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Nancy was not there, and her bed had not been slept in. He went back to his mother. "Nancy is not in her room," he said. "She has probably gone out for a walk. I'll go and look for her." He went to the kitchens to enquire of the maids, but they had not seen their young mistress since the night before. "Spec she's taken dem dogs a walkin'," said black Deborah unconcernedly.

When he returned to Arlington from Mexico, Spec was the first to recognise him, and the extravagance of his demonstrations of delight left no doubt that he knew at once his kind master and loving friend, though he had been absent three years. Sometime during our residence in Baltimore, Spec disappeared, and we never knew his fate.

Worst of all, as day dawned, the eternal 'Jim Crow' recommenced his saltations, varied only with the: 'Come, arouse ye, arouse ye, my merry Swiss boy' of 'me Oncle Gilroy. 'Well, dash my buttons! groaned Sponge, as the discordant noise shot through his aching head, 'but this is the worst spec I ever made in my life.

I'se got too much respect for my Master to leeb him in dat style; 'side dat, I'd never 'spec to go to Hebben in de wurld, 'cause I might jist as well rob him ob so much money, fur he paid a good price for me, I tell you. No, sah! I say. I'll stay where I am as long as I can, fur, 'cording to my idee, dar's nuffin meaner in all creation dan a free nigger, 'cept it's a hypercritical abolitionist.

Weller?" said Sergeant Buzfuz, looking knowingly at the jury. "I went up to pay the rent," said Sam; "but the ladies gets into a wery great state of admiration at the honourable conduct o' Mr. Dodson and Fogg, and said what a wery gen'rous thing it was o' them to have taken up the case on spec., and to have charged nothin' at all for costs, unless they got 'em out of Mr. Pickwick."

Then Ketury shook her stick up chimbley, and called, 'Come down, come down! And there came down a pair o' arms, and went on each side o' the body; and there stood a man all finished, only there wa'n't no head on him. "'Wal, Ketury, says Cap'n Eb, 'this 'ere's getting serious. I 'spec' you must finish him up, and let's see what he wants of us.

The man's game who went in for Miss Bruce would be this: constant attention to her interests, supreme disregard for her feelings, and never to let her have her own way for a moment. She'd be so utterly taken aback she'd give in without a fight. Why shouldn't I try my chance? It's a good spec. It must be a good spec.

Lord a massy! says I, how queer they will look, wont they. Well, I vow, that's what the sea folks call sailing UNDER BARE POLES, come true, aint it? I guess it will turn out a good spec, says he; and a good one it did turn out he cleared ten thousand dollars by it.

Whar's dey gwine tu put de dirt, and whar is de water to cum fum to mash it down?" Yah, yah, yah. "Go 'way nigger, I 'spec you bin mole huntin'." "Dat am fac', Tony, I didn't tink 'bout dat," said Uncle Jim, with an apologetic and crestfallen air. Here Tony gave his pipe another rake in the embers, took a few puffs, and fell off his log fast asleep.

En I 'spec' he would 'a' done it, too, ef de Yankees had n' s'picioned sump'n, en killed him fus'. Atter de s'render ole miss move' ter town, de niggers all scattered 'way fum de plantation, en de vimya'd ain' be'n cultervated sence." "Is that story true?" asked Annie doubtfully, but seriously, as the old man concluded his narrative. "It's des ez true ez I'm a-settin' here, miss.