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Updated: June 18, 2025
'Our brudders, I say, my chil'ren, 'case ebery one dat de Lord hab made am brudders to you and to me, whedder dey'm bad or good, white or brack. 'Dis young chile, who hab gone 'way and leff his pore fader and mudder suffrin' all ober wid grief, he hab gone to de Lord, shore.
Holmes had brought with him from the city two lawyers, though Isaac Brack, the shyster, was not one of them. And the leader, a man well known to Jamieson, John Curtin by name, now appeared boldly as the lawyer for the accused gypsies. Moreover, he refused absolutely to allow Charlie to see his clients.
What sort of hair, for instance? What colour is it?" "Brack, mass'r; brack as a boot." "Is it straight hair?" "No, mass'r ob course not Aurore am a quaderoom." "It curls?" "Well, not dzactly like this hyar;" here Scipio pointed to his own kinky head-covering; "but for all daat, mass'r, it curls what folks call de wave." "I understand; it falls down to her shoulders?"
He might have walked right next to me all the way into town, and I'd never have suspected him. As it happened, I wasn't going anywhere this morning anywhere in particular, I mean. It wouldn't have made any difference if Brack had known just what I was doing. But I'm mighty glad to know that he is trying to spy on me, Bessie.
"If you do not guide me, then I must die." "Die! die! why for mass' say dat?" "Because I am lost. I cannot find my way out of the forest. If I do not reach the doctor in less than twenty minutes, there is no hope. O God!" "Doctor! mass' Edwad sick? What ail um? Tell Gabr'l. If dat's da case, him guide de brack man's friend at risk ob life. What young mass' ail?" "See!
Shouldn't hab no skin leff, ef I didn't. Laws, now, ye ought to seen toder day, when I's done stept on missus' toe. Didn't do it a purpose, sartain true, ef ye do laugh," said she, shaking her head at the tittering tribe at her heels. "Dat are leetle Luce pushed, and missus jest had her hand up to gib Luce an old-fashioned crack on the head wid dat big brack key of hern.
He'd never let himself or his car be mixed up in such a business. And I'm sure he doesn't know Brack, and has never had anything to do with him." "But it is Zara's ribbon! I'm positive of that," insisted Bessie. "And he's the same man I saw at Farmer Weeks' place in Hedgeville, too." "No, no; I'm afraid you're mistaken, Bessie." "But the ribbon why should that be in his car?" "Let me see it."
Whenever there's a little accident, Brack hunts up the people who might have been hurt, and tries to get damages for them. Only, if he wins a case for them, he keeps most of the money and if they lose he charges them enough so that he comes out ahead, anyhow." "That's the fellow," Jamieson said. "We'll get him disbarred sooner or later, too. He's a bad egg.
I see through all your talk, but I know you'll feel bad if you can't carry out your purpose. You'll have a better dinner, too." "Yeh, yeh, she knows a heap moah'n me," thought Aun' Sheba when alone, "but I know some tings too, bress her heart. I kin see dat her cheeks am pale and thin an' dat her eyes am gettin' so big and brack dat her purty face am like a little house wid big winders.
"I wish I were of his age," said the venerable Colchicum, with a sigh, as he inclined his purple face towards a large goblet of claret. "C'te Jeunesse. Peuh! je m'en fiche" said Madame Brack, Coralie's mamma, taking a great pinch out of Lord Colchicum's delicate gold snuff-box. "Je m'aime que les hommes faits, moi. Comme milor.
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