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But, Tessibel, I telled ye this to keep ye away from the ragged rocks for there air no tellin' what will happen to ye. And yer that pretty " Tessibel stared blankly. "Pretty! pretty!" she gasped, stumbling over the words, "ye say pretty. Me pretty, Myra Longman?"
"Honey, you were right when you guessed that Aunt Sharley has been holdin' somethin' back frum you durin' this past week; but she's been tellin' you the truth too in a way of speakin'. She ain't got any money saved up or at least ef she's got any at all it ain't ez much ez you imagine. Whut she's got laid by kin only represent the savin's of four or five years, not of a whole lifetime.
"I have NOT," said Pat wrathfully. "But I won't say as much for Mary. The point av me argument is that I have all the good luck in havin' married her, and she claims to have had all the bad luck in marryin' me. Still, as I said before,'tis but timporary. The good luck lasts and the bad don't. She'll be after tellin' me so before sundown. That's like all women.
"Well, no tellin' what's goin' to happen when a feller gits to thinkin'. What's the matter with yo' coat-tail?" "Was a settin' on a stump, drapped off to sleep an' the calf chawed it." "I do wish you two would hush yo' foolishness," said Margaret. "How's yo' mother, Laz." "Give her some interestin' news, Laz," said Starbuck. "Tell her the old lady ain't expected to live."
'That one that's just come yes, in the blue tam-o'-shanter, that's the one I was tellin' you about, said a red-haired man, with a cheerful and rubicund face. 'Looks like she'd be 'andy with her fists, don't she? contributed a friend alongside. The boys in front and behind laughed appreciatively. But the ruddy man said, 'Fists? No.
The old cowpuncher raised a protesting hand. "I ain't said a word against him. Now have I, McRae? Nothin' a-tall. All I done said was that I been tellin' everybody Tom would sure enough bring back Bully West with him." The girl laughed. "You're daffy about that boy you brought up by hand. I'll not argue with you."
"You mustn't let things prey onto your mind," she admonished, "or you won't get your money's worth of good out of the place, and besides, Lord! what is there worth worryin' over, any how? Money ain't worth it, and love ain't worth it," she declared, with a keen glance at me. "But, there, what is the use of tellin anybody that? I worried some before I married Pa. I guess it's natural.
"The old bloke advertised," he said, "for another driver, a steady, reliable man to drive a twenty horse-power, four-cylinder touring car. Every driver in Sydney put in for it. Nothing like a fast car to fetch 'em, you know. And Scotty got it. Him wot used to drive the Napier I was tellin' you about." "And what did the old man say when he found he'd been running a racing car?" "He don't know now.
"Well," said he, "I don't mind tellin' yer how that was. It was on account of your baby. We don't like to crack a house where there's a pretty small baby that's liable to wake up and howl any minute, and rouse up the rest of the family. There's no workin' in a house with comfort when there's such a young one about.
And don't you go to tellin' her," sez I severely, "and hurt her feelin's." Sez he, in a morbid tone, "We hain't been in the habit of visitin' back and forth, and probable if we wuz, you'd tell her before I could if you got a chance. Wimmen have sech long tongues." He wuz mad, as I could see, about my breakin' up his fashionable performance with that Chicago rock, but I didn't care.
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