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Ye've treated me right, miss, an' I ain't a-goin' t' fergit ut!" The Hopper spoke with feeling. Shaver's mother had, albeit at the pistol point, confided her most intimate domestic affairs to him.
When the guests all came to the fourpenny table to sup, Nick spoke to Master Roger Clout. "Ye've done enough for us, sir; thank ye with all my heart; but I've a turn will serve us here, and, sir, I'd rather stand on mine own legs. Ye will na mind?"
Alexander felt that some recognition of this metamorphosis was expected of her, but she had no intent of admitting the true force of its impression. "Hit's a right smart wonder I knowed ye a-tall, ye've done spruced up so," was the dubious compliment with which she favored him after a deliberate scrutiny. "I hain't nuver seed ye with yore face washed afore."
I'll tell ye: ye've made his home a prison, and ye've dressed him like a beggar, but ye've never been able t' keep his brain and his soul from growin'! Ye've never been able t' lock them up! Nor dress them badly! And God be thanked for it!" "A-a-a-w!" snarled Barber. "I wish all I had t' do was t' go from flat t' flat and talk sermons!"
He looked confounded, but there was nothing of the coward in his face. "Oh, well," said he, "I'll be goin', for ye've got y'r teeth all raspin'." As he went the two men laughed after him mockingly. "Wind like a bag," said Hatchett. "Bone like a marrow-fat pea," added Wiley. Macavoy was at the door, but at that he turned.
"To think what ye've been through yere husband near to dyin' afore yere eyes, and ye a-reskin' yere own life to save him so Tom tells me. When Tom goes out a-fightin' red-skins I'm that fidgety I can't set still. I wouldn't let him know what I feel fer the world. But well ye know the pain of it, who love yere husband like that." The lady would have smiled bravely, had the strength been given her.
His eyes sparkled as they fell upon the face of his uncle. "Ye've got back, Johnnie," said the old man. "Yas. 'Twas hotter'n a red-hot stove on the road." "Ye druv in with the widder woman?" "Yas. I druv in with her; but I walked back. Guess I run the most o' the way, too." "An' Mis' Janssen wheer is she?" "I dunno', uncle Abram." "Is she still a widder woman, Johnnie?"
"Is it thrue?" he asked and was so frightened that he looked even sterner than usual "is it thrue what I'm afther hearing, Bridget McCaura, that ye've taken the Dark Man, Lonergan, to live with ye to live in the Farm?" "Is it thrue? 'Tis so," said Bridget. "But ye're not going to keep him, are ye now?" "Keep him? I am that," said Bridget.
"He's the greatest man to keep his mouth shut I ever saw. He kept at the governor of Virginny till he gave him twelve hundred pounds in Continentals and power to raise troops. Then Clark fetched a circle for Fort Pitt, raised some troops thar and in Virginny and some about Red Stone, and come down the Ohio here with 'em in a lot of flatboats. Now that ye've got here the Kentucky boys is all in.
"I'll never be lonely so long as there's you to love, Miss Dinah darlint," Biddy murmured, when the young arms closed about her neck for a moment ere they went back to their work. "Ye've warmed and comforted me all through." It was late in the evening when dusk was falling that there came the sound of an uneven tread on the gravel path before the Dower House. Dinah was the first to hear it.
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