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I know what's the matter with you, though. That Kenelm's been frettin' you again, I suppose." He had guessed it. Kenelm that morning had suddenly announced that he was to have a day off. He was cal'latin' to borrow Mrs. Barnes' horse and buggy and go for a ride. His sister promptly declared that would be lovely; she was just wishing for a ride.
He was in that room but a short time, then she heard him go down the stairs again. Perhaps ten minutes afterward Primmie knocked. She wished permission to go down to the village. "I just thought maybe I'd go down to the meetin' house," explained Primmie. "They're goin' to have a Sunday school concert this afternoon at four o'clock. Zach he said he was cal'latin' to go. And besides, Mr.
Why, I just heave to and go to work and begin, that's all." "Yes, I know, but where do you begin?" "At the beginnin', naturally. If you was cal'latin' to sail a boat race you wouldn't commence at t'other end of the course, would you?" "I might; practical people wouldn't, I suppose. But what IS the beginning? Suppose there were a lot of beginnings and you didn't know which to choose."
"John John Kendrick, if you dast to set there and tell me you're cal'latin' to you can't do it! You can't be goin' to try such a " "Oh, yes, I can. I may not succeed, but I can try." Captain Obed seldom lost his temper, but he lost it now. "By the everlastin'!" he roared. "And this is the young feller that I've been holdin' up and backin' up as all that's fair and above board!
Now it was thrown open, a heavy step sounded in the entry and a voice, a man's voice, said, in a shout almost as loud as the captain's, "Yes, Zuba; that's what I was cal'latin' to say, myself. Who why, hello, Cap'n Dan! How are you?" Daniel turned. A man had entered the kitchen, a big man, wearing a cloth cap, and carrying in one hand a lumpy oilcloth valise.
White shouldn't deal with you direct, an' yit mebbe I could do more with him 'n you could. But, he says, 'I wa'n't cal'latin' to go t' the village this mornin', an' I sent my hired man off with my drivin' hoss. Mebbe I'll drop 'round in a day or two, he says, 'an' look at the roan.
"I don't know that I didn't. There! there! don't get excited. I don't say I do mean it, either. Aunt Lavinia's left us that lovely house, hasn't she? We've got it on our hands, haven't we? What are we going to do with it?" "Why why, I I was cal'latin' we'd probably sell it, maybe. We've got our own place here in Trumet. We don't want two places, do we?" "We might sell this one, at a pinch.
Didn't you never see a tramp before, for pity's sake? And if you're scar't for fear I can't handle 'em alone, why, Jabe 'll be comin' along soon. The prospeck of gittin' to bed's the only thing that'll make him 'n' Maria hurry; 'n' they'll both be cal'latin' on that by this time!"
"Come back here this minute! Lute, come back!" Lute came, looking shamefaced and awkward. "Where were you going?" I demanded. "I I was cal'latin' to go and tell Dorindy," he faltered. "You'll tell nobody. Nobody, do you hear! I'll tell Dorinda myself, when it is necessary. What were you doing here? spying on me in that fashion." "I I wan't spyin', Ros. Honest truth, I wan't.
Steve looked at him suspiciously, but there was no trace of sarcasm in the captain's face or voice. The boy scowled. "Ugh!" he grunted. "What's the 'ugh' for? See here, you ain't hintin' that young Dunn was cal'latin' to marry Caroline just for her money, are you? Of course you ain't! Why, you and he are the thickest sort of chums.
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