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But we'll be fit as fiddles when we get some of them cakes stowed amidships, and ballast 'em down with a few swallers of that coffee. There ain't everybody that can b'ile coffee like you, Clemmie." "Don't be foolish, Josiah." After a very light breakfast, Mr. McGowan excused himself from the table, saying he must do some work on his sermon before the church hour.
Didn't write nothin' about Ed, but no news is good news in such cases, Mother always says." "Well, go put out yer team," said Mrs. Gray, "an' go'n bring me in some taters, an', Sim, you go see if you c'n find some corn. Sadie, you put on the water to b'ile. Come now, hustle yer boots, all o' yeh. If I feed this yer crowd, we've got to have some raw materials.
"Here, niggers," she cried, "why you don't jump about like Paus dance? Ebbery t'ing want a hand, and some want a foot. Plate to wash, crockery to open, water to b'ile, dem knife to clean, and not'ing missed. Lord, here's a madam, and 'e whole kitchen in a diffusion."
"I'll put on the steak. It will be ready in five minutes." "But I've had my dinner with Granny de Neuville." "Yes, I know!" "Did she stir yer tea with one front claw an' put jam on yer bread with the other?" asked Raften, rather coarsely. "Did she b'ile her pet Blackbird fur yer soup?" said Sam. Yan turned very red.
Trapes after a while, "there's a cup o' tea as is a cup o' tea, brewed jest on the b'ile, in a hot pot, and drawed to perfection! Set right down an' drink it, slow an' deliberate. Tea ain't meant to be swallowed down careless, like a man does his beer! An' why?" demanded Mrs. Trapes, as they sipped the fragrant beverage, all three, "why ain't you out with your precious peanuts, Mr. Geoffrey?"
"'That's c'rrect every time, says Enright; 'I mind bein' over back of Prescott once, an' up near timber-line, an' I can't b'ile no beans at all. I'm up that high the water is so cold when it b'iles that ice forms on it some. I b'iles an' b'iles on some beans four days, an' it don't have no more effect than throwin' water on a drowned rat.
Eat it raw and it's good; b'ile it and it's better; fry it and it can't be ekalled; stoo it wi' a rabbit and you've got a stoo as savoury an' full o' flavour smells all right, don't it, Ann?" he enquired suddenly and a little anxiously, for Diana had possessed herself of the fork and was investigating the pot's bubbling contents with that deft and capable assurance that is wholly feminine.
'Mebby they don't get b'iled s'fficient? "'Them beans is all right, says the War Chief of the Red Dogs. 'They be some hard, but you can't he'p it none. It's the altitood; the higher up you gets, the lower heat it takes to b'ile water. So it don't mush up beans like it should.
Over it they had spread cloths, and on the cloths were plates piled high with good things. The odor of coffee greeted the Captain's nostrils, as he came forward after securing the dory. "Well, I'd like to know! Where in tarnation did you get the stove to b'ile the coffee on?" he asked, sniffing the air. "We brought it with us," replied Elizabeth. "You fetched a stove in them baskets?" "Certainly.
"There's no pleasin' her, nohow, no matter how you try! I wouldn't stay if 'twa'n't for the wages and the folks at home what's needin' 'em. But some day some day I shall jest b'ile over; and when I do, of course it'll be good-by Nancy for me. It will, it will." Old Tom shook his head. "I know. I've felt it. It's nart'ral but 'tain't best, child; 'tain't best. Take my word for it, 'tain't best."
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