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Skinny sat there with his head above water making no attempt to move, but when I laughed he looked up indignantly and said, "Blime, mite, you'd cackle if a fellar broke his bleedin' neck," and then while I continued laughing he cursed the Germans with every variety of oath to which he could lay his tongue, vowing what he was going to do to get even, but all the time sitting there in the water.
Torrington made a duet with "My dear fellar!" and "We have already realised that, Mr. Tidd." "So, if there's anything shady in the transaction?" "Nothing." Richard fixed on Cranbourne. "Political?" "No." "You've stirred my curiosity, gentlemen." Mr. Torrington leant forward and laid a hand on his arm, "To this extent we can satisfy it," he said.
To think of a white woman, maybe a girl like Nell Wells, at the mercy of those red devils!" "Young fellar, don't go wrong. I'll allow Injuns is bad enough; but I never hearn tell of one abusin' a white woman, as mayhap you mean. Injuns marry white women sometimes; kill an' scalp 'em often, but that's all. It's men of our own color, renegades like this Girty, as do worse'n murder."
I don't know, Willum goes on to say, `what the son may be, but there's that cousin, Emma Gray, that lives in the house with 'em, she's all right. She's corresponded with me, off an' on, since ever she could write, and my brother bein' something lazy, poor fellar, through havin' too much to do I fancy, got to throw all the letter-writin' on her shoulders.
It's a mighty pert piece of work. I've a mind it's some slick white fellar, with Injuns backin' him." Helen noted, when she was once more indoors, that Colonel Zane's wife appeared worried. Her usual placid expression was gone.
His face flushed, his eyes hardening. "Ay ban Nels Swanson!" he exploded, beating the air with clenched fist. "Ay ban Lutheran! Ay ban shovel-man by Meester Burke. Ay get two tollar saxty cint! Ay not give won tamn for you! Ay lick de fellar vot ask me dot again!" The sheriff stared at him, much as he might have examined a new and peculiar specimen of bug.
"All serene, sir; the whole crew bottled up, and mighty little fight left in them." "The engine room?" "The engineer was a bit ugly, sir, and had to be man-handled proper. He 's lyin' in a coal bunker with a sore head, cussin' blue. But the assistant is a young fellar, an' kin run the engines. I left him in charge with a couple o' lads lookin' after him." "Who has the wheel?" "Somers, sir."
If it had not been that he was riding Curly bareback! They were making fun of him. Tears were not far from his eyes. "Young fellar, I'll bet this nag of yourn can't run fast enough to ketch cold," spoke up another. "I'll bet he kin," added a third. "Pan, do this to them," put in the cowboy who appeared to know him, and suiting act to word he placed his thumb to his nose and twiddled his finger.
It was very new to his impetuous spirit, and very irksome, to lie all day in the house, not daring to move the injured limb, and under the shadow of Zack Bunting's cheerful prediction, that he guessed the young fellar might be a matter o' six or eight months a-lyin' thar, afore such a big cut healed, ef he warn't lamed for life.
Lords, indeed! why, at one of her swarreys I saw one of 'em speak to a dam fiddler a fellar I despise. And they won't come to Russell Square, won't they? Why, I'll lay my life I've got a better glass of wine, and pay a better figure for it, and can show a handsomer service of silver, and can lay a better dinner on my mahogany, than ever they see on theirs the cringing, sneaking, stuck-up fools.
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