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You ought to know every spot in the covert where it's possible to aim a gun at any one stannin' on top of the steps at The Towers. There can't be many such places. Is there even one? I don't suppose the barefaced scoundrel would dare come out into the open drive. Brodie said Mr. Fenley was shot through the right side while facin' the car, so he bears out both your notion an' Mr.
"Mornin', sah." "I'm sorter up an' about," responded Uncle Remus, carelessly and calmly. "How is you stannin' it?" "Tanky you, my helt' mos' so-so. He mo' hot dun in de mountain. Seem so lak man mus' git need*1 de shade. I enty fer see no rice-bud in dis pa'ts." "In dis w'ich?" inquired Uncle with a sudden affectation of interest. "In dis pa'ts. In dis country. Da plenty in Sawanny."
Trenholme, the gentleman stannin' there grinnin' like a Cheshire cat. Talk to him nicely, an' p'raps he'll paint your picter, an' then your special butcher boy will see how beautiful you reelly are." "Jim don't need tellin' anything about that," said the girl, smiling, for Eliza's bark was notoriously worse than her bite. "Jim!" came the snorting comment.
'An lasst time theer was na stannin ground for a corn-boggart; an I wudna miss ony o' Mr. Dyson's prayin, not for nothin. Good neet to yo, Davy. And Tom broke into a run; David, however, kept up with him. 'P'raps I'll coom too, he said, with a kind of bravado, when they had passed the bridge and the Kinder printing works, and Clough End was in sight.
"Man," hurries in the first, "a' see him stannin' at his desk in the mornin' watchin' the laddies comin' in ower the top o' his spectacles, an' juist considerin' wha wud be the better o' a bit thrashin' that day." Sall, they were fearsome."
'O Bessie, Bessie, my dear don't let 'em get Watson; let 'em look into't theirselves it'll be better for yer, my dear, it will. Bessie looked from one to the other, panting. Then she turned back to the table. 'I don care what they do, she said, with sullen passion. 'I'm not stannin in any one's way, I tell yer. The more they finds out the better I'm pleased.
Dick thought that this would be impossible anywhere, but Stump answered: "Mebbe half an hour, mebbe a week. You know all that I know, Becky." "It's funny." Captain Stump spat, and agreed that it was emphatically funny. A ticket inspector approached. "Going on, sir?" he asked. "Goin' on? Of course I am. What in thunder d'ye think I'm stannin' here for?" demanded the captain.
"O! a little stannin an twiddlin!" said Daffady contemptuously "I allus ses they pays em abuve a bit." "But the miners? come, Daffady!" "I'm not stannin to it aw roond," said Daffady patiently "I laid it down i' th' general." "And all the people, who work with their heads, Daffady, like like my papa?" The girl smiled softly, and turned her slim neck to look at the old man.
An' us as war young folks once, an' thought we should do rarely when we war married. Let a-be, lad, let a-be! I wonna ha' no tay. I carena if I ne'er ate nor drink no more. When one end o' th' bridge tumbles down, where's th' use o' th' other stannin'? I may's well die, an' foller my old man. There's no knowin' but he'll want me."
'I had never no opinion o' th' wenches as 'll set theirselves to be hired for servants i' th' fair; they're a bad lot, as cannot find places for theirselves 'bout going and stannin' to be stared at by folk, and grinnin' wi' th' plough-lads when no one's looking; it's a bad look-out for t' missus as takes one o' these wenches for a servant; and dost ta mean to say as my Sylvie went and demeaned hersel' to dance and marlock wi' a' th' fair-folk at th' "Admiral's Head?"
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