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"T'anks," said the Flopper. "Say, Helena, wot's de new lay de Doc has got up his sleeve?" Helena made no answer. "Is yer grouch painin' you so's yer tongue's hurt?" inquired the Flopper solicitously. Still no answer. "Well, go to the devil!" said the Flopper politely.
"We used to think," Grandma proceeded mildly to elucidate, "that it had ought to be took externally, but husband, he was painin' around one time, and nothin' didn't seem to do him no good, and so we ventured some of it inside of him, and he didn't complain no more for a great while afterwards."
At twilight, she stole out of the back door of the house, and walked down to a little brook which ran near by. As she stood leaning against a young maple tree she heard steps, and without looking up, knew that the Elder was coming. She did not move nor speak. He waited some minutes in silence. Then he said "Oh, Draxy! I never once thought o' painin' you! I thought you'd like it.
"And a washin'-machine," said she. "And two hogs." "And he tells me he's going to git her a melodium." "Indeed," said I. "Why, I thought he was never going back." "To sech a lovely home?" The old woman held up her hands. "He's goin' jest as soon as he gets that me-yule and you're able." She laid her hand on my forehead. "There," she cried, "it's painin' you again, poor thing that terrible spot."
"All to once it come acrost me what he wanted quick as ye could say scat. He wanted to have Kate's headstun took down an' put away that's what he wanted. That stun was kind o' layin' on his stummick an' painin' of him day an' night. He couldn't stan' it.
Dunno about your hip. Is it painin' you?" "Some," Rube answered. "But don't you worry. I ain't thinkin' about my wounds. I'm thinkin' about you. What's the matter with that head-dress? Ain't you goin' ter put it on, and lemme see how you look in it? What about a dress rehearsal?" Kiddie shook his head. "Gee!" exclaimed Rube.
Biggs chimed in, "Can't help painin' her, swelled as 'tis, big as two ankles; look." She whisked off the bottom of her dress which Eloise had put over her foot, and disclosed the shapeless bundle encased in the old felt slipper. "Look for yourselves; see if you think it aches," she said.
"He hasna been workin' for fully a fortnicht," he replied. "But what's wrang?" she persisted. "Is he ill?" "Mysie, I'd raither onything than be the means o' painin' you, for you are no' in a fit state to be worried." "You maun tell me, Rob," she cried fiercely, her face showing excitement. "What is it that is wrang? Is he awfu' ill?"
He has the lamp hidden somewhere I'm sure of it." At the bathhouse they found the big colored man, Jumbo, who bowed most respectfully to Hodge. "Hello, Jumbo," said Bart. "How are your muscles to-day?" "Well, sah," grinned the darky, "dey am not painin' me so much as dey uster was. No, sah! Marsa Frank he sorter finds plenty ob work fo' to reduce de pain in mah muscles."
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