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His wife frowned. "Een love then?" she exclaimed. "You not be so much so now, ah?" "Thunder! I'm ten times wuss now than I was then, and you know it, Teresa. Didn't I coax and beg and hang on like a dog to a bone to git you to come East with me to visit Frank?" "It was the baby," breathed Teresa. "The question was to breeng the baby or to leave eet with eets grand-fathaire.
Señor Brown he not like let me go; he tink I do all eet for him. Oh, de conceit of de men, ven I care not for anyting but de fun, de good time! But I talk him long vile, an' Beell he talk, an' maybe he say si for to git us rid of. Tink you not eet vas so, señor?"
Suddenly the poor girl sank backward, her head falling heavily upon his supporting arm, a peculiar shudder twitching her slender form. "Mercedes!" he cried in alarm. "Si, señor," the black eyes still wide open, but her words scarcely audible. "Eet is so hard to see you; maybe de stars hide behin' de cloud, but, but I lofe " "Yes, y-yes, I kn-know."
Maybe you soon grow ver' tire Mercedes, she marry you?" The infatuated miner shook his head emphatically, and flung out one hand toward her. "No! Oh, you tink so now; you tink so ver' mooch now, but eet better ve vait an' see. I know de men an' de vay dey forget after vile.
"Consumption is bad, ver' bad for Canadians," said Jacques, a half-hour later, picking his words with care. Ray grinned, but made no reply. "Night air is good; but Ah don' lak dese dese beeg microbes eet bring in." By Franklin W. Calkins A pet grizzly bear had been for a number of years a feature at Hartranft's.
"I shall nefer cease to atmire monsieur. Perhaps," he suggested timidly, "since he hass peen so successful, monsieur may pe tempted to remain permanently. Surely he would pe one great success! In a year two year we would eclipse Ostend monsieur himself hass said eet!" "No," laughed the other, "I don't think I'd care to remain.
"Eet seem terrifying to ze leetle Mam'zelle because she is unused eh? Me! I be terrified at ze beeg city where she come from, p'r'aps. Zey tell Pete 'bout waggings run wizout horses, like stea'mill. Ugh! No wanter see dem. Debbil in 'em," and he laughed, not unpleasantly, making a small joke of the suggestion.
I I " Then his jaw dropped and he lay staring ahead, out to the shadows beneath the pines and the stalwart cross which kept watch there. "You act funny again. You act like you act when I talk about my Julienne. Why you do eet?" Barry Houston did not answer at once. Old scenes were flooding through his brain, old agonies that reflected themselves upon his features, old sorrows, old horrors.
Eet vas nice I fool you so; dat vas vat make de men lofe, ven dey not know everyting. Ven day know dem maybe eet all be over vid. So maybe I show you sometime, maybe not quien sabe?" If her lightly spoken words hurt, he realized the utter futility of striving then to penetrate their deeper meaning.
"P.S. I send by this post a Reverie, called Marianne, which is the best thing I have done, and should be glad if you could induce Brahmson to look at it." A big, sudden blaze, like a jubilant bonfire, shot up in the grate and startled Beethoven into silence. But the canary took it for an extra flood of sunshine, and trilled and demi-semi-quavered like mad. "Sw eet! Sweet!"
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