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"By Jasus, you really tark fine, Massa Easy; dat Mr Vigor nebber care for him, wouldn't you lik him and sure you would," continued the black, feeling the muscle of Jack's arm. "By the soul of my fader, I'd bet my week's allowance on you anyhow. Nebber be 'fraid, Massa Easy." "I am not afraid," replied Jack; "I've thrashed bigger fellows than he;" and Jack's assertion was true.
Get back qvicker dat vay. So long! I comes back soon anyvays, sure." He started away at a swift pace, his strong dogs, amply rested, barking and throwing themselves hard upon the breastpieces of their harness. After he was out of hearing the two women sat very close together, for mutual comfort and consolation, and the older one began to speak in a low whisper. "You very lucky, mademoiselle.
He war de biggest guzzler I eber seed in my life. Why, dat man he drunk up ebery thing he could lay his han's on. Sometimes he would go 'roun' tryin' to borrer money from pore cullud folks. 'Twas rale drefful de way dat pore feller did frow hisself away. But drink did it all. I tell you, Bobby, dat drink's a drefful thing wen it gits de upper han' ob you. You'd better steer clar ob it."
"If Chloe is my sister's favourite servant, Dido," I remarked, "you are to remember that Neb is mine." "Dat true, sah, and so Chloe say; but dere great difference, Masser Mile, atween Clawbonny and a ship. Neb own, himself, young Masser, he doesn't even lib in cabin, where you lib, sah." "All that is true, Dido; but there is a difference of another sort between a ship and a house.
He saw his advantage in the flush of apprehension which, before he had ceased speaking, made the jetty face before him absolutely ashen with terror. "Don't do dat, Marse Desmit, ef you please! Don't do dat er wid Nimbus! Mind now, Mahs'r, I'se got a wife an' babies." "So you have, and I know you don't want to leave them." "No more I don't, Mahs'r," earnestly.
"For a time I not care whether I lib or die, but at last I made up my mind to 'scape again. After six months dey took off de log, tinking dat I had had enuf of de mountains and would not try to 'scape, and de log prevented my doing so much work.
Passing lightly on from that " "Did youse ever have a cat dat ate beetles?" inquired Mr. Jarvis. "There was a time when many of Comrade Jackson's felidae supported life almost entirely on beetles." "Did they git thin?" Mike felt that it was time, if he was to preserve his reputation, to assert himself. "No," he replied firmly. Mr. Jarvis looked astonished.
I'm ashamed to acknowledge so much interest in a horse-race, but it seems as if I can't wait to hear of the result." "Lawsy, I don't blame you, none; feel dat way mahse'f." "I must know the result the instant the race is decided." "Send yo' wuhd right off, Miss 'Lethe." "Oh, I can't wait for that.
Kama came back, sat down on the edge of the spruce boughs, and in the interval of waiting, mended harness. "I t'ink dat Skookum and Booga make um plenty fight maybe," Kama remarked, as they sat down to eat. "Keep an eye on them," was Daylight's answer. And this was their sole conversation throughout the meal.
'Why, says I to myself, 'dat man's found him, too! An' another got up an' spoke, an' I said, 'He's found him, too! An' finally I said, 'Why, they all know him! I was so happy!
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