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"The likes of them ones," said Peter Walsh, "wouldn't think about how they'd get back till the time came. I'm uneasy about that boat, so I am." "Tell me this now," said Sweeny, after a moment's consideration. "Did the young lady say e'er a word to you about giving the boat a fresh lick of paint?" "She did not. Why would she? Amn't I just after painting the boat?"
He has the ear of the Duke, and now he has Turner under his thumb. Oh my sorrow, what a place of greed and plot!" "That Turner said it, showed he thought it!" said Gilian, not a whit moved from bitter reflection upon his wounded feelings. "Amn't I telling you?" said Miss Mary. "It's just his own sorrows souring him. Gilian's breast filled with some strange new sense of sudden relief.
"Amn't I coming?" she said. Then she looked at the stranger. He, being a stranger and apparently a man of some other nation, might perhaps really be in a hurry. Such people sometimes are. But his eccentricities in no way mattered to Mary Ellen. The wisdom of the ages was hers. The Irish have it. So have eastern peoples. They will survive when the fussy races have worn themselves out.
She 'd want it, and so 'd Ankaret, and so 'd Susanna, and so 'd Mildred; and atwixt 'em all it 'd get broke i' pieces, and so should I. And see thou, it's made i' quarters, and I amn't, so it wouldn't come so convenient to me."
Hasn't every man had to struggle and fight for his position, and amn't I fighting and struggling for mine? If you cared for me!..." "I do care for you, John!" "Then you'd be glad to fight with me ... and struggle!..." "Yes, I am prepared to fight with you ... but I'm not going to take risks with the baby!..." "What's he got to do with it?" She turned on him angrily.
He had a way with little ones that had much of magic in it, and soon this one was nestling to his breast with its sobs sinking, an arm round his neck. More at the pair of them than at me did Betty look with interest when her tears were concluded. "Amn't I like myself this morning?" asked John, jocularly, dandling the bairn in his arms.
Amn't I a brother? and no brother ever loved a sister better, or was more jealous of respect for her; and if you'd be pleasing, I could be man and master enough. Widow. Owen. Widow. Oh! I think a great deal of you! only I can't think you big nor old, Owen, can I? Owen. No nor any need to be big or old, to keep people of all sorts in respect, mother. Widow.
It's them, it's them, she exclaimed 'I hear their horses' feet, I hear them cursin' and swearin' but no matther, I'm not to be frightened. Amn't I Hugh Roe's wife? Isn't here God on my side, an' are ye a match for him. Here here's my breast, my heart, and through that you must go before you touch him.
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