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That girl she's a good sort, eh?" "Tilda? . . . Why, of course, she did it all. She's the best in the world!"
"What's this?" demanded the skipper, stepping forward. "Here's a couple of stowaways. I know nothing about 'em. It's your risk if you choose to take 'em off." "If she've a message for Miss Sally " answered the old steersman after a pause. "It's life an' death!" pleaded Tilda.
'Tilda Price has faults many faults but I wish her well, and above all I wish her married; for I think it highly desirable most desirable from the very nature of her failings that she should be married as soon as possible. No, Phib. Let her have Mr Browdie. I may pity HIM, poor fellow; but I have a great regard for 'Tilda, and only hope she may make a better wife than I think she will.
I'll see to what, you may say, are your animal comforts parlour car seats, tickets, and some one waiting for you in town, but you kick the heels of your inclinations good and high for once and I bet you and me will run the rest of the race together better, forever after. Whoop it up, 'Tilda, and remember money needn't be a hold back. You've got a big, fat slice coming to you, old girl."
By all accounts 'tisn' so easy to get in an' 'tis a sight harder to get out." "I've got to get in," urged Tilda desperately. "I've a message for someone inside. His name's Arthur Miles Chandon." The young coalheaver shook his head. "I don't know 'im," he said. "I'm new to this job, an' they don't talk to me through the coal-'ole.
Two women were disconsolately trying to attend to the half-dozen sick four children and two adults. Their faces brightened as they saw Jake, then fell. "Eb and Tilda died," they reported. Feldman looked at the two figures under the sheets and whistled. The same black specks he had seen on the face of Billings covered the skins of the two old people who had died. "Funny," Jake said slowly.
Terrible close-fisted man is Mr. Hucks." "Oh!" said Tilda, enlightened. "When you talked of farmin', you made me wonder . . .So they're all gone? And Wolverhampton-way, I reckon. That was to be the next move." "I've often seen myself travellin' in a caravan," said Mrs. Damper dreamily.
'Only gone home to clean himself, replied the friend. 'He will be here by the time the tea's drawn. 'I do so palpitate, observed Miss Squeers. 'Ah! I know what it is, replied the friend. 'I have not been used to it, you know, 'Tilda, said Miss Squeers, applying her hand to the left side of her sash. 'You'll soon get the better of it, dear, rejoined the friend.
Whereas," he concluded, "if we time ourselves to reach Knowlsey by seven in the mornin', they'll all have locked through an' left the coast clear." Said Tilda, still contemptuous "I 'd like to turn Bill loose on this navigation o' yours, as you call it." "Oo's Bill?" "He works the engine on Gavel's roundabouts; an' he's the best an' the cleverest man in the world." "Unappre'shated, I spose?"
"I'll admit, Levi, that Sandy's clothes set on him as I never saw a man's clothes set. They are the making of him. He's terrible good looking considering!" "Considering what?" Markham frowned at the placid face and close-shut eyes. "Considering! ugh! Why, 'Tilda, there is blood running in that boy's veins that we Americans ought to bow down before!
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