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"Sort of doctrine that's badly needed in Saltash," says he. "But I'd ha' bet 'twould be wasted on you. Well, well, if you can't understand logic, fit and fetch supper, that's a good soul!" "Ch't!" said Sally again, paying no particular attention, but wondering what the dickens had become of the tinder-box. She couldn't find it on the chimney-piece, so went off to fetch the kitchen one.
"I shan't sleep a wink," declared Cai, still pacing. "How on earth Benny " He halted of a sudden. "You don't suppose Benny himself " "Ch't! a man of his age. . . . No, I'll tell you how it happened, as I allow: and, if so, Benny's not altogether to blame. First you goes to him, and wants a letter written.
If he has been treated as he says, it has been one of the most abominable..." Old Lord Stowell said, "Ch't, ch't, Mr. Walker; you know you must not make a speech for the prisoner. Call your witness. It is all that is needed." I wondered what he meant by that. The barrister was calling a man of the name of Williams. I seemed to know the name. I seemed to know the man, too.
The unhappy man pitched forward on his face. Some of the mowers ran to pick him up. "Thee'st killed him, master, for sure!" cried one. "Ch't!" snarled Roger, and strode back to the house without another look. The law was in motion, then, and in motion to oust him! He could scarcely believe it; indeed, it was scarcely thinkable.
But knowing him for a monkey-spirited little man, and spiteful as well as funny, you could never be sure when he wouldn't break out. To-night he no sooner gets inside his own door than says he with a dry sort of a chuckle: "Powerful fine sermon, this evenin'. A man like that makes you think." "Ch't!" says Sally, tossing her bonnet on to the easy chair and groping about for the tinder-box.
"Ch't," said she, "if you're so much upset by a tarpaulin-hat, you've had a narra escape; for 'tis nothing to the costume I'd a mind to wear and I'd a mind to make you measure the whole crew for it." And as it was, I'm told, half the sightseers that poured into Saltash that day in their hundreds couldn't tell the women's crew from the men's by their looks or their dress.
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