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Leaning forward, his blue eyes took on an earnestness which effectually dispelled all notion of vanity in their possessor, demanding: "C-c-c-could you do it? C-c-can you? W-w-w-wi-will you?" "Yes, I might, could, would, and should if you'd go find my brass bound box!" "Cross your heart, honest Injun, h-h-hope to d-d-die?" "No. Neither one. Just plain 'Yes. I know a way.
"You shall d-d-die h-h-here," answered Cornelius, still shaking violently, and in a sort of expiring voice. The whole performance was so absurd and provoking that Jim didn't know whether he ought to be amused or angry. "Not till I have seen you tucked away, you bet," he called out, exasperated yet ready to laugh. You can do your damnedest."
There was no surgeon in town, and the wounds were bleeding profusely, when Brashear went to him, and proposed to dress the wounds. Tolls stuttered badly, and replied, "I-I-I'll d-d-die first." "I can do no more," said Brashear, and, bowing, left the ground. This chivalry of character characterized him in everything.
She was not really 'little, but rather tall, with dark hair for a Forsyte, which, together with a grey eye, gave her what was called 'a Celtic appearance. She wrote songs with titles like 'Breathing Sighs, or 'Kiss me, Mother, ere I die, with a refrain like an anthem: 'Kiss me, Mother, ere I die; Kiss me-kiss me, Mother, ah! Kiss, ah! kiss me e-ere I Kiss me, Mother, ere I d-d-die!
She was not really 'little, but rather tall, with dark hair for a Forsyte, which, together with a grey eye, gave her what was called 'a Celtic appearance. She wrote songs with titles like 'Breathing Sighs, or 'Kiss me, Mother, ere I die, with a refrain like an anthem: 'Kiss me, Mother, ere I die; Kiss me-kiss me, Mother, ah! Kiss, ah! kiss me e-ere I Kiss me, Mother, ere I d-d-die!
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