am sorry, too, for you so nice gal, vid voice so soft and such prettee eyes, I tank if he lofe you den you sure lofe him too. Den you two so happy in dis place, ma'am." He interrupted himself, striking his fist upon his chest, as if to still a pain in it, and went on again. "You haf no idea how prettee place dis is, leetle leddy, in de summertime.
Of course Evelyn and I did not know what they said, but the officer grew angry and your father just stood there and smiled and shook his head. Then Evelyn went to your father and as soon as the officer saw her he bowed very low, and in English said, 'Prettee, prettee. Evelyn came back to us and took the baby from Jack.
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