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"Well, you go and tell her that I am here." "Sorry to refuse, mum; but it's agin orders. No callers allowed, mum." "But Miss Dalton can come as far as the gates." The man looked puzzled, and then muttered, "Mr. Wiggins's orders, mum, is to have no communication." "Ah!" said Miss Plympton; "so she is shut up here." "Beggin' your pardon, mum, she beant shut up at all nowheres: she goes about."
"It ain't for mothers to forgi'e the thing," she replied, in a steady voice, "but I can forgi'e the man. 'Twere done i' madness there beant the will workin' i' such. 'Twere a comfort that he'd a prayin' over un." Gaston took the gnarled fingers in his. It had never struck him how dreadful a thing it was so used had he been to death in many forms till he had told the story to this mother. "Mrs.
Your coppers is got bilin', leastwise if they beant all biled out you'd best drink stret away, I guess, afore the bottom of the biler gits left bare for if it does, and it's red hot now, boy, you'll be a blowin' up, like an old steamboat, when you pumps in fresh water."
"Is Miss Dalton at the Hall?" asked Miss Plympton. "Yes, mum." "I wish to see her." "Beg yer pardon, mum, but there be no callers allowed in." "Oh, it's different with me. Miss Dalton wrote that she would come to see me this morning, and I'm afraid she's ill, so I have come to see her." "She beant ill, then," said the other.
You, A , have killed three double shots I have killed three Tom Draw one double shot, and the odd bird; and Master Frank there, confound him, six double shots running the cleverest thing I ever heard of, and, in Forester's case, the best shooting possible. I have missed one bird, you two, and Tom three." "But Tom beant a goin' to miss no more birds, I can tell you, boy.
It appears to me if I was a Blue Nose I'd ; but thank fortin I aint, so I says nothin but there is somethin that aint altogether jist right is this country, that's a fact. But what a country this Bay country is, isn't it? Look at that medder, beant it lovely? The Prayer Eyes of Illanoy are the top of the ladder with us, but these dykes take the shine off them by a long chalk, that's sartin.
I cried, quivering with excitement; "look, their leggings and moccasins are wet!" "There's no devil if they beant!" said Tom, and there was a murmur of approval from the other men. "The boy is right," said the Colonel, and turned to Tom. "Sergeant, have the chiefs put in irons." He swung on his heel, and without more ado went back to his house to bed.
He put up his horse at the village inn, and went to make his first call on Susan, the old clerk's wife, and one of the persons in all the world who loved him best. He knocked, opened the door, and saw her, startled from her tea-drinking, looking at him as a stranger. 'Bless us! It beant never Master Philip! she exclaimed, her head shaking very fast, as she recognized his voice.
Bill had already hinted at the prospective peril of a encounter with the people of the country. "Tell us, Bill. What is it?" "Well, young masthers, it beant much, only that my own brother was wrecked some 'ere on this same coast. That was ten years agone. He never returned to owld Hingland." "Perhaps he was drowned?" "Betther for 'im, poor boy, if he 'ad. No, he 'adn't that luck.
But Polly Ann hung on his shoulder. "Tom, Tom!" she cried, "you beant goin' to leave us again. Tom, he'll die in the wilderness, and we must git to Kaintuckee." The next vivid thing in my memory is the view of the last barrier Nature had reared between us and the delectable country. It stood like a lion at the gateway, and for some minutes we gazed at it in terror from Powell's Valley below.
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