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The pelt he placed on a log beside the gunyah, and the carcase he cut in half across the backbone. Then he tossed the head half to Jess, and the other, and slightly larger portion, to Finn. "Fair doos," he said explanatorily. "Wolf's the biggest; and it was his kill, anyway; so he gets the quarters." So the hounds fed, while Bill washed and prepared his own breakfast.
"And I'm a little sorry too," he added, shutting his eyes so as not to see that he was smiling. "And what are you doing about the Baby?" "Well, the soldiers are all looking for it up and down everywhere." "The soldiers?" I exclaimed. "Yes, a course!" said Bruno. "When there's no fighting to be done, the soldiers doos any little odd jobs, oo know."
"They ain't nowheres else, then," answered her factotum. "Josh, you don't strip the cows clean." "Who doos, then?" said Josh, grinning. "If 'tain't me, I don' know who 'tis. That 'ere red heifer is losin' on her milk, though, Mis' Starlin'. She had ought to be fed sun'thin'." "Well, feed her, then," cried the mistress. "You know enough for that.
"I suppose game is very plenty with you?" "Plenty, man! I believe there's mair hares than sheep on my farm; and for the moor-fawl, or the gray-fowl, they lie as thick as doos in a dooket Did ye ever shoot a black-cock, man?" "Really I had never even the pleasure to see one, except in the museum at Keswick."
"And it knewed I didn't mean to trod on it!" he added, as the climax. "That Bee should be ashamed of itself!" I said severely, and Sylvie hugged and kissed the wounded hero till all tears were dried. "My finger's quite unstung now!" said Bruno. "Why doos there be stones? Mister Sir, doos oo know?" "They're good for something," I said: "even if we don't know what.
He's kinder pulin like, Zadkiel is, an I jess fetched daown some yarbs fer him. He's been uster takin on em, an they doos him good, specially the sassafras. An I thort mebbe, marm, I mout git tew see him, bein ez he ain't a well man, an never wuz sence I married him, twenty-five year agone come nex' Thanksgivin." "And I want to see father, if you please, marm. My father's George Fennell.
If he'd only smoked good tobacco, I wouldn't have said a word; but it was such dreadful stuff, it 'll take a week to get his chamber sweet enough to show them that asks for rooms. It doos smell like all possest. Left any goods? asked the Salesman. Or dockermunts? added the Member of the Haouse. The Landlady answered with a faded smile, which implied that there was no hope in that direction. Dr.
There's plenty as done like the strike, my lady, but they dursent say so they'd be afeard o' losin the skin off their backs, for soom o' them lads o' Burrows's is a routin rough lot as done keer what they doos to a mon, an yo canna exspeck a quiet body to stan up agen 'em.
They are both a-burnin' where they are put, and both will be ashes to-morrow; so what difference doos it make?" Christie smiled at the literal old lady; but, following the fancy that pleased her, she added earnestly: "I know the end is the same; but it does make a difference how they turn to ashes, and how I spend my life.
She could never entirely forgive old George for having prevented her returning to the house to share the fate of her child, and left Sarawak without bidding him farewell, though, as old George himself pathetically remarked, "Me couldn't 'elp it, you knows. De scoundrils kill missis if she goed back, an' dat doos no good to Miss Letty."
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