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"'Stop, you black scoun'rel! Marsa John says, his face gittin' white an' he a-jerkin' his handkerchief from his pocket. 'Shoo! "Major, I hope to have my brains kicked out by a lame grasshopper if ebery one ob dem gooses didn't put down de udder leg! "'Now, you lyin' nigger, he says, raisin' his cane ober my head, 'I'll show you' "Stop, Marsa John! I hollered; ''t ain't fair, 't ain't fair.
Suddenly, his wandering glance fell upon the pale face of Charles Thompson; and with a gleam of childlike recognition, and a weak, falsetto laugh, he darted forward, caught at the table, upset the glasses, and literally fell upon the prodigal's breast. "Sha'ly! yo' d d ol' scoun'rel, hoo rar ye!"
With this thrilling announcement he opened the bundle and proudly displayed the burglar harness which Bunch had worn on that memorable night. "And the burglar himself?" Bunch questioned. Diggs raised his head slowly, and with theatrical effect answered, "I give the cussed scoun'rel the doggonest drubbin' a mortal maleyfactor ever got and let him go.
She threw up her chin and made a step and a cry at me, so that I fell back incontinent. "Out upon your leeing throat!" she cried. "What! ye come and speir at me! She's in jyle, whaur ye took her to that's all there is to it. And of a' the beings ever I beheld in breeks, to think it should be you! Ye timmer scoun'rel, if I had a male left to my name I would have your jaicket dustit till ye raired."
"Would you believe it, Pat?" continued Bob, "I've just heerd that scoun'rel Dick Martin say that it was him as stole the money from Mrs Mooney from the mother of our Eve!" "You don't say so!" exclaimed Pat, making his eyes remarkably wide and round. "Yes, I does, an' I've long suspected him.
Ye timmer scoun'rel, if I had a male left to my name I would have your jaicket dustit till ye raired." I thought it not good to delay longer in that place, because I remarked her passion to be rising. As I turned to the horse-post she even followed me; and I make no shame to confess that I rode away with the one stirrup on and scrambling for the other.
"I'll see 'bout dis yer, I will!" cried the sheriff, as at last he got clear and took refuge in the boat which lay waiting at the edge of the lawn. "I'll have you-all up for 'sistin' a officah, dat's whut I will." "'Sistin' a officah! Who! You?" said Bill. The scorn in his voice was infinite. "Say, you low-down scoun'rel, you say very much mo' an' I'll blow yoh head off.
She threw up her chin and made a step and a cry at me, so that I fell back incontinent. "Out upon your leeing throat!" she cried. "What! ye come and spier at me! She's in jyle, whaur ye took her to that's all there is to it. And of a' the beings ever I beheld in breeks, to think it should be you! Ye timmer scoun'rel, if I had a male left to my name I would have your jaicket dustit till ye raired."
"Pat, I've found out that Dick Martin, the scoun'rel, has bin to Mrs Mooney's hut again, an' now I'm sartin sure it was him as stole the 'ooman's money not because I heerd him say so to Mr Binning, but because Eve told me she saw him flattenin' his ugly nose against her window-pane last night, an' recognised him at once for the thief.
'E is in bed; but 'e say to tell you in dat lill troubl' of dis mawnin' it is himseff w'at is inti'lie wrong, an' 'e hass you poddon. 'E says sen' fo' Doctor Conrotte, but I din go fo' him; dat ole scoun'rel he believe in puttin' de niggas fre'." Frowenfeld said he would not consult professional advisers; with a little assistance from Raoul, he could give the cut the slight attention it needed.
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