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Updated: May 17, 2025
"No one. But you have ordered Lorry Adams to close up his camp and go over to work right near the Apache Reservation." "I sure did." "Well, Mr. Shoop, I don't like Apaches." "You got comp'ny, missy. But what's that got to do with Lorry?" "Oh, I suppose he doesn't care. But what do you think his mother would say to you if he well, if he got scalped?" A slow grin spread across Bud's broad face.
It's sort o' comfortin' to have comp'ny," and she stayed in the ward, sharing with less fortunate ones the fruit and flowers Vandervelde had sent to her. Once the gripping fear that had obsessed her had been dispelled, once she was sure of a protecting kindness that might be relied upon, she proved a gay little body. As the blonde person said, Gracie wasn't a bad sort at all.
I think I'm a plum fool not ter have wrang the neck er that ol' dominick rooster yestiddy when he spent the whole day a crowin' fer comp'ny. I pretty nigh knowed we were in fer some kind er visitation." "Maybe he was crowing for our house party," suggested Nan. "No, honey, that there rooster don't never crow for 'vited comp'ny.
I hear tell the young ladies air 'spectin' of comp'ny so I reckon you'll be a needin' yo' sprigged muslin ter take the shine out'n all the gatherin'. I'm a gonter press it fer you, even if a hot iron air arskin' a big favor with some er these free niggers." "Oh, Billy, you needn't bother to press my gown. It makes very little difference what I wear. I don't believe I can appear this evening."
"We was quartered in a big cantonmint 'tis no manner av use namin' names, for ut might give the barricks disrepitation an' I was the Imperor av the Earth to my own mind, an' wan or tu women thought the same. Small blame to thim. Afther we had lain there a year, Bragin, the Color Sargint av E Comp'ny, wint an' took a wife that was lady's maid to some big lady in the Station.
'Tic'larly beds all ready fo' comp'ny!" Patricia slipped hurriedly to her feet; but by this time Sarah had caught sight of something else. "Land sakes, Miss P'tricia! Ef yo' isn't gone an' tuk Miss Julia's punchbowl what she don't 'low no one but herse'f to tech!" Patricia put an arm around Sarah's waist, or rather, around as much of it as she could encompass.
Even the barkeeper mixed the bottles badly, and on one occasion, just as the boys were raising their glasses, he metaphorically dashed the cup from their lips by a violent, "I tell you what" and an unsatisfactory theory. Finally the colonel arose. "Boys," said he, in the tone of a man whose mind is settled, "'tain't 'cos the youngster looked like lively comp'ny, fur he didn't.
With his mouth full of chicken, remnant of Eunice's pullets, he burst forth. "A-a-aunt Eunice's got comp'ny." The punctilious old lady opposite raised her thin hand, protesting: "My son, you should never attempt to talk when you are eating." Nothing abashed, the boy swallowed hastily and reiterated his statement.
For the rest, he had a mild forehead, which he was wiping as he crossed the creek, a pleasant mouth, and a chin a thought too delicately modelled for a man. He walked soberly, with the dragging stride of a tired pedestrian. He was tall, thin, and angular. Bud ran to meet him. "We've comp'ny," he cried, indicating Jeff. Sillett quickened his step. "Company?"
And the next morning one of the stewards comes up to our room with some coffee and grub, and says that Mr. Catesby-Stuart requested the pleasure of our comp'ny on a afore-breakfast ice-boat sail, and would meet us at the pier in half an hour. They didn't have breakfast at Ebenezer's till pretty close to dinner time, eleven o'clock, so we had time enough for quite a trip.
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