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"Yet it looked jolly enough before her advent. Well, your work's cut out. I suppose it wouldn't be possible for you to give a poor woman a dish of tea?" "I was on the very point of proposing it," said John. "May I conduct you to my quarters?" Rather early next morning John was walking among the olives. Now he was on his leisurely way home, to the presbytery and what passed there for breakfast.
Peggy doesn't think that way," remarked Virginia, with keen memories of Mrs. Grandoken's snapping teeth. "No, not yet, but I'm trustin' she will. You see how 'tis in this shop. Folks is poor around here. I trust 'em all, Jews and Gentiles alike, but Peg thinks I ought to have the money the minute the work's done.
But as for ambition, and the idea of doing good, and the love of work for work's sake, as for the elastic springs of delicious and beneficent labour, all that was over for him. He would have worked from day till night, and from night till day, and from month till month throughout the year to have secured for Violet Effingham the assurance that her husband's position was worthy of her own.
"I know, but then I came out five minutes early." "Are they so fierce as that?" "Yes, I daren't be late. Mr. Bonsfield gives me his letters directly after lunch. I think he'd tell me I might go, if I was late. You see it's very easy for them to get a secretary, the work's not difficult though there's a lot of it; and there are hundreds of girls who'd be ready to fill my place in a moment."
"Take me for one of your own trade, wouldn't you? Well, I'm not such a fool as I look. I suppose you fellows who are tied to the treadmill excuse me, Swordsley, but work's work, isn't it? I suppose you think a man like me has nothing to do but take it easy: loll through life like a woman.
"Breakfast was produced on the spot; cold salt pork, onions, and hard biscuit forming the principal dishes, washed down by nothing weaker than the pure ardent! Not long, however, did fat Tom permit us to enjoy our ease. "'Come, boys," he shouted, "no lazin' here; no gormandizin' the worst part of our work's afore us; the old lame devil is afoot, and five miles off by now.
"I've told them in my letter about the placer here it's theirs, the whole of it, if I don't come back. See that it's recorded; women don't understand about such things. And be sure the assessment work's kept up. In the letter, there, I've given them my figures as to how the samples run. Some day there'll be found a way to work it on a big scale, and it'll pay them to hold on. That's all, I guess."
"Who's this Bible-Back Murray?" demanded Denver, "has he got a clean title to his ground?" "You bet he has," replied Bunker Hill, "and he's got my name as a witness that his yearly assessment work's been done." "And you, I suppose," suggested Denver sarcastically, "have got his name, as an affidavit man, to prove that your work has been done.
At length the father took to calling him "Dusenberry," and this nickname was adopted under protest. Captain Hiram sang the baby to sleep every night. There were three songs in the Captain's repertoire. The first was a chanty with a chorus of John, storm along, storm along, John, Ain't I glad my day's work's done. The second was the "Bowline Song."
"What the hell work's this, Peter Walsh?" he said. "Can't you let me sleep quiet in my bed without raising the devil's own delight in my back-yard. If I did right I'd set the police at you." "I'll not be the only one the police will be at," said Peter, "if that's the way of it. So there you have it plain and straight." "What do you mean?" "What I mean is this.
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