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"Oh, you blessed!" she cried in most meaning tone, "you good, lovin', proper little wife, you!" "What is it, Mrs. Berry!" lisps Lucy, opening the most innocent blue eyes. "As if I couldn't see, you pet! It was my flurry blinded me, or I'd 'a marked ye the fast shock. Thinkin' to deceive me!" Mrs. Berry's eyes spoke generations.

Berry's nice little dinner. To be alone, that she might cry and ease her heart of its accusing weight of tears, was all she prayed for. Kind Mrs. Berry, slipping into her bedroom to take off her things, found the fair body in a fevered shudder, and finished by undressing her completely and putting her to bed.

Berry's hand also appears; for whereas Nelson's own account of boarding the "San Josef" simply says, "I got into her main-chains," the published copy reads, "Captain Berry assisting me into the main-chains." So too with reference to Parker's controversy. In the first draft there occurs the unqualified statement: "For an hour the Culloden and Captain supported this apparently unequal contest."

On hearing the tumult that followed Berry's arrival, Adrian sent for him, and was informed of the nature of his mission, and its result. "You should come to me first," said Adrian. "I should have imagined you were shrewd enough for that, Berry?" "Pardon me, Mr. Adrian," Berry doubled his elbow to explain. "Pardon me, sir. Acting recipient of special injunctions I was not a free agent." "Go to Mr.

I never took anything that didn't belong to me, that I didn't win, or earn or pay for market price or 'founder's shares'" he smiled grimly. "You've given me the best treat I've had in many a day. I'd walk fifty miles to hear you play my Sarasate or even old Berry's cotton-field fiddle.

The law-student, whose full name was Alonzo W. Berry, had one joking manner for all manner of men and women, and Lemuel's suspicion could not find any offensive distinction in it toward himself; but he disabled Berry's own gentility for that reason, and easily learning much of the law-student's wild past in the West from so eager an autobiographer, he could not comfort himself with his friendship.

Adrian continuing to lecture on the excelling virtues of wise cookery, a thought struck her: Where, where had she tossed Mrs. Berry's book? "So that's all about the home-people?" said Richard. "All!" replied Adrian. "Or stay: you know Clare's going to be married? Not? Your Aunt Helen" "Oh, bother my Aunt Helen! What do you think she had the impertinence to write but never mind! Is it to Ralph?"

Then she caught a glimpse of Berry's figure passing out of the gate, and went back to the house. The drawing-room was empty. Motley lay on the floor where she had dropped him. She picked up the volume, and slowly mounted the stairs. As she passed through the upper entry she heard a sound from the morning-room; was it a sob? Candace gently approached the door.

The mahout, who was a splendid fellow, perceived this in an instant, and driving his elephant a few paces forward, he turned his head to the right, giving me a beautiful clear sight of the tigress, bounding at full speed about 80 paces distant along the clean surface of parched herbage, up a slight incline. I heard the crack of Berry's rifle close to my ear, but no effect was produced.

She had gone upon her knees before his wife to cite Berry's long fidelity. "Oh, Mis' Oakley," she cried, "ef he did steal de money, we 've got enough saved to mek it good. Let him go! let him go!" "Then you admit that he did steal?" Mrs. Oakley had taken her up sharply. "Oh, I did n't say dat; I did n't mean dat." "That will do, Fannie. I understand perfectly.

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