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I reckon ye'll find it easy enough. That's all; I'll be goin' now. No, thanks, Miss Goldthwaite, I can't sit down; it's 'most milking time, and if Keziah's left to do it herself, there's no saying what might happen.
"Th' cap'n," he began, "has talked to ye as though ye was white men 'cause he's young and clean an' doesn't know the likes of ye. He hain't had so much to do with a bunch of white-livered, swill-tub jail birds as I have. But don't you go further an' make th' mistake thet 'cause he's young he ain't a man yet. 'Cause if ye do, ye'll wake up sudden with a jolt.
"I'm very sorry I spoke like that to you in the other room I mean about what you'd written," she said. "I suppose I ought not to have burnt it." She spoke in this manner because to apologize to him gave her a curious pleasure. "That's nothing," he answered, with the quietness of fatigue. "I dare say you were right enough. Anyhow, ye'll never see me again." She exclaimed, kindly protesting
"Nay, if ye object to the question on the ground that a true ainswer will be criminating yoursel', ye'll be justified in so doing, by reason and propriety; but then ye'll consider well the consequences it may have on your own case, when that comes to be investigated." "I object on gin'ral principles," said Ithuel.
The people in the shop stopped talking about prices and listened greedily. They knew what Marcella did not. "Then ye'll tell him tae go on needin'. When he's paid for the last sack, an' the one afore that, he'll be gettin' more." "But of course he'll pay," she cried. "My father is busy, and he can't mind things always. If you ask him, he'll pay." The man laughed. "He will, fine he will!
An ye'll mind both carriages for a bit when they start up, Andy, I'll go t' the lad," and he hurried across the tracks and down the dark and devious way that led to the surface of the earth. At the door of the pump-room he met Ralph. "Uncle Billy!" shouted the boy, "I want to see you; I've got sumpthin' to tell you."
It just seems as if I couldn't wait any longer to know what my birthday surprise is going to be. Do you know, Eliza?" "Faix, an' I do, Miss Midge, an' it's a foine gift yer uncle has for ye!" "Don't tell me, Eliza, because Uncle Steve said I mustn't ask questions about it; but do you think I'll like it?" "'Like it, is it? 'Deed an' you will thin! Ye'll go crazy as a loonytic wid joy and delight!
Then he turned to the trader. "Morley," he said quietly, "yu're not a talker, I know, but anyways! . . . I ask ye now . . . ye'll oblige me by shpakin' av this tu no man yet awhiles. . . . I have me raysons onnershtand?" The eyes of the two men met, and question and answer were silently exchanged in that one significant look. MacDavid nodded brief acquiescence to the others request.
Thurstane and Sweeny took turns in watching, for smoke of fires had been seen on the mountains, and, poor as they were, they could not afford to be robbed. In the morning Glover seemed refreshed, and started out with some vigor. "Och! ye'll go round the worrld," said Sweeny, encouragingly. "Bones can march furder than fat anny day. Yer as tough as me rations. Dried grizzly is nothin' to ye."
Cæsar was a noble-looking, black animal, whose strength and capacity for endurance had been well tested. This morning he was in high spirits and looked good for months of rough-and-tumble service. "Here's yer rifle, Mister John. I put it in trim for ye yesterday. I s'pose ye'll be a squintin' reound sharp for bears and wolves and other livin' wild beasts when ye git inter the woods".
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