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"I wish there'd been enough money to buy a nice little home out here in the country for him and Barney. Wouldn't it have been lovely if there had a-been?" cried Keith. "Well, I should say!" answered Malcolm. "Maybe we can have another benefit some day and make enough for that."
There'd be places only a tiny man could properly inspect. The midget regarded Joe without expression. Joe turned to the hoist to go down to the floor again. Haney waved his hand. The midget lifted his, in grave salutation. The hoist dropped down the shaft. Sally opened her eyes. "You saved that man's life, Joe," she said unsteadily. "But you scared me to death!"
"Did you think of the consequences?" "I reckoned you'd be called paid for, any time any one come gunning for you. I didn't think there'd be any consequences." "Hereafter, I mean; to your soul. What a pity you didn't wait a little longer! Those other two are already punished." "Don't lie to me now?" The little smile lighted his face again.
One of these days she'll simply put your money in her pocket, and you'll never look on it again. Shall I go, now, and claim your share for you, just to see what she says? There'd be some fine fun, I can tell you! I'd either have the money, or I'd break everything in the house I swear I would!" "No, no, it's no business of yours," Florent replied, quite alarmed.
"Na, thanks be. Gin there were there'd be no room for Adam M'Adam in this 'melancholy vale." There was silence a moment, and then : "You're wantin' a tyke, bain't you, Mr. M'Adam?" Jim asked. The little man hopped round all in a hurry. "What!" he cried in well-affected eagerness, scanning the yellow mongrel beneath the chair. "Betsy for sale! Guid life! Where's ma check-book?"
I do get out of patience with Rejoice sometimes, takin' the Lord quite so much for granted as she doos; for, after all, the child was stole, you can't get over that, and seems's though if there'd ben such a good lookout as she thinks, well, there! I don't want to be profane; but I will say 'twas a providence, Mr. De Arthenay happenin' along.
Not a sign of hostile Indian had been seen or heard, said the officer in command. Small bands of hunters were out toward Pumpkin Butte two days before. Yes, Ogallallas and a scouting party, working down the valley of the Powder, had met no band at all, though trails were numerous. They were now patroling toward the Big Horn. Perhaps there'd be a courier in to-morrow.
There'd be constant firing if there had been a Mexican surprise. And there couldn't have been a 'surprise' after all the warnings we had. Anyhow, a handful of Mexicans wouldn't dare, with all those troops and guns on the spot." "But what can have happened if it isn't an attack?" wailed Mrs. Dalziel. "If only my son were here!" "Did the shots come from our side of the river, or the other?"
The children ran outdoors and played tag around Grannie's house, and the older people stayed inside. By and by Grannie came to the door and called them. "Come in, every one of you," she cried, "and have a fine bit of cake with currants in it! Sure, Michael brought the currants and all the things for to make it yesterday, thinking maybe there'd be neighbours in.
Curi's about Ad'line, ain't it? I expected when her husband died she'd be right back here with what she'd got; at any rate, till she'd raised the child to some size. There'd be no expense here to what she'd have elsewhere, and here's her ma'am beginnin' to age. She can't do what she used to, John was tellin' of me; and I don't doubt 't 'as worn upon her more'n folks thinks."
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