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He saw Haydon's wrath flare up it was in the heightened color that spread upward above the collar of his shirt; he saw the man's terrific effort at self-control; and his look grew bitter with insolence. "What's botherin' you?" he said. "The cattle damn it!" shouted Haydon. "What in hell do you mean by sending them away without orders?" "I'm havin' my say, Haydon.

That won't bring me in much; but it'll be more'n I'll know what to do with. Then I got to see Cynthy. If she says she'll have me, I suppose I'll have to break it to her about the money. I dun'no what she's goin' to say, either. That's what's botherin' me." "Yes, Uncle Jimmy," says I, givin' him a farewell grip. "Like the cat in the bird store you should worry!" Pemaquid, eh?

"'Deed, he gits his health middlin' well enough, glory be to goodness," she said; "somewhiles he'll be frettin' a bit, thinkin' of diff'rent things, and when I tell him he'd better lave botherin' his head wid them, he sez he might as aisy bid a blast of win' to not be blowin' through a houle. Och, Andy's a quare man. He's out and about now somewheres on the farm." Mrs.

O'Callaghan, having but two days out now, had decided to do the cooking herself on those days when she was at home. But never a word said little Jim to his mother on the subject of puddings. "I can read just how to make 'em. I'll not be botherin' her," he thought. "Pat and Mike is always wantin' her to take it aisy. She can take it aisy about the puddin', so she can."

Stop botherin' yore fool head about me and my doings, and think of something worth while for instance, Jack Harpe." "Then what?" "No wonder they call you Bull. That's all you are, beef to the heels and no more sense than a calf. Listen, Jack Harpe's respectable, ain't he? Or he aims to be, which is the same thing. Anyway, he's swelling round here like a poisoned pup and don't know us a-tall.

Inquire at Abijah Thompson's. You see," he added, his eye twinkling ever so little, "'Bije Thompson lives in the last house in the village, two mile or more over to the west'ard." "He does! Then why in the world did you tell people to inquire there?" "Oh, if I didn't they'd be botherin' you, probably, and I didn't want 'em doin' that.

"Oh, I know that all right, an' I'm willin' to swear to it," sez I, "but just now it's his teeth, not his ancestors, that are botherin' me. If I'm to be mistook for a jack-rabbit, I ain't nowise particular just which kind of a bulldog is goin' to do the mistakin'." Bill, he smiled sadly an' walked over an' stuck his naked finger right into the pup's mouth.

"Who paid this to you?" persisted Orme. "How should I remember? I can't keep track of all the persons that come in the store during the day." "But I should think that anything so queer as this " He saw that he could get nothing from her except by annoying her. The woman glared. "What you a botherin' about? Why don't you leave well enough alone?" Orme smiled.

"An' why should you be after botherin' us with your health ordinances two poor girls that has a chance to turn a few pennies, with pork so dear? 'Look at all that good swill goin' to waste, says I to Katie here. 'An' who's to care if I do boil some extra praties now an' then? Mr. Bauer's that rich, ain't he?

"Good heavens, I'll capsize you in a minute," Ben said. "How do you dare risk it " "Push off and stop botherin' me," Ezram answered. "There's a paddle go ahead and shoot 'er." The waters caught the canoe, speeding it downstream; and in apprehension of immediate disaster Ben seized the paddle. Swiftly he thrust it into the streaming water at his side.

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