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For a while Sobakevitch remained silent, and Chichikov did the same. This lasted for a couple of minutes, and, meanwhile, the aquiline-nosed Bagration gazed from the wall as though much interested in the bargaining. "What is your outside price?" at length said Sobakevitch. "Two and a half roubles." "Then you seem to rate a human soul at about the same value as a boiled turnip.
"You mean to say," he began, "that the will of Prince Saradine " "I am Prince Saradine," said the old man, munching a salted almond. Father Brown, who was looking at the birds outside, jumped as if he were shot, and put in at the window a pale face like a turnip. "You are what?" he repeated in a shrill voice.
'That's just it, says he; 'I've got the time to a second' here he pulls out a big old turnip of a silver watch 'and I'll have him up just ready to be weighed out last. I never was late in my life. 'All right, I said, 'but don't draw it too fine. Have you got your weight all right? 'Right to a hounce, says he, 'nine stun four they've put on him, and him an untried horse.
The upper half of each turnip had been eaten off by the live-stock, and it was the business of the two women to grub up the lower or earthy half of the root with a hooked fork called a hacker, that it might be eaten also.
Den I done eberything else that come to mind on de farm. I neber earned money in dem slave days. "Your general food wuz such as sweet potatoes, peas and turnip greens. Den we would jump out and ketch a coon or possum. We ate rabbits, squirrels, ground-hog and hog meat. We had fish, cat-fish and scale fish. Such things as greens, we boil dem. Fish we fry.
Inside the inn the innkeeper was drawing a pint of ale for his one solitary customer, a shambling countryman with a shock of very red hair, and eyes of innocent blue. "There, that makes a quart, Tummus Biles, and 'tis as much as your turnip head can safely carry." He passed the can across the bar on a hook that projected from a wooden socket in his sleeve. "Why, now, Mr.
Then he called himself a fool for being so obliging to the fellow. "How far is it from here?" "Mile and a half," again answered Mr. Crow helplessly. This time he almost swore under his breath. "But he can't get there," volunteered one of the bystanders. "Why can't he?" demanded the marshal. "Bridge over Turnip Creek is washed out. Did you forget that?" "Of course not," promptly replied Mr.
"Well," said Timothy, when he first saw me practising, "I have often heard it said, there's no getting blood out of a turnip; but it seems there is more chance with a cabbage. I tell you what, Japhet, you may try your hand upon me as much as you please, for two-pence a go." I consented to this arrangement, and by dint of practising on Timothy over and over again, I became quite perfect.
"He's mighty good at turnip hoeing, too," he said. "I could pretty near keep up to him last year and I believe I could do it this year. Some day soon I'm going to git after 'im. My! I'd like to trim 'im to a fine point."
At least, if you do examine it, postpone the duty till you feel yourself absolutely impervious to any mental trickery, and bear in mind that you are a worthy member of a particularly matter-of-fact and unemotional profession." I smiled at the last clause, for I was now in a condition to feel a rather warm shame over my erst weak-knee'd collapse before a sheet and an illuminated turnip.
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