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"Who's got a knife?" growled the man now savagely as he turned towards the two fellows at the door; "I'll soon show him what it is to come here a-wanting to steal our cart-ropes. Chuck that there knife here." He rose as he spoke, and planted one foot upon my chest.
Then you'll be a-wanting mine, and I'll have to cut 'em out and give 'em to you, I suppose," said Uncle Tucker as he handed over his huge, steel-rimmed glasses. "The Bible says 'an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, Tucker, but not in a borrowing sense of the word, as I remember," remarked Miss Lavinia in a meditative tone of voice.
Its weight was really enormous; how her slim neck could have borne it without cracking puzzles me still, though I know how like a Caryatid she was formed. She did not laugh at me, or smile, she merely watched me and so goaded me to put out all my strength, which was considerable. Knack, of course, was a-wanting. I got it upon end, put my head against it, lifted it and it fell behind my back.
I'm sure I never had the things; and my man is out of all patience, and says I can no more keep house than a natural born." "My man is a-wanting to see your man," said Mrs Mullins, with a flashing eye; "and you know what about." "And very natural, too," said Liza Gray; "but how are we to pay the money we owe him, with such a tommy-book as this, good neighbour Mullins?"
Or p'raps you yourself, ma'am, might be a-wanting rooms." "No, I thank you. Good morning." And Hilary hurried away.
She turned the offending but well-disposed neighbors out of the room; she locked the door, and kneeling down by the babies, gave them a perfect baptism of tears and kisses. "Who says as they're not wanted?" she sobbed. "I want 'em I'm allays a-wanting something, and maybe they'll fill my heart."
Still she lost sight of the grand general rank and file, by concentrating her regard on one little scarlet dot. It was to her a play with its heart a-wanting, and yet the whirl and movement were welcome for a moment as substitutes for that heart. The ball remained, and Bourhope was resolute it should settle the question for him.
Love, love, love, the whiteness of the snow; Love, love, love, and the days of long ago. "Broad lands, bright sun, as it was of old; Red wine, loud mirth, gleaming of the gold; Something yet a-wanting how shall it be told? Love, love, love, the whiteness of the snow; Love, love, love, and the days of long ago.
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