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He walked a little while in silence, and then, extending his hand, "Now, you Nance Holdaway," says he, "you come of my blood, and you're a good girl. When that man was a boy, I used to carry his gun for him. I carried the gun all day on my two feet, and many a stitch I had, and chewed a bullet for.
"Barry, you're a fraud. Chicken, apple-pie what more can man desire? But I confess I am hungry, though I didn't come for a meal." "Well, sit down and let's begin," said Barry practically. "I dined at my aunt's to-night, and as usual I couldn't get much to eat!
Or he may have disappeared forever, and that made the matter all the simpler for Endicott. Oh, you're not clever, Dick," and she kissed him to sweeten the bitterness of the opinion. "I'm not convinced," he said cheerfully. "Then tell me what to do." "I don't know myself. Endicott took his money with him. Where does Arthur Dillon keep his money? How did it get there? Where was it kept before that?
"Well, you needn't take that trouble. You see I'm such another." "Such another as Phil ?" He didn't blink. "I don't know for sure, but I guess I'm worse." "Do you mean you're guilty ?" "I mean I shall be wanted. Only I've stayed to take it." Mark threw back his head, but only tightened his hands.
"Sir," said the Colonel, "give me one thousand English soldiers for a week and I'll pit them against any thousand Highlanders you like to bring against 'em." "Then it's a good job you're on my side," said Charles.
How many other girls have you said it to this year?" Landry compressed his lips. "Miss Dearborn, you insult me." "Oh, my!" exclaimed Laura, at last withdrawing her hand. "And now you're mocking me. It isn't kind. No, it isn't; it isn't kind." "I never answered your question yet," she observed. "What question?" "About your coming to see me when we were settled. I thought you wanted to know."
"Ruddy Hedgpeth is a coward," says Jack; "he put sweet oil on his chest and throat so I couldn't choke him when I got my hands on him. He's a coward and I've been tricked." My pa was not a very big man, but he warn't afraid of no one. And he says: "Anything was fair, so as to whip, and you're whipped and you'd better shut up."
'There's fifty-one pounds in my dressing-bag, croaked Paul. 'When you've buried me and paid your bill, send the balance to my father. 'Buried you? said the doctor. 'You don't suppose you're going to peg out, do you? 'I hope so, said Paul. 'Oh, said the doctor, casting a shrewd, good-humoured eye at him, 'you feel like that, do you?
She ought to be easy to find as she's carrying a lantern. You're quite sure she has got a lantern with her, Ellen?" "Oh yes," said Ellen. "It bumped against the glass when she came back and looked through the window." "When she came back and looked through the window? What do you mean?" "Why," Ellen explained diffidently, not wanting to enlarge on his mother's eccentricity.
"It LOOKS good, Thomas Jefferson," she murmured. "When you're VERY hungry you can eat things raw." Suddenly the child sat up in bed, wide-eyed and wild. She did not seem to see Aunt Olivia at all. "Once I ate a pie!" she cried. "It wasn't a whole one, but I should eat a whole one now I think I should eat the PLATE now." She swayed back and forth weakly, awake and not awake.