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Updated: May 27, 2025
"I likes to do my work reg'lar and in time, missus knows dat; but when Clo gets into one o' her tantrums she sets ebryting topsy-turvey, 'specially when dat yaller nig', Dolf, come down feering wid de work." "Then keep out of the kitchen," cried Elsie; "don't quarrel."
"Mebby 'twas two months 'fore you came back," she said, in the tone of a person trying to be exact in her recollection of events. "What was?" cried Dolf, impatiently, "de hauntin'?" "Ef I'm gwine to tell you my story I'll do it in my own way," said Clorinda, majestically. "In course, in course," returned Dolf. "I begs pardon for de 'ruption. Jis' go on, sweetest Miss Clo'."
"I won't," said Dolf, humbly, "I begs ter 'polegise yer see in gazing 'bout de world a gemman 'quires some parts ob speech as seems keerless, but dey don't come from de heart." "I'se glad dey don't," observed Clorinda, "bery glad, Mr. Dolf." "But what do yer tink missus has done?" demanded Victoria.
We've lost the game there 's no reckoning the luck. If there's a chance, it's this way. It smells a trick. He and she by all the devils! It has been done in my family might have been done again. Tell the men on the plain they can drive home. There's a hundred-pound weight on your tongue for silence. Cumnock cried: 'But we needn't be parting, Dolf! Stick together.
Whether Dolf stumbled, or Victoria gave a sly, vicious push, it was difficult to tell in the darkness, but Clorinda went suddenly down full length in the path. Victoria gave a laugh of derision, and this gratification of her malicious feelings in the misfortune of her rival, put her in high good-humor.
"Dem's my sentiments," cried Dolf, "and I knows fair Miss Clorinda 'grees wid dem she coincidates, if yer'll 'scuse the leetle bit ob dictionery." Victoria made a grimace behind Clo's back, but said, graciously: "I'se gwine ter gib yer dat ar blue handkercher Miss Elsie gub me, Clo," she said, "so now let's make up and be comfoble."
He turned upon her with a frown which made her spring back as if she had received an electric shock, and entirely checked any further desire to question him where his wife was concerned. He turned towards the stairs again, but Dolf interposed with one of his profound bows. "'Scuse me, sar, but de brekfus is on de table."
Hopkins and her fascinating daughter, Miss Dinah, were the possessors of this abode, and Clo and Victoria had for some time been promising Dolf a visit there.
Dolf felt certain that if he only came directly to the point and made Clorinda a bona fide offer of his hand with his heart in it, she would forgive him; but it required a good deal of resolution to make up his mind to that step.
"Dolf, you can run better than I can," said Tobias. "Run and fetch Madame Puzzel; we will look after Riekje." Then Dolf pressed Riekje once more to his heart, and ran up the ladder. The plank which connected the boat with the shore shook as he crossed it. "He is already a long way off," said Tobias.
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