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"He seems to have gone, disappeared, any-way," I replied. "It's getting frightfully mysterious," Miss Tattersall agreed, and added inconsequently, "He's got a strong face, you know; keen looks as if he'd get his own way about things, though, of course, he isn't a gentleman." I had a suspicion that she had been flirting with the romantic chauffeur.
And any-way it may not be true that he drops in for tea nearly every day." Miss Davis replaced the letter with a musing smile. And the next morning she called up on long distance. A visit to Bainbridge, she felt, might be quite stimulating.... Observe her, then, on the morning of her arrival having breakfast in bed.
I'll leave my hair in the papers till tomorrow evening, and then I'll have beautiful curls." "You'd better leave your hair alone," said Dan gruffly. "Smooth hair is better than a lot of fly-away curls." But Cecily was not to be persuaded. Curls she craved and curls she meant to have. "I'm thankful my warts have all gone, any-way," said Sara Ray. "So they have," exclaimed Felicity.
But, yeh see, I may not have a chance right off to pay yeh back for the times ye've carried my gun and hull caboodie. Say, now, girne that gun, any-way." "All right, if yeh feel like it, Jim," Smith replied, and they trudged along doggedly in the sun, which was getting higher and hotter each half mile. "Ain't it queer there ain't no teams cornin' along." "Well, no, seem's it's Sunday."
A magistrate that had any-way so noble a spirit as but to love a good horse well, would not suffer him to be a farrier. His discourse is vomit, and his ignorance the strongest purgation in the world. To one that would be speedily cured, he hath more delays and doubles than a hare or a lawsuit. He seeks to set us at variance with nature, and rather than he shall want diseases, he'll beget them.
In the end they came all together, waving a sail upon a pole; and while they appeared to row for the lesser gate they accompanied the act with soft words and a protest of their honesty. "'Tis after a truce they are," says Peter Bligh, presently, "and that's a poor thing, any-way.
He's right over there milkin'." "I'll go over there an-" "Don't b'lieve I would. It's darn muddy over there. It's been turrible rainy. He'll be done in a minute, any-way." "Very well; I'll wait." As he waited, he could hear a woman's fretful voice, and the impatient jerk and jar of kitchen things, indicative of ill temper or worry.
The Montague girl glanced over his shoulder at the young woman whose place she had usurped. "Spanish, eh? If she's Spanish I'm a Swede right out of Switzerland. Any-way, I never could like to smoke. I started to learn one summer when I was eight.
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