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Crasweller turned upon his heel and walked down the hill with the officers, all the crowd accompanying them; while Bunnit and the bar-keeper had gone off with the horses. I had not descended from the carriage; but there I was, planted alone, the President of the Republic left on the top of the hill in his carriage without means of locomotion!
It was better still to see her hug Christie, when the latter emerged, flushed and breathless, from the chaos of arms, legs, and chubby faces in which she was lost for several tumultuous moments; and it was best of all to see the good woman place her cherished "bunnit" in the middle of the parlor table as a choice and lovely ornament, administer the family pocket-handkerchief all round, and then settle down with a hearty: "Wal, now, Mis Sterlin', you've no idee how tickled we all was when Mr.
Know her from hoof to horn, though what kind of a Christmas tree she's got on fer a bunnit, gits me! Ki, yi! Ki, yi!" At the sound of the shrill, weird cry, the animal stood at bay. Again came the well-known strident halloo. A maelstrom of memories was awakened by the call.
"I hope you gin it to him," said the old lady, as the driver reappeared. Ajax smiled grimly. "I touched him up a little," he said. "Oh, my poor bunnit!" groaned Mrs. Payson, once more, as her eyes fell upon the crushed article. "What will Cynthy Ann say?" "Perhaps a milliner can restore it for you," suggested Henry Morton, with an attempt at consolation.
"I was thinkin' what a sight o' comfort there is in a bunnit. If men folks wore 'em I reckon they'd take life easier." He placed his hat firmly on the gray tufts. "That's one o' the cur'us things about 'em." They were going down the long flight of stairs and he had placed his hand protectingly beneath her arm. "That's one o' the cur'us things how different they be, men and women.
"Git my bunnit!" she repeated. "Ise gwine to York, I is." "To York, this time o' night?" cried Vic. "Yes, I is let me go." Dolf laid a hand on her arm. "Only 'splain, Clorindy, 'splain!" "Ise gwine to git at dem rascals. I want my money I'll have it! Marster shall git it. Oh de villin scampsesses! I want my money."
He was astounded. "An' we've got five thousand shares! Fifteen dollars, an' I paid ninety cents! Angy, ef ever I ketch yew fishin' yer winter bunnit out of a charity barrel ag'in, I'll Fifteen dollars!" "But that ain't the best of it," interrupted Angy.
It didn't seem as if there was anything more I could do for Sister Barsett, an' I set there in the kitchen within call an' waited, an' when I heard 'em sayin', 'There, she's gone, she's gone! and Mis' Deckett a-weepin', I put on my bunnit and stepped myself out into the road.
"She won't go off, will she?" asked Bunnit. "Not without provocation, I think. The captain has the exploding wire under double lock and key in his own state-room. If he only touched the spring, we about the locality here would be knocked into little bits in less time than it will take you to think about it.
I shall be blowed off my feet, I 'low, an' I wish, I do wish, I hadn't wore my best bunnit." "Take it off and leave it here, Susanna. I will lend you a scarf to tie over your hair, and Montgomery shall carry it home to you in the morning. I will go myself and see if the children are on the place.
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