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Now she hadn't changed such an awful sight, an' yet the' was somethin' about her 'at made you feel like touchin' your hat when she issued an order. Not that she was uppity nor nothin'; she rambled around playin' with the colts an' the calves, an' rompin' with the dogs, an' fairly stackin' up the whole place in little heaps.
'An' what do they larn? says I. 'Rompin', she says, 'an' dancin', she says, 'an' indepindance iv speech, an' beauty songs, an' sweet thoughts, an' how to make home home- like, she says. 'Well, says I, 'I didn't take anny iv thim things at colledge, so ye needn't unblanket thim, I says. 'I won't put thim through anny exercise today, I says.
She's a gittin' them same kind o' sorter interestin' high-flowed ways why, she used to be just like the rest of 'em jest sich a rompin', roarin' thing as Drussilly Weir is now." "Goodness gracious, ma!" Madeline put in again, sharply. "What good is it going to do Beck Weir to put on airs?
If they is somebody, why, you jest stand outside of the door a second, and they'll be gone. Then you come in. But don't come rompin' in if you hear voices. It's a mite of business, and 'twon't take but a second. Calc'late you kin manage that, eh?" "Yes," she said, shortly. "Promise?" "Yes." "G'-by, Sairy."
He mun ha' co'de at 'Th' Rompin' Kitlin'; but, I'll look in as I go by." "I wish thou would, Skedlock. An' dunnot' go an' keep him, now; send him forrud whoam." "I will, Nanny I dunnot want to stop, mysel'. Con yo lend me a lantron?" "Sure I can. Jenny, bring that lantron; an' leet it. It'll be two hours afore th' moon rises. It's a fine neet, but it's dark."
Look here, I don't understand what she means by stinkin' out Rattray's dormitory first. We holed in under White's, didn't we?" asked McTurk, with a wrinkled brow. "Skittish little thing. She's rompin' about all over the place, I suppose." "My Aunt! King'll be a cheerful customer at second lesson. I haven't prepared my Horace one little bit, either," said Beetle. "Come on!"
Are you familiar with the lines of anggwish on his face? Well, of all the hullabaloo, skippin', flyin', pushin', haulin', rompin', tearin', maulin' and scratchin' messes I ever got into, that street was the worst. At the end of fifteen minutes I had no life in me above my feet, and they was simply slidin', the one before the other, without any aim or purpose.
An' de good Man knows I 'membuh w'en you runnin' roun' back-yods an' up de alley rompin' 'ith Joe Louden, same you's a boy!" "Do you ever see Mr. Louden, nowadays?" she asked. His laugh was repeated with the same discreet violence. "Ain' I seen him dis ve'y day, fur up de street at de gate yonnah, stan'in' 'ith you, w'en I drivin' de Judge?"
She came racin' along with a herd of dogs, friskin' an' rompin' the same as they was; but when she came onto Dick readin' her book she simmered down immejet. When he looked up an' saw her he seemed like a feller wakin' up out of a dream. It didn't break on him all at once; but when it did, he looked as guilty as a sheep-herder.
I remembered the verse Sadler used to chant to me in the Hebe Maitland days, when I was acting more gay than he thought becoming to the uselessness of me. "Oh, sailor boy," he says. "Oh, sailor, my sailor boy, bonny and blue, You're rompin', you're roamin', The long slantin' sorrows are waiting for you In the gloamin', the gloamin'."
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