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"Whipped your hands?" cried Lisbeth, clasping him closer, and glaring at me, "Whipped your hands how dare he! What for?" "'Cause I cut the rope an' let the boat go away with you, an' you might have been drowned dead in the weir, an' I'm awfull' glad Uncle Dick whipped me." "O-h-h!" exclaimed Lisbeth, and it was a very long drawn "oh!" indeed. "I don't know what made me do it," continued the imp.
Why is it," he inquired, thoughtfully, as he watched the two out of sight, "why is it, Uncle Dick, that people in love always look so silly?" "Do you think so?" I asked, as I paused to light my pipe. "'Course I do!" returned the Imp; "what's any one got to put their arm round girls for, just as if they wanted holding up I think it's awfull' silly!"
Where Majesty becomes familiar, unlesse endued with a super-eminent vertue, it loses all awfull regards: as the light of the Sunne, because so ordinary, because so common, we should little value, were it not that all Creatures feele themselves quickned by the rayes thereof.
Well, two days ago, as I was tracking a base caitiff through the woods with my trusty bow and arrow, I found a real outlaw in the old boat-house." "Ah! and what is he like?" I inquired. "Oh, just like an outlaw only funny, you know, an' most awfull' hungry. Are all outlaws always so very hungry, Uncle Dick?" "I believe they generally are, Imp. And he looks 'funny, you say?"
With unaffected cheerfulness he yielded himself to his own fate, with unforced resignation he bore the loss of dearly loved ones, and with eagerness and almost affection he regarded all the gloomy attributes and surroundings of death. Sewall could find in a visit to his family tomb, and in the heart-rending sight of the coffins therein, an "awfull yet pleasing Treat;" while Mr.
"That sounds awfull' fine, Uncle Dick, only you haven't got a quarter-staff, you know." "Yea, 'tis here!" I answered, and detached the lower joint of my fishing rod. The Imp rose, and folding his arms, surveyed me as Robin Hood himself might have done that is to say, with an 'eye of fire. "So be it, my faithful Little-John," quoth he; "meet me at the Blasted Oak at midnight.
"Bab," he said, sudenly turning and facing me, "an awfull thought has come to me. You are in Love and not with me!" "I am in Love, and not with you," I said in tradgic tones. I had not thought he would feel it deeply because of having been interested in Leila since they went out in their Perambulaters together. But I could see it was a shock to him.
"I'm awfull' fond of worms, too," said the Imp. "Indeed?" "Yes. I got a pocketful yesterday, only Aunty found out an' made me let them all go again." "Ah-yes," I said sympathetically; "that was the woman of it."
"Sit down, my Imp, and tell me all about it." "Well," he began laying aside his 'trusty sword, and seating himself at my elbow, "she got awfull' angry with me yesterday, awfull' angry, indeed, an' she wouldn't play with me or anything; an' when I tried to be friends with her an' asked her to pretend she was a hippopotamus, 'cause I was a mighty hunter, you know, she just said, 'Reginald, go away an' don't bother me!
"You surprise me, Imp!" "But that's not the worst of it," he continued, shaking his head gloomily; "she didn't come to 'tuck me up' an' kiss me good-night like she always does. I lay awake hours an' hours waiting for her, you know; but she never came, an' so I've left her!" "Left her!" I repeated. "For ever an' ever!" he said, nodding a stern brow. "I 'specks she'll be awfull' sorry some day!"
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