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'O' course, says I; 'what else? 'What else, indeed? says he, and he did sigh same as if he had a bellows inside of en." "Did he actually say he was a-thinkin' about soom maid?" interrupted Mrs. Baverstock wrathfully. "Bide a bit," retorted Private Caines, wagging his head portentously; "I be a-tellin' the tale so quick as I can.

Texas looked up, mildly surprised. "Sure we got him. That's what I'm a-tellin' you." Then he laughed softly as though mildly amused at some incident suddenly remembered. "Abe, you know that greaser that tumbled into the Dry River Spillway when we-all was puttin' in Number Five Gate?" "Yes." "I 'lowed you'd know him. I heard somethin' funny about him when I was in San Felipe after that buckskin."

But I ain't a-tellin' nothin' to nobody, an' it ain't a-goin' to do you no good to go askin' him 'bout me, neither." "I'm not going to ask Professor Parkhill anything, Joe," said Patches shortly. "You ain't?" "Certainly not; if you don't want me to know. I'm not trying to find out about anything that's none of my business." Joe looked at him with a cunning leer. "Oh, you ain't, ain't you?

I hope you haven't been worrying her with anything you could have spared her from at least until she got rested," and he frowned at the captain. "No, I ain't and wouldn't. I been a-tellin' her of Bart's comin' home. That ain't nothin' to worry over that's something to be glad of. You heard about it, of course?" "Yes, Morgan told me. Twenty years will make a great difference in Bart.

Joe, excited and confused by the cool nerve of this man, fell readily into the verbal trap. "You better go now, an' not wait to ask Nick no fool questions like that. If he finds you here talkin' with me when he gets back, hell'll be a-poppin' fer sure. Me an' you are friends, Patches, an' that's why I'm a-tellin' you you better pull your freight while the goin's good."

She's took camomile and orange-peel, and snake-root and boneset, and dash-root and dandelion and there hain't nothin' done her no good. She told me to-day she couldn't keep up no longer, and I've been a-tellin' Mis' Pennel and her grand'ther.

"Yes," broke in Bub, "and he tol' us how you carried Loretty from town on a mule behind ye, and she jest a-sassin' you, an' as how she said she was a-goin' to git you fer HER sweetheart." Hale glanced by chance at the little girl. Her face was scarlet, and a light dawned. "An' sis, thar, said he was a-tellin' lies an' when she growed up she said she was a-goin' to marry "

"It is such a fine morning," she said, looking out at the window, which showed a waveless expanse of ocean. "I do hope Mara has had a good night." "I'm a-goin' to make her some jelly this very forenoon," said Mrs. Kittridge. "Aunt Roxy was a-tellin' me yesterday that she was a-goin' down to stay at the house regular, for she needed so much done now."

"'Tis the truth I'm a-tellin' ye, kids, wid the lady herself back there a-watchin' to see that I carry out her orders. So hop in, quick, and don't keep her a-waitin'." "Gee!" exclaimed the boy. Maggie looked at her brother doubtfully. "Dast we, Bobby? Dast we?" "Dast we! Huh! Who's afraid? I'll say we dast." Another second and they were in the car. The chauffeur gravely touched his cap.

Y' understand me, Dick? Richard was not entirely at his ease in listening. He tried to smile, but failed to smile naturally. 'I don't see what you found wrong, he returned, abruptly. 'Why, I'm a-tellin' you, my boy, I didn't find nothing wrong except in myself, as you may say. What's the good o' beatin' about the bush? It's just this 'ere, Dick, my lad.