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But just the same eleven dollars and fifteen cents is a real bargain. It took me a long time saving for it, though. I carry papers morning and evening there's a boy taking my route for me this afternoon I give 'm ten cents, an' all the extras he sells is his; and I'd a-got the boat sooner only I had to pay for my shorthand lessons. My mother wants me to become a court reporter.
When I do hear it tickin' it will seem to say to I, Think o' me; think o' me." "Jenny, drop it," cried Mr. Keynes with a muffled roar of protest; "I tell 'ee 'tis more nor flesh and blood can bear. If you be a-goin' to think constant o' he you'd better ha' done wi' I." "Sam, dear Sam," said Jenny in melting tones, "you be all as I've a-got left now; don't you desert me."
"There be ten weeks' rent a-owing," said he, sitting down; "and we don't mean to wait no longer. And there's a half-side o' bacon an' a load of faggots." "How much is it altogether?" "Seventeen-and-six." "I ain't a-got but a pound, and Absalom bean't come whoam." "The vagabond cuss 'im!" "A bean't no vagabond," cried Madge, firing up in defence of her husband.
"Aw, you ain't got imagination. I'll tell you. You know Thiercroft. I bought his big wagon from 'm for sixty dollars. I bought a wagon from the Kenwood blacksmith so-so, but it'll do for forty-five dollars. An' I bought Ping's wagon a peach for sixty-five dollars. I could a-got it for fifty if he hadn't seen I wanted it bad." "But the money?" Saxon questioned faintly.
You've a-got so used to my little ways an' corners, an' we've a-got so many little secrets together an' old-fash'ned odds an' ends o' knowledge, that you can take my meaning almost afore I start to speak. An' that's a great comfort to a man o' my age. It'll be terrible hard, when I wants to talk, to begin at the beginning every time.
Dear, to be sure, 'tis a beautiful sight, they two faces side by side. The maid doesn't favour her daddy a bit nay, 'tis the very pictur' o' the pore wife." "'E-es; she had that yellow hair, and them great big blue eyes. There, I've a-got a china cup at home what be jist the same colour. 'Tisn't nat'ral for a maid to have eyes that blue. I wouldn't mention it to Mrs.
'tis a comfort to see as Corporal Baverstock d' seem able to walk so well as ever. I see Mrs. Baverstock didn't come to church 'tis a wonder." "Nay, no wonder at all. It bain't likely as the poor body could leave her Sunday dinner the very first day her son be a-comed home. She's busy, that's what she be." "Ah! to be sure. There, Lard now, look at Tilly Ann! He've a-got her up in his arms.
"Why, son!" he exclaimed, as by and by he lifted the child down before a hardware, dry-goods, drug and music store, "what's been a-troublin' you? You a-got tear marks on yo' face!" But he pressed the question in vain. "Gimme yo' han'ke'cher, son, an' let me wipe 'em off." But John's pockets were insolvent as to handkerchiefs, and the Judge found his own no better supplied.
While I wondered what might be the season for chimney-sweeps, a small bead-eyed woman emerged from the doorway and shook a duster vigorously: in the which act catching sight of us, she paused. "I've a-got en, my dear," said Mr. Trapp much as a man might announce the capture of a fish: and though he did not actually lift me for inspection his hand seemed to waver over my collar. But it was Mrs.
And I want you to smash down hard on their everlasting, 'why didn't you do this? and 'why didn't you do that? I reckon I've been told five hundred times a-ready that I shouldn't a-give him the deeds. Josie say it, an' then she sings it. NOT GIVE THEM TO HIM! How could I help giving them to him? He'd a-got up and got them himself if I hadn't "
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