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An' to think how I driv' you clear over here, an' that horse most runnin' away all the time." Polly got out of her chair and sorrowfully went up to Joel. "We'll sit out in the shop, if you please, dear Mr. and Mrs. Beebe, till you get through the party. And then, if you please, we'd like to go home." Joel's head dropped, and his little brown fists fell down. "I'm sorry," he mumbled. Mrs.
"I found the parlor, but the lights were out; so widout lookin' for the sofa I was afraid somebody'd come and catch me I slid her into a rockin'-chair, laid the key on the hall-table, shut the door softlike, rang the bell as if there was a fire next door, jumped on me box, and driv off. "The next mornin' I went to see His Lordship. "'Did ye land her all right, Fin? "'I did, sor, I says.
The conspirators had evidently scattered and melted from sight as bees melt into a honeycomb. But Alexander's face grew again serious and pained as she gave her most important information. "You men come a leetle too late. I driv 'em off but them thet went last tuck my saddle-bags away with 'em." Brent's only response to that was a brief gesture of despair.
Ay, she blinds the Knight. Driv. Alas, Sir, easily he, poor Cully, thinks her a very Saint but when he's out of the way, she comes to me to pleasure a Friend. Sir Tim. But what if the Fool miss her? Driv. She cries Whore first, brings him upon his Knees for her Fault; and a piece of Plate, or a new Petticoat, makes his Peace again. Sir Tim.
"I can stand the carriages that are to be driv' standin' up, and the lovely imps and the nose pinchin' and the caps for the ears, but when it comes to goin' out every mornin' to milk the cucumbers, I don't feel called on to set and listen to it.
So he jest thought he'd take the hoss out o' the team, and go ahead a little, and see where he was. So he driv his oxen up ag'in the fence, and took out the hoss, and got on him, and pushed along through the woods, not rightly knowin' where he was goin'. "Wal, afore long he see a light through the trees; and, sure enough, he come out to Cack Sparrock's old mill.
The old negro seemed to be seeking a way to elude this argument, but evidently finding none, he was about to shuffle meekly off. He halted, however. "Jedge," said he, "ma ol' 'ooman's near driv' abstracted." "Your old woman is an idiot," responded the judge. Williams came very close and peered solemnly through a branch of lilac. "Judge," he whispered, "the chillens." "What about them?"
It wuz a place where they buried human bein's, but I didn't care anything about seein' it. Robert got a big carriage, and we all driv over to the Prater, a most beautiful park on an island in the Danube.
"Well, Cynthy, my Imperial Sweetness, when I see Abig'il come down so beautiful, it reminded me of a little fice-t dog I had when I was a leetle codger. I called him Pick. His name was Picayune. Purty good name, wasn't it?" "Yes, it was." "Well, now, that air little Pick wouldn't never own up as he was driv outen the house.
"Not for me," sez I, groanin' aloud, "not for me." "You needn't look like that, Samantha; I tell you agin I wuzn't goin' to use it only when I wuz driv to death with work. And I tell you it would be handy for you when you expected a houseful of company, and Philury wuz away." "No, indeed!" sez I; "no such wicked, wicked work will be connected with my prayers."
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