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I allow you are the unknown?" Speed nodded, and Stover took occasion to remark: "Them's our inclinations, but we've about gone our limit." "I don't blame you none," said Gallagher, allowing his gaze to rove slowly from top to toe of the Eastern lad. "No, I cain't blame you none whatever. But I'm terrible grieved at them tidin's.
You cain't catch me up no mo'. I saw Mistuh Woods at eight twenty-fahv exackly." I handed him a bill and went into the bar. Grogan, the old bartender was there alone. "Grogan, do you remember who was in the bar between seven-thirty and eight-thirty on the night of the Felderson murder?" "Only one or two of the gentlemen, sir. There was Mr. Farnsworth and Mr. Brown and I think Mr. Woods."
I knows dish yeah place laik a book, even if I cain't read. Where all does yo' all want t' go? Oh, wait a minute, though. Hole on! I done got t' ax yo' all some questions. Hab yo' all seen any photographers round 'bout yeah?" "Photographers?" repeated Paul. "Yais, sah! I done passed a steamer yist'day, an' dey all on board was monstrous peeved 'cause dey done lost der photographer.
Seabury, his daughters and the boys were. "Do you think we are going to have a storm?" "Storm? No, sah. No storm to-day." "How can you tell?" "Easy, Massa Seabury. When it's goin' t' storm, I cain't never sleep well, an' now, I can fall asleep as easy as a baby." "I believe you. Well, that's what I wanted to know. He's a very good weather prophet," he added in a low voice to the boys.
An' we cain't leave these hosses heah unguarded." "Gus, will you and Brown stay here? We'll leave grub and outfit." Brown had to refuse, and explained that he was keen to get back to his mining claim, which he believed now he would be able to work. "I'll stay," said Gus. "It's a good idee. Workin' with these hosses a day or two will get 'em fit to travel.
I've no home, no relatives, no friends! I've been forced to live my life with rustlers vile men like y'u an' Daggs an' the rest of your like.... But I've been good! Do y'u heah that? ... I AM good so help me God, y'u an' all your rottenness cain't make me bad!" Colter lounged to his tall height and the laxity of the man vanished.
The people ran to the water's edge and began firing a broadside of down east interrogatives with such rapidity as to nearly swamp him. "Ain't yeou nearly drowned?" "Ain't yeou afeard yeou will be?" "Ain't yeou hungry?" "Ain't yeou cold?" "Ain't yeou hot?" "Kin yeou keep awake?" "Ef yeou cain't, would yeou sink?" "Air yeou a orphing?", "Dew yeou like the water?" "What circuse dew yeou belong tew?"
"No'em, ah jes cain't tell you all no cryin sad story 'bout beatin' an a slave drivin, an ah don' know no ghost stories, ner nuthin' ah is jes dumb dat way ah's sorry 'bout it, but ah Jes is." Samuel Sutton lives in north lane Lebanon, just back of the French Creamery. He has one acre of land, a little unpainted, poorly furnished and poorly kept.
"Going? Where?" "Offen dish yeah boat, Mrs. Bobbsey. I cain't stay heah any mo' wif a lot of ghostests." "Nonsense, Dinah!" exclaimed Mr. Bobbsey. "There isn't any such thing as a ghost, and you know it! It's silly to even talk about such a thing. Now you just come with me, and show me where you heard those noises." "No, sah, I cain't do it, Mr.
"Oh, dat big foolish giant, Koku, done got his se'f into trouble!" chuckled the colored man. "He done got holt ob one ob dem air contraptions, Massa Tom, an' he cain't let go! Ha! Ha! Golly! Look at him squirm!" and Rad laughed shrilly, which accounted for some of the sounds Tom had heard.
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