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"Humph!" he said to himself, "to look at you a body'd think 'The Origin' had never been written, and Spencer and Huxley had never been born. He knocked again, and again turned about to scan the cross. "Just as much a superstition, just as much a fetich as Kaviak's seal-plug or the Shamán's eagle feather.
I want the people here, one an' all, to understand that though I'm past helpin' now, ther's been fifty times in the last twenty year when I might hed been stopped short, ef any body'd been sensible enough and good-hearted enough to give me a lift." Joe Digg sat down, and there was a long pause.
And then," added she, with hesitation, "I do not know if I ought " Ninny Moulin went to the window, opened it, and said to Rose-Pompon, who ran up to it, "Look there! before the door of the house." "What a pretty carriage! How comfortable a body'd be inside of it!" "That carriage is yours. It is waiting for you." "Waiting for me!" exclaimed Rose-Pompon; "am I to decide as short as that?"
Leastwise, I be," he finished hurriedly, noting a rising color in her thin cheeks. "Huh!" she grunted indignantly. "A body'd think you was the grandfather of Methuselah to hear you talk." "I am getting on purty well, Clemmie." "Josiah Pott! If you come over here to talk that nonsense you can go right back." "I really come on another matter.
"A body'd think they had never seen a Christmas Day before," muttered Marie, waiting impatiently in her snowy cap and apron to serve the rapidly cooling breakfast. "It's many a long day since they have seen one like this," said Gussie loyally, smiling gratefully as she thought of the liberal number of packages old Santa had left hanging to her door during the night.
"A body'd think I was a hundred by the way you talk," said Rachel, sharply. "I didn't mean to offend you, Rachel. I thought you might feel as I do. I get tired easier than I used to." "I guess I'll go upstairs," said Rachel, in the same tone. "There isn't anybody there to tell me how old I am gettin'." "It's hard to make Rachel out," thought Mrs. Harding.
"A body'd think you'd pick up and get fat, now you don't have to work nothin', except mornings and evenings." "There is no harder work in the world, father, than teaching even when you like it." "It ain't no work," he impatiently retorted, "to set and hear off lessons." Tillie did not dispute the point, as she tied a gingham apron over her dress.
"'E-es, and where be they now, Joseph? Where be the lambs as I got up afore light in the frostis and snow to attend to? Where be they? Ye know so well as I do as butcher had 'em, every one. That's my complaint you do never let me keep a thing as isn't for killin'. A body'd need a heart o' stone to stand it. This 'ere pig ye know right well as he'll be bacon afore this time next year."
She'll be havin' a RElapse if you don't leave her be!" "It's YOU I'm wantin' to badger, Doc Weaver!" retorted Mr. Getz. "What fur did you lie to me about that there piece entitled 'Iwanhoe'?" "You and your 'Iwanhoe' be blowed! Are you tormentin' this here kid about THAT yet? A body'd think you'd want to change that subjec', Jake Getz!"
She's got more ambition an' gumption than ary young one I ever knowed. My suz! She couldn't carry it, after all, so she's put it down an' is draggin' it. She looks a pictur'! Her hair blowin' all 'round her head, her cheeks like roses, her feet fairly dancin' with happiness, her eyes like stars. Well, a body'd ought to take a bit o' trouble, now an' then, whilst they're little.
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