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"Why, you don't suppose he could come down the chimbley, do you?" retorted Tom, scornfully, "and there's no way else." "You had the key of the door all the time, of course," said Riddell. "In course. Do you suppose we leaves the boat'us open for anybody as likes to come in without leave?" "Then it was seeing the window open made you know some one had been in?" continued the captain. "Wrong agin!
"But Cap'n Eb he was a putty brave man, and he wa'n't goin' to have conversation stopped by no woman, witch or no witch; and so, when he see her mutterin', and lookin' up chimbley, he spoke up, and says he, 'Well, Ketury, what do you see? says he. 'Come, out with it; don't keep it to yourself. Ye see Cap'n Eb was a hearty fellow, and then he was a leetle warmed up with the toddy.
Well, arter gropin about awhile, at last I got hold of the string and lifted the latch and walked in, and there sot old marm Blake, close into one corner of the chimbley fire place, a see-sawin in a rockin chair, and a half grown black house help, half asleep in tother corner, a scroudgin up over the embers. Who be you, said Marm Blake, for I can't see you.
The first thing he did, after he had filled his pockets with them, was to look if his mother's cabin was to the fore; and there surely it was, as snug as ever, with the same dacent column of smoke rowling from the chimbley.
A voice a smothered one that might be his, came apparently from the snow beneath them. They shouted again; the voice, vague and hollow, responded, but it was now surely his. "Where are you?" screamed Provy. "Down the chimbley." There was a black square of adobe sticking out of the snow near them. They ran to it. There was a hole.
"You have got the rest of his body," said she, "but this here hand belongs to me." "Lord, ma'am, what could he take out of your chimbley, without 'twas a handful of soot? Do, pray, let me loose him." "Not till I have said two words to him." "But how can you? He isn't here to speak to only a morsel of him." "I can go into your house and speak to him." Mrs.
Let pass the over curious queries we have ventured, and sit up at the table for a little meat and drink, such as it may be. Here is some broiled fish, and here some clams" "I care not for eating, having finished mine own supper but now," grumbled Jones sinking back into Carver's arm-chair; "still if you'll broach yon runlet of beer I'll taste a mug on 't, for my throat is as dry as a chimbley."
"You've got that door open again, Rebecca. How many more times am I to tell you I won't have it?" "It's the smoke," said Rebecca. "This chimbley always smokes when it's first lighted." "The chimney doesn't smoke, and you know that you are telling a falsehood. What do you want with it open? You'll have that wild man darting in upon you some morning. How will you like that?"
"Make haste then, we uns be nigh friz." "Ye air in no danger of fire, then?" asked the practical man. "We hev hed none, before we war flunged off'n the bluff we hed squinched the fire ter pledjure Bob, ez he war afeard Santy Claus would scorch his feet comm' down the chimbley, powerful lucky fur we uns; the fire would hev burnt the house bodaciously." Kennedy hardly stayed to hear.
"I met Bert Adams yesterday," he said, slowly. "It took three pints afore he told me, but I got it out of 'im at last. My missis took it herself." Mr. Chase put his mug down with a bang. "What?" he gasped. "The day after she found you with your head up the chimbley," added Mr. Teak, mournfully. "She's shoved it away in some bank now, and I shall never see a ha'penny of it.
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