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The boys hurried down to the shore to scan the bay, and sure enough it lay gray and still under a coating of smooth, dark ice. Toby tried it with a stick, and already it was tough enough to bear his weight near shore. "I'm doubtin' 'tis fast out in the middle yet," said Toby, "but she'll be freezin' all day, and she'll be fast enough all over by to-morrow, whatever."
There was no sign of blood upon it, fortunately. He had caught his enemy squarely with the flat of it; all was well, for none had seen him not even his victim lift it and strike. The shepherd was at home, and at once accompanied him to the spot. 'He's deid, said the herd, lifting up a limp arm. 'I'm doubtin' he's got awa. 'Nonsense, said his companion with affected assurance.
With thus much of apology for no more lengthened panegyric, let me beg of my reader, if he be conversant with that most moving melody the Groves of Blarney to hum the following lines, which I heard shortly after my landing, and which well express my own feelings for the "loved spot." Oh! Dublin, sure, there is no doubtin', Beats every city upon the say.
"So does I," grinned Toby, "and I'm not doubtin' you could eat un all, and I knows 'twould be easy for me to eat un." How delicious the broth tasted, unsalted and unseasoned as it was! And when they drank it all, and temptation got the better of them and they each ate a small portion of the meat.
Yis, an' when yer cruisin' 's all done at las', an' ye're jest a poor old hulk around in the way, driftin' in an' out 'ith the tides, 't calls out to ye, as ef ye was somebody, 'Ship ahoy! What port? "An' ye says, kind o' hopin', but not darin' nothin', 'The port as they calls Heaven. "An' 't shouts back to ye, strong across the wave, 'What are ye doubtin', man?
My Sammy useter to be up to all sorts o' mischief. They was a time he took to playin' hookey. He'd march off mornin's with his sisters, bold as brass, an' when lunchtime come, in he'd prance, same as them, an' nobody ever doubtin' he hadn't been to his school. An' all the time, there he was playin' in the open lots with a gang o' poor little neglected dagos.
'Divil a letther but the priest's they don't open an' read, she said, 'an' tells the news afterwards to the man or woman that owns it. The news gets to them before the letter. An' if I put the fortune in there I'm doubtin' 'twould ever see London. I know an honest man in the Whiterock post office I'd betther be trustin'. And that is how Margret's 'stocking' left the Island.
"I'm doubtin'," David shook his head. "'Twill take a day to mend un whatever, and she'll be none too safe. 'Twill be hard to make un water-tight." "We can mend un," Andy insisted. A close examination of the tracks disclosed the fact that there had undoubtedly been two men in the party. They had reached the island before the rain of two days before.
"I guess there's no doubtin' you're a genuine Webster," she replied good-humoredly. "I begin to think we shall get on together nicely." "I hope so." There was a reservation in the words that nettled Ellen. "Why shouldn't we?" she persisted. "I don't know." "Don't you like your aunt?" "Not altogether." The audacity of the reply appealed to the older woman, and her eyes twinkled.
"Ask the mate. I'm doubtin' there'll be room. The boat comes back with full cargo at this harbour." Charley turned his inquiry to the mate, who was directing the men. "No, lad. I'm sorry," he answered, "but there'll be no room for passengers." It was always that way! Charley left them to return to his old place at the rail.
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