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"No, I didn't, Massa Nadgel," said the negro, the edge of whose flat contradiction was taken off by the extreme humility of his look. "Well," returned Nigel, with a laugh; "you at least gave me to understand that other people said something of that sort." "Da's right, Massa Nadgel kite right. You're k'rect now."
Dana Da's letters were very insulting, and if he had then offered to lead a new departure, there is no knowing what might not have happened. But Dana Da was dying of whisky and opium in the Englishman's go-down, and had small heart for new creeds. "They have been put to shame," said he. "Never was such a Sending. It has killed me."
"Not that one," said Jimmy, pointing to the Tortoise. "Sure my da's said to me many's the time how that one is pretty near as giddy as yourself." "Your da talks too much," said Priscilla. "Come on, Cousin Frank. What about you, Miss Rutherford? Are you coming?" "You'll not go," said Jimmy, "or if you do, you'll walk." Priscilla looked out at the sea. The tide was falling rapidly.
The surprise was cruel. The runaway's eyes let out a gleam of alarm and then, as I lighted with kindness, filled with rapt wonder at my miraculous knowledge: "Be' be' beside' beside' d-daddy an' m-mammy? D'ain't no mo', m-mist'ess; no'm!" "Yass'm," put in Robelia, "da's all; us fo'." "Just you four. Euonymus, a bit ago I noticed on your sister's ankles some white mud." "Yass'm."
Da's all right; he's plumb and square, and way down deep he's got an awful kind heart; it's pretty deep, I grant you, but it's there, O.K. The things he does on the quiet to help folks is done on the quiet and ain't noticed. The things he does to beat folks an' he does do plenty is talked all over creation.
A spacious and comfortable hut was placed at the disposal of the white men, with a small one adjoining for the Houssas. That evening Frank asked Mr. Goodenough to tell him what he knew concerning the people of Dahomey. "The word Dahomey, or more properly Da-omi, means Da's belly. Da was, two hundred and fifty years ago, the king of the city of Abomey.
Ef you think a mule's back end is his dangersome end you jes' try to walk up to ole Frank face to face, ez nigger to mule, an' try to hang de mule jewelry over his years. Da's all, jes' try it!
"Anytime I sees you runnin' a taxiscab I'll know by dat sign alone dat de sheriff an' de man which owns de taxiscab will be right behine you da's whut I means." "Don't pay no 'tention to Unc' Bill," put in Tallow Dick. "Whar you aim to git dis yere taxiscab, Red Hoss?" "Mist' Lee Farrell he's done start up a regular taxiscab line," expounded Red Hoss.
He swung round again on the high stool. "Come here 'til I show you whether I am or not!" And then Uncle William gathered him up in his arms and crushed the boy's face into his beard. "God love you, John," he said, "how could I be angry with you, and you your da's son!" "I love you queer and well, Uncle," John murmured shyly. "Do you, son? I'm glad to hear that." "Aye.
But give me ten more rupees. At Dana Da's dictation the Englishman wrote nothing less than a formal challenge to the Old Man of the Mountains. It wound up: 'And if this Manifestation be from your hand, then let it go forward; but if it be from my hand, I will that the Sending shall cease in two days' time. In that day there shall be twelve kittens and thenceforward none at all.
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