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"That's it," said Aunt Jane, delightedly. "There ain't any religion in restin' unless you're tired, and work's jest as holy in his sight as rest." Our faces were turned toward the western sky, where the sun was sinking behind the amethystine hills.

I'm sure you'll be pleased with it it looks quite a different place. She tried to smile: 'And did you do it all yourself, George? 'Well, no not exactly. I flatter myself I know how to see that the work's properly done, and all that; but there are some things I don't pretend to be much of a hand at, so I got certain ladies to give me some wrinkles. Ella felt relieved.

In the gentle question of this girl with the faintly smiling lips and shining eyes Thyme fancied that she detected mockery. "Yes, thanks. I want to be shown what my work's to be, at once, please." The grey girl looked at Martin. "Oh! Won't to-morrow do for all that sort of thing? I'm sure you must be tired. Mr. Stone, do make her rest!"

My readers may probably have dreamt before now that they have had before them some terrible long walk to accomplish, some journey of twenty or thirty miles, an amount of labour frightful to anticipate, and that immediately on starting they have ingeniously found some accommodating short cut which have brought them without fatigue to their work's end in five minutes.

To hell with work, if that's the whole of the game an' I've done my share of work, an' I can work alongside of any of 'em. But what's the good? If they's one thing I've learned solid since you an' me hit the road, Saxon, it is that work's the least part of life. God! if it was all of life I couldn't cut my throat quick enough to get away from it.

His eye soon detected a distant group, which he knew to be the right one, returning to the house along the broad gravel road, and he hastened on to meet them. "Why, Adam, I'm glad to get sight on y' again," said Mr. Poyser, who was carrying Totty on his arm. "You're going t' have a bit o' fun, I hope, now your work's all done.

She madded me first: what else when she wouldn't believe a word I said? She'd ha' sworn on the gospel book, we sent the parcel up the spout. But she'll believe you, an' give you something, and then we'll have a chop! Mat. How can you expect that, Sue, when the work's lost? Sus. Never mind; you go and see. Mat. I shan't take it, Susan. I couldn't. Sus. Stuff and nonsense!

It has taken a long while in the building, ever since my boyhood; and indeed the work's not finished yet, nor do I think it ever will be finished till I die, since my brain's its architect. When I was asleep but now, I discovered a new villa, and an avenue of trees, and a tavern with red blinds which I had never remarked before.

There are lots of things to do, and I shall be happy." "I hope," he said, "that the real thing is just beginning for both of us." She stood by the window looking out into the street. "It makes things different if you believe in me," she said. "It will give one courage. I had begun to think that there was no one in the world who cared." "Be plucky," he said. "Work's the only thing.

"Hain't you discoverin' it a mite late?" "It was left wholly to you." "Seems like I noticed it," said Scattergood. "So all that work's lost, eh? Seems a pity, too." "You don't seem to take it seriously." "You bet I do, and I calculate to look into it some." "It won't do any good. The mistake is plain." "Shouldn't be s'prised. I git your idee, McKettrick.