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"Can ye fale the bullet in the wound, me young inimy?" he said, with a sigh. "No," I replied, looking him full in the eyes. "Our doctor will see to that." "Then ye've got a docthor with ye?" he said, pretty strongly now.
But ye're a queer lad, she said softly, 'the way ye stick to a fushionless character like him. I was tellin' Miss Tod, she continued, 'aboot 'Oor engagement! he burst out, scarlet. 'Whist, man! ye've a wild imagination! aboot ye enlistin'. She's been in a state o' patriotic tremulosity ever since. Dinna be surprised if she tries for to kiss ye.
"You may think yourselves lucky to escape the thrashing ye desarves!" shouted out the man; "ye've given me a nice chase after my beast for the last hour, and ye needn't add a pack of lies to your wicked pranks!" The boys sat down on the grass to consider their position.
Tell hit till ye've made ev'ry one on 'em understand thet thar can't be no mistake about hit, an' they must look out fur heeps o' trouble on ther right. Tell hit ez ye never tole anything afore in yer life. Tell hit ez ye'd pray God Almighty fur the life o' the one thet ye love better then all the world beside.
"Yes," said Midget, giggling at Delight's Irish brogue, which was always funny; "but be careful. The child isn't well." The child was Blackberry, who was dressed in large white muffler of Mrs. Spencer's pinned 'round its neck. "The saints presarve us, mum! Ye've got the wrong baby! This is a black one, mum!"
I don't know as I would trust him any further than you, but he is something of a pathetic figure, too, Stubbs." "Huh?" "Looks to me almost like an exile. I've got more to hate him for than you have, but I don't very long at a time." "Ye've got more t' like him for, too; he's doin' his best to git rid of Sorez fer you. But I says, 'Watch him. Watch him day an' night mos' particlarly at night."
Or round their brush piles an' storage heaps. And when I found a tree they'd just partly cut down, I'd set a couple of traps, covered up in leaves, each side of the trunk, where they'd have to step on the pan when they stood up to gnaw." "Good for you!" said Jabe, with cordial approbation. "Ye'd make a first-class trapper, 'cause ye've got the right notion.
"And was he a black man?" "He was a white man, and he left me with eight children, all under age, and the youngest and the oldest have followed their father." "In fath, ye've seen a dale of trouble, I'm sure; and we heard that black man we often saw comin' from schule with ye an' that yellow lass an' boy was your chilther."
He stared down at the man whom he had hated, with something of pity, more of cynicism. "Well, ye wanted Mount Music!" he said, at last. "How d'ye like it now ye've got it?" The things that a man has accomplished we sum him up by, and the things of which he was capable, and did not accomplish, are of no account, and the net that held him is of a mesh beyond the vision of most.
But that's not a miller's coat ye've on," said the old man, with a twinkle in his eye. Jan looked seriously at it, and then explained. "I be Master Salter's pig-minder just now, but I've got a miller's thumb, I have." "That's well, Master Pig-minder; and now would ye tell an old man what ye screamed out for. Did I scare ye?"
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