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Cynthia paused instinctively, for she recognized him as one of the frequenters of the station and a bearer of news. "Jethro's come home, boys," he shouted; "come in on the four o'clock, and went right off to Coniston. Guess he's done for, this time, for certain. Looks it. By Godfrey, he looks eighty! Callate his day's over, from the way the boys talked on the train."
"C-court'll hev to app'int an agent?" "I callate." "Er you a candidate Sam you a candidate?" "Don't know but what I be," answered the usually wary Mr. Price. "G-goin' to Harwich hain't you?" "Mebbe I be, and mebbe I hain't," said Sam, not able to repress a self-conscious snicker. "M-might as well be you as anybody, Sam," said Jethro, as he drove on.
"I met her in the hospital. She used to go there to see Zeb Meader." "That's so," said Mr. Redbrook; "Zeb told me about it, and she used to come to Mercer to see him after he got out. She ain't much like the old man, I callate." "I don't think she is," said Austen.
'What! shouts old Wright, flying 'round in his chair, 'what the devil does this mean? Can't you read, sir? 'callate to, says Mr. Hopper. 'And you dare to come in here? "'Business is business, says Hopper. 'You "callate"! bellowed the old man; 'I reckon you're a damned Yankee. I reckon I'll upset your "callations" for once.
"I callate that would be a shuttin of the barn door arter the hoss is stole," said Ezra Phelps, as he arrested a mug of flip on its way to his lips, to express his views. "There ain' no use o' beginnin to save arter all's spent. I callate guvment's got ter print a big stack o' new bills ef we're a goin to git holt o' no money."
"Yes," replied Perez, "I heard of that when I was away, but I didn't know the reason why they'd set em free, till I got home." "What dew ye callate 's the reason?" "I see they've made slaves of the poor folks, and don't need the niggers any more," replied Perez, as quietly as if he were making the most casual remark.
Worthington didn't understand, and he drew his chair away from Mr. Bixby's. "I don't know anything about it, sir," answered the president of the Truro Railroad, indignantly; "this is neither the manner nor the place to present a bill. I don't want to see it." Mr. Bixby moved his chair up again. "Callate you will want to see this bill, Mr. Worthington," he insisted, not at all abashed.
"Oh, Cousin Eph," said Cynthia, laughing in spite of herself, and glancing at Bob, "is that all you can say?" "Cousin Eph's all right," said Bob, laughing too. "We understand each other." "Callate we do," answered Ephraim. "I'll go so far as to say there hain't nobody I'd ruther see you marry. Guess I'll hev to go back to the kit, now. What's to become of the old pensioner, Cynthy?"
"He didn't say nothin' about it, Jethro," answered Ephraim slowly; "I callate he has other views for the place, and he was too kind to come right out with 'em and spoil our mornin'. You see, Jethro, I wahn't only a sergeant, and Brampton's gittin' to be a big town."
"I met her in the hospital. She used to go there to see Zeb Meader." "That's so," said Mr. Redbrook; "Zeb told me about it, and she used to come to Mercer to see him after he got out. She ain't much like the old man, I callate." "I don't think she is," said Austen.
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