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"It's got pictures of all the horses," interrupted Joel, springing up from his seat, his black eyes dancing, "and " "Joel, sit down," said Mrs. Pepper, sternly, "and don't interrupt. Go on, Ben." Joel dropped, as if shot, back into his chair. "And it's comin' to Hillsbury next week Wednesday," went on Ben, unwillingly, "and that's all, Mamsie. Only Joe and David shouldn't a-told."
Ashurst pointed to the narrow green mound. "Can you tell me what this is?" The old fellow stopped; on his face had come a look as though he were thinking: 'You've come to the right shop, mister! "'Tes a grave," he said. "But why out here?" The old man smiled. "That's a tale, as yu may say. An' not the first time as I've a-told et there's plenty folks asks 'bout that bit o' turf.
"Acause he have, honey! which I would a-told you all about it ef you hadn't a-kept on, and kept on, and kept on interrupting of me!" "Nora," said Hannah, speaking for the first time in many minutes, and looking very grave, "she has something to tell, and we had better let her tell it." "Very well, then! I'm agreed! Go on, Mrs. Jones!" "Hem-m-m!" began Mrs. Jones, loudly clearing her throat.
You can eat um or leab um alone, Miss Caterpillar!" said little Pitapat, firmly. Capitola laughed, "Patty" she said, "you are worthy to be called my waiting maid!" "And Lors knows, Miss Caterpillar, if it was de wittels you was a-frettin' arter, you ought to a-told me before! Lors knows dere's wittels enough!"
"'Enery's broke it off!" he announced slowly, and his voice trembled. "I could a-told yer that." Tilda's manner was short, as she produced the letter and handed it to him. "There go to 'im," she said in a gentler voice as she slipped past the girl. "'E's good, as men go; and 'e's suffered." She walked resolutely away down the path.
Cross; a real romance me an' Robert al'ays did call it." "Ah!" commented her neighbour, half sympathetically, half interrogatively. She kicked the logs together with her flat shoe, drew a chair close to her visitor's, filled her own cup, and sat down with an expectant expression. "'Ees, my dear, quite a romance, as you'll say when I've a-told 'ee.
If you'd a-told me, a week agone, that I should live to see the like, I'd ha' called 'ee a liar; an' yet here I be a-talkin' away, an' there you be a-listening an' here be the old world a-spinnin' us round as in bygone times " "Iss, iss but what's the question?"
'The girl ye left behind ye, says I. 'Ah, to be sure, says he. 'Yes, she be a reg'lar pictur. 'Well, you mid tell us a bit about her, says I; 'I've a-told 'ee all about my maid. Blue eyes, I s'pose? Seein' as his own be so black as sloes, I reckoned 'twould come naitral to en to take up wi' a fair maid. 'Yes, says he, 'so blue as the sky at home on a June day! I made a good shot, I told en.
"And snug. . . . Can yer risk striking a match? Fact is, we got a lady friend 'ere, an' she wants yer 'elp badly." Sam struck a sulphur match. "Good Lord!" he breathed, staring across the blue flame, and still as he stared his eyes grew larger and rounder. "'Er name's Lobb," explained Tilda. "I oughter a-told yer." "'Ow did it 'appen?" asked Sam in an awed voice. "Igsplosion," said the Fat Lady.
Well, you have changed since the day you took Major Garnet and Mr. Fair and I to see that view in the mountains! If anybody'd a-told me that I'd ever be president of Thanks, no sir." He wouldn't sit. He'd just been sitting and talking, he said, "with the two beauties, Miss Halliday and Miss Garnet." Didn't Mrs. March think them such?
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