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You shall have your money to-morrow," he thundered from the depths beneath the white vest. The boy backed away, "I dassn't do it. I can't live on hot air." With an imperial air, as if tremendous stakes hung upon the trivial incident, the great man said to Holmes: "Excuse me, Willard; I must see about this," and with a firm and determined step he left the hotel.
"I dassn't stay alone. Oh, I better go home. I'm scared." "Come on. I won't let nothing hurt you." They circled a swamp surrounded by woods, Carl's left arm about her, his right clutching the saber.
"'Cause I'm a-tellin' you-all not ter let her come back here ever," came the startling answer, in a voice that was filled with menacing anger. Then, before Brian could find a word to reply, the mountain girl continued, with increasing excitement: "You-all dassn't let her come back here, nohow, 'cause, if you do, I'll hurt her, sure.
Wal, he was the homeliest critter I ever seen. I dassn't ring in that little song an' dance you give me. And on the nex' page was Mis' Dutton." He sighed softly and looked upward. "The mother," said Ajax briskly. "Now, I dare swear that she's a good- looking woman. Nature attends to such matters. Beauty often marries the b the homely man."
"Oh, I just said Lydia's dress was a fright and Kent went off mad." Charlie in turn stared at Lydia. Kent in the meantime was grinning at Lydia amiably. "Hello, Lyd! Want to dance?" "I can't. Don't know how," replied Lydia, despondently. "Easy as anything. Come on, I'll teach you." Lydia seized Kent's lapel with fingers that would tremble slightly. "Kent, I dassn't stir.
I reflected, not without satisfaction, that I had done what I could to keep Jasperson and the Grand Secretary apart. "This is very serious," said Ajax, after a significant pause. "I I feel, Jasperson, that this engagement was brought about by me." "It's a fact," assented our hired man. "And that's what makes me feel so mean right now. Boys, I love that woman so that I dassn't go agin her."
Sol Gleason'd been a sassin of me, an I dassn't say a word, fer fear he'd send me to jail, fer owin him, an wen I got home She wuz a cryin, fer Gleason'd been thar, an I dunno what he'd said tew her, and then Klector Williams he told me he'd hev tew sell the furnicher fer taxes, an by gosh, takin the hull together seemed 's though thar warn't no place fer a poor man in this ere world, and I didn' keer ef I lived much longer or not.
The Lord has seen fit to chastise us, an' I'm willin', I tole Jaspar so, ter begin agen. We're healthy, an strong, though we don't look it, I'll allow. Jaspar is plum crazy. His words las' night proved it. He said we might begin life agen in a marble hall sech as I hed dreamed about. Good land o' Peter! I never dreamed of marble halls in all my life, but I dassn't contradict him."
"He's squeezin' 'quick." And Cheyenne explained the process of squeezing quicksilver through a chamois skin. "And I'm glad it ain't my neck," added Cheyenne. "Joe killed a man, with his bare hands, onct. That's why he never gets in a fight, nowadays. He dassn't. 'Course, he had to kill that man, or get killed." "I noticed he picked up his rifle," said Bartley.
Norman glared at her. Then he burst forth again. "You impudent hussy you! Who put you up to it, jade? Who put you up to it?" "Nobody," said poor Faith. "That's a lie. Don't lie to me! Who sent you here? It wasn't your father he hasn't the smeddum of a flea but he wouldn't send you to do what he dassn't do himself. I suppose it was some of them confounded old maids at the Glen, was it was it, hey?"
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