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Didn't say a word, and the prayer-man kep' a-talkin' all the time; why for? Flywer didn't talk; no indeed. Folks mus'n't. If folks did, then the man would come down out the chimley and tell the other bodies to carry 'em home. 'Cause it's the holy Sabber-day, and that's what is it." Flyaway's airy brain went dancing round and round.
She concluded it must be "a chimley." "Great red curtains ahind him," added she, still conversing with her own little brain. "Lots o' great big bubbles on the walls all round. Big's a tea-kiddle! Lamps, I s'pose. There's that table. Where's the cups and saucers for the supper? And the tea-pot? "All the bodies everywhere had their bonnets on; why for?
'Walk in, brother, said Silas, clapping him on the shoulder, 'and take your seat in my chimley corner; for what says the ballad? "No malice to dread, sir, And no falsehood to fear, But truth to delight me, Mr Venus, And I forgot what to cheer. Li toddle de om dee. And something to guide, My ain fireside, sir, My ain fireside."
I see chimley fall out and know you and Missy Ellen all 'ighty. If chimley fall in you be dead." "Oh, Fong!" Aunt Ellen wailed; "it's like the Day of Judgment." Fong, having no opinions to offer on this view of the matter, eyed her costume with disapproval. "I get you cover. Velly bad stand out here that way. You ketch cold," and turning went toward the house. "He'll be killed!" Aunt Ellen cried.
"In Edinburgh," replied Alison; "the honest man thought it was best to gang and sit by the chimley when the reek rase a vex'd man he's been and a feared but ye ken the Laird as weel as I do." "I hope he has suffered nothing in health?" said Henry. "Sold you a bargain?" said Morton; "how do you mean?"
And every now and then it would come down the chimley like out of a gun, and blow the smoke and a'most the fire into the middle of the housekeeper's room. For the housekeeper had been giving me my supper. I called her auntie, then; and didn't know a bit that she wasn't my aunt really. I was at that time a kind of a under-gamekeeper upon the place, and slept over the stable.
"Whatever is it?" Kathleen cried. "I dunno when I 'ad such a turn. Eliza sat down heavily on a box as she spoke. "First thing his bed all empty and black as the chimley back, and him not in it, and then when I looks again he is in it all the time. I must be going silly. I thought as much when I heard them haunting angel voices yesterday morning.
So I sat misen down on a stool and glowered into the fire, and wrastled wi' the deevil same as Jacob wrastled wi' the angel. And the whole fire seemed to be full o' lile deevils that were shooting out their tongues at me; and the sparks were the souls of the damned i' hell that tried to lowp up the chimley out o' the deevils' road.
There is the bee on the window-pane, and the soldier up the chimley, and the cat under the dresser. She does them all like life." "The soldier in the chimney!" repeated Mrs. Miller, shocked. "Yes, ma'am. Like as it were a follower that had hid there when he heard the mistress coming." Mrs. Miller's face set determinedly.
"I've all the good of a child, and none o' the hups hand downs o' the married state," he chuckles; "hand so, whathever you think, I'm lucky to the hend." "With hall the click there is to a woman's tongue you'd think she could 'patter' with the best of the men, but, Lor' bless you! a woman can't 'patter' any more'n she can make a coat, or sweep a chimley.
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