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But you was always such a still girl! I did like the way the women folks was floppun' all round. I say, if you feel the Power workun' in you, show it, and help the others to git it. What do you s'pose he meant by your paw's needun' him?" "I don't know. Perhaps he will," the girl answered briefly. "Goun' to tell him? Well, that's right, Janey. I kep' wonderun' why he didn't come to-night.
"She didn't look good when she come, and she's lookin' worse every day. First we know we'll have her down on her back.... And then what?... S'pose she was to be took sudden? Who'd we notify?" "The horspittle," said the mercenary, callously. "She's sich a mite of a thing, with them big eyes lookin' sorry all the while. I feel sort of drawed to her.
I s'pose 'ee might ha' knowed somethun better, Sir; but I was n' larned, an' I ran so fast as ever I could up the way I thowt home was, an' I groaned, an' groaned, an' shook my handès, an' then I thowt, 'Mubbe I may be goun wrong way. So I groaned to the Lard to stop the snow. Then I on'y ran this way an' that way, an' groaned for snow to knock off.
"But I didn't tease her, Mother." "Well, you usually do. Now, Dotty, can't you make a birthday resolution to be more patient with Genie? Remember she's only a little girl, while you're getting grown up. Fifteen is almost a young lady, and you should be kind and gentle with everybody." "I s'pose I ought," and Dorothy sighed; "but it's hard to have my birthday things upset.
If I went back to old Lady Wiley she'd take the hide off me. So I went and hid in that old barn." "And what will you do now?" asked Jerry. "Dunno. I s'pose I'll have to go back and take my medicine. Now that I've got some grub in my stomach I guess I can stand it." But there was fear behind the bravado in Mary's eyes.
"I did not hear you coming." "You didn't s'pose I was coming along shouting and whistling, Sergeant Newson? Don't you talk so loud! Dar am no saying who's about." "Hab you brought de stuff?" "You don't suppose I should hab come all dis way to tell you I hab not got it. How am do prisoner?" "Oh, he's dere all right.
Here's a chance for poetry!" with a wave of his thin, weather-worn hand toward the peaceful fields. "Made any this evenin'?" he inquired. "Ain't? well, I guess you'll never come across a more inspirin' night," he said, with some disappointment. "I expected likely you'd have some you could say right off. Fer a plain farmer, I don't s'pose there's anybody fonder'n I am of verses," he said, musingly.
"Yaas," he drawled slowly, "when you call it strange you ain't exaggeratin' none wuth mentionin'. I s'pose," he added, after a moment, during which he stared intently at Mr. Brown, who smiled in polite acknowledgment of the stare; "I s'pose likely you couldn't possibly remember what port you hailed from?" "I suppose not," was the calm reply. Seth rose from the table.
Thoughts such as these were in his mind, and their resolute nature must have been reflected in his face, for a voice aroused him from his meditations. "It don't seem to faze you much, partner. I s'pose you came heeled?" Phillips looked up and into a sullen, angry face. "It nearly kills me," he smiled. "I'm the worst-heeled man in the crowd." "Well, it's a darned outrage. A ton of grub?
"I s'pose Aunt Emma wouldn't let them sleep in my room, in a basket? They would be very good, I'm sure. I wish she would." But Bella assured her there was no hope of that, and that it would be better for the little ducks to be out of doors in the sun and fresh air.
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