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"I'm bigger and I can travel faster if you're not comin'. 'Twould be wrong to leave Peter here alone." "I'm goin!" repeated Jamie stubbornly. "Won't you be stayin' with me?" pleaded Peter. "I I'm afeared to stay here alone with those two men like to come in on me." "I'll stay," Jamie consented. A blast of wind shook the cabin. "I'm fearin' you can't do it, Andy!
"Whether or no, I'll see your faither 'fore night and have a plain answer. I'm a straight, square man, so's the miller." "You'll speed poorly, I'm fearin', but 't is a honest thing; and I'll tell faither you 'm all the world to me. He doan't seem to knaw what it is for a gal to be nineteen year old somehow." Solemnly Will rose, almost overweighted with the consciousness of what lay before him.
"Is that gun-man goin' to be the hero in your story, ma'am?" he asked quietly. "Why, of course." "An' I'm to be him?" She gave him a defiant glance, though she blushed immediately. "Why do you ask?" she questioned in reply. "You need have no fear that I will compel my hero to do anything dishonorable." "I ain't fearin' anything," he returned. "But I'd like to know how you come to think of that.
'Laddie, he exclaimed earnestly as I concluded 'ye hae dune well to come to me. Puir Tom Macalister was just as decent, straight-leevin' a Christian man as could be found i' braid Scotland. There's somethin' gey wrang wi' your uncle, I'm fearin' sadly. I'll no let any one blacken the memory o' Thomas Macalister.
"I'm rememberin'," broke in Jamie, "that the men were talkin' o' somethin' they were takin' from the ship, and fearin' the lumber boss would find out about un. 'Twere the money they means." There was a howl of arriving dogs outside, and Jamie rushed to the door to meet David and Andy and Margaret, and, to his unbounded delight, Thomas and Indian Jake.
"I'll stick to you, whatever you do," said Charley. "You lads can't be goin' alone, whatever," objected Mrs. Twig. "I'm goin' to get that silver!" persisted Toby. "Don't be hasty, lads. Ask Amishku what he thinks about un," suggested Mrs. Twig. "I'm fearin' to have you lads go."
How be you fearin'? I aint seen 'e this longful time." "Well, thank you; and as busy as you in my way. I'm going to write a book about the Dartmoor stones." "'S truth! Be you? Who'll read it?" "Don't know yet. And, after all, I have found out little that sharper eyes haven't discovered already. Still, it fills my time. And it is that I'm here about."
"The last idea was that he'd got control of the hoss after passin' the bridge, and had managed to turn him back, for there was marks of buggy wheels on the snow on the far side, and that fearin' to trust the hoss or the bridge he tried to lead him over when the bridge gave way, and he was caught in the wreck and carried off down stream.
Just as he, in his boat, was leavin' the Spunk for the Devastation, Pluck bellowed out, fearin' he'd forget it, 'Keep a straight course, north-east about two points east! about two points east! and yer sure to come upon him. The last thing Pluck saw of the Devastation, she was heading for the supposed spot, steering away, drivin' all the fish into the middle of the Atlantic, and expecting to find the Starlight where Pluck said she was.
"I reckon it's what you called young Dorn's desert of wheat." "Oh, what a pity!... Have you had word?" "Nothin' but rumors yet. But I'm fearin' the worst an' I'm sorry for our young friend." A sharp pain shot through Lenore's breast, leaving behind an ache. "It will ruin him!" she whispered.
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