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"I done tells de missus all 'bout hit, and she says as how it was on'y what she'd spect of dat young Mistah Morgan." "Thank you for telling me that, Sarah," Hugh went on to say; "it's pleasant to know some one thinks well of you. Is Mrs. Pangborn at leisure? I hope she isn't taking a nap just now?" "Deedy she ain't dat, suh; she's on'y readin' in de library.
"I didn't mean for to do that, ma'am deedy, I didn't I was only that's well, I reckon I'm a little bit " Slim looked directly at the girl for the first time. She was trying to restrain her hearty laughter. Slim's face broadened in a grin. "You're a mighty fine piece of work, you are, an' I've got an 'awful yearnin' to butt into your family." Polly was greatly moved by Slim's sincerity.
He threw the sixpence tragically on the table. "Ah!" said his aunt, suspending her breath. And she opened upon him a lecture on how she would now have him all the spring upon her hands doing nothing. "If you can't skeer birds, what can ye do? There! don't ye look so deedy! Farmer Troutham is not so much better than myself, come to that.
After such a course in common sense you don't stand back and examine the pictures of a pink Moses in a nest of purple bullrushes, or complain because the bureau does not harmonize with the wall paper. Neither do you criticize the blue and saffron roses that form the rug pattern. 'Deedy not!
That secret dream that sweet word 'Baroness! which had sustained her all the way along. Instead of a Baron there stood Jim, white-waistcoated, demure, every hair in place, and, if she mistook not, even a deedy spark in his eye. Jim's surprising presence on the scene may be briefly accounted for.
Their eyes met. "Broken?" he said interrogatively, with a faint return of his old deliberate manner, glancing at his helpless arm. "Deedy no, cunnle! Snake bite," responded the negress. "Snake bite!" repeated Courtland with languid interest, "what snake?" "Moccasin o' copperhead if you doun know yo'se'f which," she replied. "But it's all right now, honey! De pizen's draw'd out and clean gone.
Deedy had published reports without his young men's having, as Pinhorn would have said, really been there. I was unregenerate, as I have hinted, and couldn't be concerned to straighten out the journalistic morals of my chief, feeling them indeed to be an abyss over the edge of which it was better not to peer.
"Really, now, was he, Mildred?" says Marjorie. "'Deed and 'deedy, he was!" says Mildred. "Positively the handsomest man I ever saw! I thought I could forget him; but I couldn't, Madge, I couldn't! And only think, he is coming this very night, and not a soul knows but just us two!" "Excuse me," says I; "but I'm Number Three." "Oh, oh!" they both squeals at once. "Who who's that?" whispers Mildred.
"Deedy is, deedy is, deedy is, deedy is," repeated the parrot in a very angry voice about a dozen times under his shawl, and while the old lady was remonstrating with her too talkative companion their tickets were taken and they ran into the Hinxton Station.
She would like to be a nun, she says, if the habits were prettier, and they allowed long curls down the back, and Gainsboroughs above the brow. As it is, Miss Deedy occupies a somewhat abnormal position, dangling, like Mahomet's coffin, between the Church and the world. That, again, is Miss Deedy's peculiarity. Miss Wiggles is a "sensitive."
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