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He told her of Daisy when he could trust himself to talk at all, of Julia's sickness and death, and Miss Frances felt her heart go out as it had never gone before toward the woman about whom little Daisy talked constantly. "Most bootiful lady," she said, "an' looked des like an 'ittle dirl, see was so short, an' her eyes were so hue an' her hair so turly."
Richmond, but he lives in histry, and his equestrian figger may be seen daily for a sixpence, in conjunction with other em'nent persons, and no extra charge for the Warder's able and bootiful lectur. There's one king in the room who is mounted onto a foamin steed, his right hand graspin a barber's pole. I didn't learn his name.
One tousand prawns, all with two hondred men inside him, and the leetle prawns will come to land at your house, Sharley. Bootiful place, quiet sea, no bad rocks. You look out in the morning, and the white coast is made black with them. Now what do you say to that, Cappen Tugwell?"
For he guessed Walden's secret, and was deeply touched by the quiet patience and restrained sorrow of the apparently calm, self-contained man who, notwithstanding his own inward acute agony, never forgot a single detail having to do with the poor or sick of the parish, who soothed little Ipsie Frost's bewildered grief concerning her 'poor bootiful white lady-love, and who sat with old Josey Letherbarrow by his cottage fire, trying as best he could to explain, ay, even to excuse the mysterious ways of divine Providence as apparently shown in the visitation of cruel affliction on the head of a sweet and innocent woman.
Anything relating to the "Hidden House" possessed immense interest for him. "Who is she, John?" he inquired of the groom. "'Deed I dunno, sir, only they say she's a bootiful young creature, fair as any lily, and dressed in deep mourning." "Humph! humph! humph! another victim! Ten thousand chances to one, another victim! who told you this, John?" "Why, Marse, you see Tom Griffith, the Rev. Mr.
"Ah, yus, sir, I recollecks, sir, she wur too bootiful fur words, she wur." There was one moment's pause, then the boy, with a hurried, "it's all dreadful confuzellin," slipped from the room.
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