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One side of the bottle neck Scattergood took in exchange for a kitchen stove and a double harness; the third parcel of land came to him for a keg of nails, five gallons of paint, sundry kitchen utensils, and twelve dollars and fifty cents in money.... And when Coldriver heard of the deals it chuckled derisively and regarded its hardware merchant with pitying scorn.
'I can pass the word for him in a moment, said the Captain. 'Well, if you would have the goodness to let him sit in the shop with your young man, chuckled Mr Toots, 'I should be glad; because, you know, he's easily offended, and the damp's rather bad for his stamina. I'll call him in, Mr Gills.
One does not know where it will end." She yawned a little after this, and Lord Tilchester shuffled up and sat down in the corner of the sofa near her. He has the manner of an awkward school-boy. "You are taking away every one's character, as usual, I suppose, Babykins," he chuckled. "What will Mrs. Gurrage think of it all, I wonder?"
The boys listened intently for some evidence of occupancy as they moved up and down the shaft, but all was still. "This would be a good place to tell a ghost story," Tommy chuckled as they moved back to their room on the first level. "There's about a million stories now, entitled "The Ghost of the Mine!" declared Sandy. "Perhaps however," he went on, "one more wouldn't hurt."
For an instant I thought to trip him up and rush past him, but he stood on the steps completely blocking the way. "All right, Roger?" he asked. "Yes, sir." "Quite com'table, boy?" "As comfortable as any one could be in such a place," I rejoined lightly. " 'Tain't exactly a parlor," he chuckled. "No easy chairs or sofys; but the food's good. I'm a-going to get it for you now.
His wife raised her delicately penciled brows. "We do not often see you so enthusiastic, Richard." "They are charming people, I assure you. I don't wonder Bob prefers staying over there to coming here," chuckled the financier. "Oh, I say, Mr. Galbraith " began Bob; but his host interrupted him. "That is a rather rough accusation, isn't it?" declared he, "and it's not quite fair, either.
And that'd be hell, wouldn't it, now?" He chuckled at contemplation of so pleasant a dilemma. Nightfall found him by the edge of the stream his eyes wrestling with the gathering darkness over the washing of a five-dollar pan. "Wisht I had an electric light to go on working." he said. He found sleep difficult that night.
"Is the son in this?" he asked, sharply. "Oh, no," replied the baron, with a smile. "He knows nothing; he ees too young, too vat do you say? too vashionable, frivolous. No, Sir Stephen doesn't bring him in at all. You understand? He is ze ornamental, shleeping' pardner, eh?" And he chuckled. Falconer nodded, and leaning forward, continued the conversation in a low voice.
"Well, I'll be hanged!" exclaimed Christopher, aghast. "Mark my words, you'll be in an asylum yet." The other chuckled softly. "When you put me there you'll shut up the only wise man in the county," he returned. "If your sanity doesn't make you happy, I can tell you it's worth a great deal less than my craziness.
Once more he chuckled, to himself this time just once, before he began to speak. That old Tavern office had never been so deathly still before. "A question?" he echoed at last, thoughtfully. "A question? Well, Jedge, there was one thing I was a-goin' to ask you. Jest one triflin' thing I was kinda curious to know. Why, I was a-goin' to ask you, back a spell What did you hev?
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