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Wetherell put his hand to his head, but he did not dare to ask the question. Then Jethro Bass fixed his eyes upon him. "Hain't never mixed any in politics hev you n-never mixed any?" Wetherell's heart sank. "No," he answered. "D-don't take my advice d-don't." "What!" cried the storekeeper, so loudly that he frightened himself. "D-don't," repeated Jethro, imperturbably.
I was f-fishing in Swithin Reed's mill p-pond, yesterday afternoon, and Venus Roe came over and said that Swithin shot a lot of pigeons in the m-morning." "Venus Roe! Who's she?" "D-don't you know? She's a little n-nigger girl about twelve years old, and belongs to Swithin. Some one in B-Boston gave her to him when she was a baby." "Oh, yes! I remember now.
"I guess I can't thank you as I'd ought to, Jethro," he said, "leastways, not now." "I'll thank him for you, Cousin Eph," said Cynthia. And she did. "D-don't thank me," said Jethro, "I didn't have much to do with it, Eph. Thank the President." Ephraim did thank the President, in one of the most remarkable letters, from a literary point of view, ever received at the White House.
"D-don't know much about city ways." "Well," said the clerk, beginning to be amused, "a man has to keep his wits about him." Even then Jethro spared him a look, but continued to study the contents of the case. "What can I do for you, Mr. Bass? We have some really good things here. For example, this Swiss watch, which I will sell you cheap, for one hundred and fifty dollars."
"Are you quiet now?" demanded Barret, in a stern voice, for the terrified boy still showed something like a hysterical determination to turn violently round, and grasp his rescuer in what would probably have turned out to be the grip of death. "Yes, sir, oh! yes. But d-don't let me go! M-mind, I can't swim!"
Don't want to holler and wake ev'body up." At the door she said timorously, "Nothing else I want, thank you. D-don't bother me." "Why, I've brought you up a sandwich, girlie, all nice and hot, and a nip of something to take the chill off." "I don't want it, I tell you!" "Be a sport now! You use Pete right, and he'll use you right. Shame to see a lady like you not gettin' no service here.
"Aw, g-g-go on, kiddie!" retorted Jim, a stout lad of about Rand's age, with a freckled face and a shock of aggressive red hair, mimicking Pepper, who, when excited, sometimes stuttered. "Aw, g-g-go on. Little boys shouldn't play in the road." "If you can't d-drive without getting all over the road," went on Pepper, "why d-don't you let somebody d-drive that knows how "
There was abject terror in his eyes. He reeled away, but saw there was no safety in flight. "Own up!" Folsom commanded. "You said this was the way," the pathfinder whimpered. "You made me turn off " Folsom uttered a growl and advanced a step, whereupon his victim gurgled: "D-don't touch me! That's the Imnachuck, so help me God! I'm I'm almost sure it is." "Almost!"
Wetherell put his hand to his head, but he did not dare to ask the question. Then Jethro Bass fixed his eyes upon him. "Hain't never mixed any in politics hev you n-never mixed any?" Wetherell's heart sank. "No," he answered. "D-don't take my advice d-don't." "What!" cried the storekeeper, so loudly that he frightened himself. "D-don't," repeated Jethro, imperturbably.
We all get lonely, don't we? I do, of course. Just now I'm getting sorer and sorer on Interesting People. I think I'll go back to Paris. There even the Interesting People are why, they're interesting. Savvy you see I am an American savvy?" "Why uh uh uh I d-don't exactly get what you mean. How do you mean about `Interesting People'?" "My dear child, of course you don't get me."
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