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The whole scene was so dreadful, so awe-inspiring, that children along the road began to scream and to hide in fright behind their mothers' skirts. Siñor!... Ay, siñor, Deu meu!... the old fisherwomen murmured sympathetically at sight of the bleeding Christ in the clutches of that mob of infidels.
"Well, 'twon't deu no harm, as I know," said the young man making a virtue of necessity, for the fingers of Constance were already hovering over the dainty little leaf-strewn baskets and her eyes complacently searching for the most promising; "I ha'n't got nothin' to deu with 'em." "Constance!" said Mrs. Evelyn from the piazza, "don't take that! I dare say they are for Mr. Sweet." "Well, mamma!
And my good master replied in a weaker voice: "Mais le pu beo de l'histoire Ce fut que l'ane et le beu Ainsin passire to deu La nuit sans manger ni boire Que d'ane et de beu je sai Couver de pane et de moire Que d'ane et de beu je sai Que n'en a rien pas tan fai!" Then he let his head fall on the pillow and sang no more.
" 'Cause he's tuk all his traps and went, and he said farming didn't pay, and he wa'n't a-going to have nothin' more to deu with it; he telled Mis' Simpson so he lived to Mis' Simpson's; and she telled Mr. Ten Eyck." "Are you sure, Philetus?" "Sure as 'lection! he telled Mis' Simpson so, and she telled Mr. Ten Eyck; and he's cleared out." Fleda and Hugh again looked at each other. Mr.
"There don't nobody else have nothin' to deu with it I guess she's pretty much the hull," said her coadjutor. "Her and me was a-picking 'em afore sunrise." "All that basketful?" " 't aint all strawberries there's garden sass up to the top." "And does she send that, too?" "She sends that teu," said Philetus, succinctly. "But hasn't she any help in taking care of the garden?" said Constance.
"There don't nobody else have nothin' to deu with it I guess she's pretty much the hull," said her coadjutor. "Her and me was a picking 'em afore sunrise." "All that basketful!" "'Tain't all strawberries there's garden sass up to the top." "And does she send that too?" "She sends that teu," said Philetus succinctly. "But hasn't she any help in taking care of the garden?" said Constance.
"Who might your folks be in Cavendish?" she asked, after a few moments of welcome silence. "I have no relatives there," I answered, I am afraid, rather ungraciously. "Going as governess or nurse girl to some of the aristocracy there? You don't look as if you ever did much housework, though." "I am going to Mr. Winthrop's." "Deu tell! Why, I lived with his mother myself, when I was a widder first."
Graeme, with his back to them, sat smoking on the low stone wall. Johnnie was, as usual, bunched up in the hedge opposite. "Well, Johnnie?" they heard. "Seen any crows this morning?" "Ouaie!" "How many then, you wretched little croaker?" "J'annéveu deu et j'annéveu troy." "Ah now, it's not polite as I've told you before to talk to an uneducated foreigner, in a language he does not understand.
"She is in Aber Deu Gleddyf," said one. Then Arthur went to the house of Tringad, in Aber Cleddyf, and he enquired of him whether he had heard of her there. "In what form may she be?" "She is in the form of a she wolf," said he, "and with her there are two cubs." "She has often slain my herds, and she is there below in a cave in Aber Cleddyf."
Santa Barbara presented a more lively appearance than when we passed here on our way down, most of its population having returned to their homes. Procuring fresh but miserably poor horses, we resumed our journey on the afternoon of the 2nd of February, and encamped at the rancho of Dr. Deu, situated on the plain of Santa Barbara, near the sea shore.
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