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'O' course not, said Sam, 'and nobody never did, nor never vill neither; and here am I a-walkin' about like the wandering Jew a sportin' character you have perhaps heerd on Mary, my dear, as vos alvays doin' a match agin' time, and never vent to sleep looking arter this here Miss Arabella Allen. 'Miss who? said Mary, in great astonishment. 'Miss Arabella Allen, said Sam.
Then he pointed with a stubby thumb in the direction the doctor had taken. "He've been up three nights a-savin' Dick Will's arm, as means the livin' o' he and the woman an' seven young 'uns. I mistrust he'll maybe fall asleep a-walkin' less he hurries. 'Tis a feelin' I knows, keepin' long watches on deck when things goes hard." "But I can watch my father," I protested.
He was a very restless gentleman, sir, a-walkin' and a-stampin' all the time he was here. I was waitin' outside the door, sir, and I could hear him. At last he outs into the passage, and he cries, 'Is that man never goin' to come? Those were his very words, sir. 'You'll only need to wait a little longer, says I. 'Then I'll wait in the open air, for I feel half choked, says he.
Fur up, fur up the light comes down through the immense skylight, so it is about like bein' out-doors, and in the night it is most as light as day, for the ark lights are so big that, if you'll believe it, there are galleries of 'em up in the chandliers, and men a-walkin' round in 'em a-fixin' the lights look like flies a-creepin' about. The idee!
"Well, Keith Burton, I should like to know where you've been," cried the irate voice of Susan Betts from the doorway. "Oh, just walking. Why?" "Because I've been huntin' and huntin' for you. But, oh, dear me, You're worse'n a flea, So what's the use of talkin'? You always say, As you did to-day, I've just been out a-walkin'!" "But what did you want me for?" "I didn't want you. Your pa wanted you.
It was a song of the plains, weird and wistful, with an uncouth plaintiveness that fascinated these lonely hill-dwellers. As I was a-walkin' one beautiful morning, As I was a-walkin' one morning in May, I saw a poor cowboy rolled up in his blanket, Rolled up in his blanket as cold as the clay!
"So I blew the can full of air and corked it, and then I tore up some of the boards from the bottom of the boat so as to make a hole big enough for me to get through, and you sailormen needn't wriggle so when I say that, for you all know a divin'-bell hasn't any bottom at all and the water never comes in, and so when I got the hole big enough I took the oil-can under my arm, and was just about to slip down through it when I saw an awful turtle a-walkin' through the sand at the bottom.
What have we done to your crowd, I'd like to know, to be treated like dogs? First there was that Bluff Masters a-walkin' in here an' accusing us of stealing his blamed old gun, when the only one we've got is a musket Pet owns. Now you come tearing up things."
"That was a handsome woman you was a-walkin' beside, this mornin'." "Very," said Richard. "She was a handsome woman! or I should say, is, for her day ain't past, and she know it. I thought at first by her back it might ha' been your aunt, Mrs. Forey; for she do step out well and hold up her shoulders: straight as a dart she be!
I am a-walkin' in my sleep, I guess. I was a-dreamin' of money that I was to find and give to you, and I suppose that's why I've come to your room. You lay still, Belinda, and don't tell nobody. I am a-goin' right away." Before she could answer in a way that seemed suitable, he was gone, and the next day he renewed his explanations. "I dunno, Belinda, how I ever come to be a-walkin' in my sleep.
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