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So y' see it ain't no good you wastin' your time danglin' around after her an' sighin' now is it?" "Why, no, Mrs. Trapes, I think I'll speak to her to-night " "My land! ain't I jest been tryin' to show you as you ain't a fit or worthy party to speak, an' as you won't have a chance if you do speak, her 'eart bein' set on wealth? But you can't speak you won't speak I know you won't!" "Why not?"
'Andsomebody could be put under an obligation to that little dog, she'd probably tike it right into 'er 'eart and 'ome. If that little dog, f'rinstance, should save Mrs. 'Andsomebody from drowning does she ever go in bathing?" "Likely, at her age, in December!" sneered Mary Ellen. "Try again." "We might hold her under water in the bath-tub till Giftie would fish her out," suggested Angel.
But my 'eart won't let me do it, for Bill Warr's always been on the side o' good sport and fair play. If I use it for you, then I expect that you won't see me the loser." "You can do what you like," said my uncle. "If your news is of service to me, I shall know how to treat you." "You can't say fairer than that.
Wish I was a man, that's all just for an hour! Ah!" Here Mrs. Trapes snorted fiercer than usual, and the jut of her elbows was deadly. "And he gets Arthur drunk, does he!" said Ravenslee, puffing dreamily at his pipe. "Yes!" sighed Mrs. Trapes as she loaded a tray with the supper things. "Hermy's seen him drunk twice, to my knowing, an' I thought it would break her 'eart, poor dear! Y' see, Mr.
But filled as much as you could fill me, bless your 'eart. I aren't never goin' to forget that, Gov'nor no fear. An eater and a scrapper I am, sir; and I'll scrap for you, sir, while there's a bloomin' breff left in my blessed body! Gimme the tip wot kind of work I can do for you, Gov'nor, will you? I want to get them two 'arf-crowns off my conscience as quick as I can."
She rose to go at last. "And you take him with you, Monsieur le docteur. If 'e sit many more nights in ze front row 'e find out, too, I can't dance, and then I break my 'eart. Besides, I 'ave my reputation to think of in this ver' propaire England, hein?" "I'm coming with you," Cosgrave said quietly. She shrugged her shoulder. "Eh bien, what can I do? They are all ze same.
Ah, ze good old Circus ze jolly life one big family monkeys and bears and camels and elephants and we poor 'umans, all shapes and sizes, long legs and short legs and no legs loving and quarrelling good friends always Monsieur George with 'is big whip and 'is silly soft 'eart ze gay dinners after we 'ave 'ad full 'ouse and ze no dinners at all when things go bad and then ze journeys from town to town sometimes it rain all day and sometimes it is so hot and the dust rise up and smother us.
'Them eyes of his! And slowly he descended, full of a sort of very deep surprise. 'I misjudged of him, he was thinking; 'he never was nothing but a 'armless human being. We all has our predijuices I misjudged of him. They've broke his 'eart between 'em that they have. The silence in the room continued after his departure.
"Yes, massa," replied Quashy, "got lots ob eart' quaks in dem diggins. Ebery day, more or less, dey hab a few. Jest afore you come down dis mornin' I hab some conv'sashin' wid de landlord, an' he say he don' like de look ob t'ings." "Indeed, Quashy. Why not?" "'Cause it's gittin' too hot, he say, for de time ob year sulfry, he called it." "Sultry, you mean?"
The child went to her. "I's k'ite well," she said, "only a little giddy. Why, Aunt Sawah, you's kying." "I thought you were dead for a minute, my little miss; you that is the image of my Rachel, what the good God took from me. I thought you were dead, and it 'most broke my 'eart oh, little missy, little darlin'!" "But, Diana, aren't we going away?" Said Orion.
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