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"Yes; he left every cent of it to her." "Oh, ain't it dreadful she's dead?" "It's all been dreadful right along," said Mrs. Field. "Of course," said Amanda, "I know she's better off than she'd be with all the money in the world; it ain't that; but it would do so much good to the livin'. Why, look here, Mis' Field, I dun'no' anything about law, but won't you have it if your sister's dead?"
"Cap'n, Cap'n," he urged, with a tremulous, aged jaw, "be pleased to consider my words. I'm a magistrate sir, or I was before the war run the law clean out o' the kentry. We dun'no' the guide we never seen the troops." Then, in reply to an impatient snort of negation: "If ye'll cast yer eye on the lay of the land, ye'll view how it happened.
"Good watch-dog, I suppose," suggested Dundas, striving to enter into the spirit of her talk. "Naw; too sp'ilt for a gyard-dog granny coddled him so whenst he got shot. He's jest vally'ble fur his conversation, I reckon," she continued, with a smile in her eyes. "I dun'no' what else, but he is toler'ble good company."
Neither party saw the other, for one approached from the east, the other from the west, and the ice-belt, on the point of which the woman stood, rose up between them. "Hallo! what's yon?" exclaimed Peter Grim, who was first to observe the woman. "Dun'no'," said Buzzby, halting; "it looks like a bear." "Faix an' it is, then, it's got a young wan on its back," cried O'Riley.
"Dun'no'," replied Jerome; then he gave a weak, childish gesture, and caught his breath in a sob. He was scarcely more than a child, after all, and his uncle Ozias was the only remaining natural tower to his helplessness. "O Lord, don't ye go to whimperin', big man like you!" responded Ozias Lamb, quickly. "Look at here " Ozias paused a moment, pondering.
Often the imagined disappointments of the dead, when they are still loved and unforgotten, weigh more heavily upon the living than their own. "I dun'no' what your father would have said if he'd thought Jerome had got to leave school so young," she told Elmira; and her lost husband's grievance in the matter was nearer her heart than her own. Jerome's plan for evening lessons did not work long.
Suddenly Andrew sank into a chair, his head lopped, he kept moving a hand before his eyes, as if he were brushing away cobwebs. Then Fanny came out of her corner. "Get the camphor, quick!" she said to Ellen. "I dun'no' but you've killed your father." Fanny held her husband's head against her shoulder, and rubbed his hands frantically. The awful strained look had gone from her face.
"You don't s'pose J'rome will do it," one said, meditatively. "He'll do it when the river runs uphill an' crows are white," answered another, with a hard laugh. "I dun'no'," said another, doubtfully. "J'rome Edwards 's always been next-door neighbor to a fool, an' there's no countin' on what a fool 'll do!"
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