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"I haven't a sweetheart at all and I never had one, and I thought that, as times go with women, it was such a pity to send you away thinking that I had several." "Really and truly I am glad to hear that!" said Farmer Oak, smiling one of his long special smiles, and blushing with gladness.
The ancient words came up clearly and distinctly to him, and softened his heart with the indefinable and exquisite pathos of the refrain whenever it is sung by the sweet voices of children. "These are surely but cottars' bairns," he said, smiling a little at his own intensity of feeling, "but they sing like little angels. I daresay my sweetheart Magdalen is amongst them."
So the good peasants were not very much alarmed at the prospect of bringing their daughters to Kárpáthy Castle. Master Jock, with patriarchal condescension, approached the damsel, pinched her cheek, patted her head, and asked her kindly "What is thy name, my daughter?" "Susie," she replied, in a scarcely audible voice. "Hast thou a sweetheart?"
But you couldn't know that Stasia was a lady not to be trifled with. We know her name was Rourke, but he didn't. So then: "Hoo-Hoo!" he had called. "Hello, sweetheart! Wait for me and I'll be down." Stasia Rourke had lifted her face to where he perched so high above the streets. Her cheeks were five shades pinker than was their wont, which would make them border on the red.
'I not only have never loved anybody but you, she said, instead of giving an answer, 'but I have not even formed a strong friendship, such as you have for Knight. I wish you hadn't. It diminishes me. 'Now, Elfride, you know better, he said wooingly. 'And had you really never any sweetheart at all? 'None that was ever recognized by me as such. 'But did nobody ever love you?
He wondered if he would ever see his sweetheart and the people again. " Hai'-yu! Pity me, O Sun," he prayed, and turning, he started to find the trail.
I listened more attentively to the many mingling love songs of the forest dwellers, and sure enough, away off along the shore, I could hear Little Pine singing to his sweetheart. It was charming. "My son," sighed Oo-koo-hoo, "it reminds me of the days when I, too, was a boy and when Ojistoh was a girl, away back among the many springs of long ago."
"Not on your life, sweetheart" he began pertly, "I want you." Donna spoke to the Indian in the Cahuilla tongue, and Sam Singer sprang at the mule-skinner like a panther on an unsuspecting deer. The lean mahogany-colored hands closed around the ruffian's throat, and the two bodies crashed to the floor together.
Ye're worth at least five dozen o' her yersel, Nelly; and, if ye can let byganes be byganes, and gang wi' me through the market, I'll let her see, afore lang, that I can get anither sweetheart, though she should gang and hang hersel!" This sudden change in Jock's sentiments must have been produced by what is commonly called a reaction.
Long it was, indeed, till the women, by the King's command, had brought the Maid to the King's chamber; and he met her, and took her by the shoulders and kissed her, and said: "Art thou not weary, sweetheart? Doth not the city, and the thronging folk, and the watching eyes of the great ones . . . doth it not all lie heavy on thee, as it doth upon me?"
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