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"I'm sorry we can't do the wo'k he'a; but I know mocha wouldn't like to. Good-mo'ning,'m!" "No, no! Don't go yet a minute! Won't you just give me my hand bag off the bureau the'a? "Mrs. Lander entreated, and when the girl gave her the bag she felt about among the bank-notes which she seemed to have loose in it, and drew out a handful of them without regard to their value.
Takes hold like lightnin'." "About how old did you say she was?" "Well, you've got me the'a, Mr. Landa; I guess I'll ask Mis' Atwell." "The'e's no hurry," said Lander. "That buckboa'd be round pretty soon?" he asked of the clerk. "Be right along now, Mr. Lander," said the clerk, soothingly.
"I'm sorry we can't do the wo'k he'a; but I know mocha wouldn't like to. Good-mo'ning,'m!" "No, no! Don't go yet a minute! Won't you just give me my hand bag off the bureau the'a?" Mrs. Lander entreated, and when the girl gave her the bag she felt about among the bank-notes which she seemed to have loose in it, and drew out a handful of them without regard to their value.
"Man's a kind of univussal genius, but he's got a nice family of children; smaht as traps, all of 'em." "How about that oldest gul?" asked Mr. Lander. "Well, the'a," said the landlord, taking the cigar out of his mouth. "I think she's about the nicest little thing goin'. We've had her up he'e, to help out in a busy time, last summer, and she's got moo sense than guls twice as old.
"I did intend to stay over at Middlemount when I left the express there, but I changed my mind and decided to go on. It's very good of you to let me come with you." "'Tain't but a little way to Lowa Merritt," the conductor explained, defensively. "Eva been the'a?" "Oh, yes; I passed a week or so there once, after I left college. Are you acquainted there?" "I'm from the'a.
But he was able to report that she looked as well as any of the folks in it, and that, if there were any better dressed, he did not see them. He owned that she cried some, when he said good-bye to her. "I guess," said his wife, grimly, "we're a passel o' fools to let her go. Even if she don't like, the'a, with that crazy-head, she won't be the same Clem when she comes back."
As soon as he opened the door she said, "I do wish you would take some of that heat-tonic of mine, Albe't, that the docta left for me in Boston. You'll find it in the upper right bureau box, the'a; and I know it'll be the very thing for you. It'll relieve you of that suffocatin' feeling that I always have, comin' up stars.
"And he's been in Egypt?" "Yes, the whole winta." "Then he's the one that my sister-in-law has been writing me about!" "Oh, did he meet her the'a?" "I should think so! And he'll meet her there, very soon. She's coming, with my poor brother. I meant to tell you, but this ridiculous Belsky business drove it out of my head." "And do you think," Clementina entreated, "that he was to blame?"
"Oh, don't go!" they chorused in an equally histrionic alarm, and the shoeman got down from his perch to show his wares. "Now, the'a, ladies," he said, pulling out one of the drawers, and dangling a pair of shoes from it by the string that joined their heels, "the'e's a shoe that looks as good as any Sat'd'y-night shoe you eva see.
Atwell spoke to her husband, who had opened her door and looked in, and she stopped rocking, while she waited his answer. "I guess you don't want to keep Clementina from Mr. Landa much longa. He's settin' out there on the front piazza waitin' for her." "Well, the'a!" cried Mrs. Atwell. "Ain't that just like me? Why didn't you tell me sooner, Alonzo? Don't you forgit what I said, Clem!" Mrs.
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