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His hearers laughed, for his words were accentuated by the old-time grin that had pleased Obadiah Strout on some occasions, but on others had raised his ire to an explosive point. "Are father and mother at home?" asked Huldah. "Yes, both on 'em. Susie Barker's been helpin' her to-day, and the Dekin's wife thinks o' keepin' her reg'lar." "I'll have them come to supper," said Huldah.

"Wonderful?" echoed the Captain, puffing his pipe vigorously, as was his wont when a little puzzled for an expression or an idea. "No, he ain't wonderful; that's not the word. He's a life-preserver, that's wot he is. None o' your hinflated injinrubber or cork affairs, but a reg'lar, hanimated, walkin', self-actin' life-preserver.

Of late years, indeed, he had frequented no society of any kind, so that he had missed, for instance, Abel Day's description of the Widow Tillman as a "reg'lar syreen," though he vaguely remembered that some of the Baptist sisters had questioned the authenticity of her conversion by their young and attractive minister.

But you don't know men, matey, not like I do. This ship's got a skipper now. A sick one, I grant you. But so far he's boss. An' he's the gal's father. All's usual an' reg'lar.

I'm a reg'lar book-worm, when I gits where they's readin'." "I mind the winter I bached on Crooked Crick I tamed a mouse," ventured Lannigan. "He got so sociable he et out of my fingers." "He shorely must have been fond of you." Ma Snow looked fixedly at Lannigan's hands.

"You'll never get up to cribbage you're so confounded slow," replied the senior; "you'll have to stick to dominoes, which is only fit for babbies. Did ye think I meant Miss Hendy's, or low people of that kind, when I spoke of a reg'lar fambly? I meant that you had never seen life. Did you ever change plates for a marquis, Snipe?" "Never heared of one. Is he in a great way of business?"

Uncle William nodded. "The' 's a good many things I'd o't to 'a' been if I'd had time. That's the trouble with livin'. You don't hev time. You jest practise a day or two on suthin' get kind o' ust to it and then you up and hev to do suthin' else. I like cookin' fust rate while I'm doin' it. . . . I dunno as I should like it reg'lar, though.

I missed also what followed, leading up to the woman's endearing remark: "This 'ere little Rosy, she's a reg'lar gal for cherries!" The neighbour seemed to say something; then the husband; then the neighbour again. And at that there came a burst of laughter, loudest from the woman, and Mr. Weatherall asked: "Didn't you never hear that afore?"

"Lookye here, Jemmy," said the sailor who had first spoken, "you'll get your back scratched, you will, if you don't get up when you're told. This here's a officer." "Not he," grumbled the man sleepily. "He ar'n't no officer, I know. Going to sleep, I tell you." "Get up, sir," cried Hilary sharply. "I am an officer." "Bah! get out. Only officer of a merchant ship. You ar'n't no reg'lar officer."

'Arta saved? asked t' local, and Sam answered: 'I'm convicted o' sin. 'Praise be to God, sang out t' local, and we gat Sam off his knees and out o' t' chapil an' away home. An' ivver sin that time Sam's coom reg'lar to chapil twice on Sundays an' to t' weeknight sarvice too."