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Then they returned to the carcass of the bull, and cut off a large quantity of meat, using the cutlass as well as their clasp-knives in the operation. "Cut the meat in thin slices," said Mark Breezy, when they began this work. "Why you so 'ticklar, massa?" asked Ebony. "I's fond o' t'ick slices w'en him's not too tough."
Yours is a heart that laughter cheers, Mine is a hearts that's full of tears. "Whew!" said Gale, slipping out of his pack-straps, "the skeeters is bad." "You bet your gum boots," said Poleon. "Dey're mos' so t'ick as de summer dey kill Johnnie Platt on de Porcupine."
"'Tis a howlin' night," observed Massan, as a gust of more than usual violence shook the door on its hinges. "Me t'ink de snow-drift am as t'ick in de sky as on de ground," said Oolibuck, drawing a live coal from the fire and lighting his pipe therewith.
"'Cup o' coffee an' a sand'ich t'ick slab o' de pig, Cap'n, please, said my hobo friend. "I saw some strawberries behind the counter and I said to the waiter: 'Just start us both in on strawberries and cream, then let us have coffee and some of that fried chicken. "'Sport, you are in on this, said I to the tramp.
If there are no parties wanting guides, we might as well begin it in the morning." "But," faltered Françoise, "afterw'iles when de ice is t'ick, and you go to de hudder camp " "Oh, we'll take care of you," he promised. "You and Gougou will go with us. We couldn't leave you on this side." "In de dark nights," shuddered Françoise. "You needn't be afraid, any time.
To aid this good resolution, too, there was the certainty that June would reveal nothing, but take refuge in a stubborn silence, if any attempt were made to coerce her. "You think, then, June," Mabel continued, as soon as these thoughts had passed through her mind, "that I had better live in the blockhouse?" "Good place for woman. Blockhouse got no scalp. Logs t'ick."
Yes, my head's t'ick 'nough." While Butterface was speaking, Leo and the Captain were seen approaching, and the three rose to meet them. There was a grave solemnity in the Captain's look which alarmed them. "Nothing wrong I hope, uncle?" said Alf. "Wrong! no, lad, there's nothing wrong. On the contrary, everything is right. Why, where do you think we have got to?"
To all of which the negro listened with a face so utterly devoid of expression of any kind that his old master and playmate could not tell how he took it. "And now," he asked in conclusion, "what say you to all that?" "Stick to you troo t'ick and t'in," repeated Quashy, in a tone of what might be styled sulky firmness. "But," said Lawrence, "I can't pay you any wages."
"Stick to you, massa, troo t'ick an' t'in," returned the negro with emphatic promptitude, which caused even Pedro to laugh.
"Zey haven't any strengt' at all out of ze water," the boatman said, "but while swimming zey have a good deal. See, ze whole body of zat squid isn't more zan two feet long, an' yet if he'd got a hold of you in ze water, specially with ze bigger suckers on ze t'ick part of ze arms, you might have had some trouble.
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