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"Yes, ma'm," replied the old negro; and then he caught his breath and checked himself in confusion. "Da-da-dat is, er I spec' so er I dun'no', ma'm," he stammered. "Fo' de Lor' I's " Phyllis interrupted him with an impatient laugh, but said no more. In due time Barnaby sang her some other ditties, and then she went into the house.
But how he shlipped in here, an' when he shlipped in here, an' what's he come for, an' how long he's stayin', an' meanin' well, or doin' ill, I dun'no', darlin', I dun' no'." "I don't think he'll do ill, Mrs. Flynn," said Rosalie, in English. "An' if ye haven't seen him, how d'ye know?" asked Mrs. Flynn, taking a pinch of snuff. "I have seen him but not in the tailor-shop.
The vagaries of these "lands" that the absent-minded Nehemiah laid off attracted some attention. "What ails yer furrows ter run so crooked, Nehemiah?" observed a passer-by, a neighbor who had been to the blacksmith-shop to get his plough-point sharpened; he looked over the fence critically. "Yer eyesight mus' be failin' some." "I dun'no'," rejoined Nehemiah, hastily.
A figure was moving quickly down Moorthorne Road in the direction of the station. "I dun'no," said he. "It's not Julian, is it?" In a peculiar tone Louis replied "Looks like him, doesn't it?" And then impulsively he yelled "Hi!" The figure kept on its way. "Seeing that the inimitable Julian's still in South Africa, it can't very well be him. And, anyhow, I'm not going to run after him."
He had been accumstomed to be annoyed by agents of all kinds who wanted to sell him one thing or another and so he never allowed any one to get at him unless his business was stated beforehand. He had learned this from his father. "I dun'no, sah." "What does he look like, Todd?" cried St. George, breaking the seal of another letter. "Wall, he ain't no gemman he's jus' a pusson I reckon.
The tomfool men make an' break it. Ennybody ez hev seen this war air obleeged to take note o' the wickedness o' men in gineral. This hyer man air a sorter pitiful sinner, an' he hev got a look in his eyes that plumb teches my heart. I 'ain't got no call ter know nuthin' 'bout the law, bein' a 'oman an' naterally ignorant. I dun'no' ez he hev run agin it."
I made up my mind that if I married at all I'd marry somebody that wouldn't work more'n she could possibly help not if we were poor as Job's off ox. "So I looked 'round an' got Belindy. I spelled her out right the first time I see her. She 'ain't had nothin', but I dun'no' but she's been jest as happy as if she had.
Swift repentance seized him. "Naw, 'm," he said, with hurried propitiation. "I 'lowed ye did." "I didn't," said the old woman. "But ef I warter find it toothsome ter call ye 'Emily, I dun'no' how ye air goin' ter pervent it. Ye can't go gun-nin' fur me, like ye done fur the men at the mill, fur callin' ye 'Emily."
"I dun'no', suh; but I run um clean to de woods 'fo' I ketch um, en I walk back slow 'kase I tired." "Were you gone an hour?" "I spec so, suh, 'kase when I done ketch de chicken I stop fuh pick up some light-wood I see wey Abram been cuttin' wood yistiddy." "And your mistress was not here when you came back nor Abram?"
The old man loosened his hold of Holmes's arm, looked up and down the street, uncertain, disappointed. "The law. Yes. That's right! Yoh're a just man, Stephen Holmes." "And yet?" "Yes. I dun'no'. Law's right, but Yare's had a bad chance, an' he's tryin'. An' we're sendin' him to hell. Somethin's wrong. But I think yoh're a just man," looking keenly in Holmes's face.
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