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"You'll find him a wery hearty sort of man," said the filer, "if he don't hap to be in drink. He's a little robustious then, but take him all in all for a master, you may go further and fare worse. "What! this monster!" "Lord bless you, it's his way, that's all, we be a queer set here; but he has his pints.
Filer breaking in as if his patience would bear some trying, but this really was carrying matters a little too far. 'I feel I'm intruding, sir, said Toby. 'I I misdoubted it this morning. Oh dear me! The Alderman cut him short by giving him the letter from his pocket. Toby would have got a shilling too; but Mr.
Hiram's frank, open nature tended to breed confidence in the most pessimistic of men; and when he told Filer of the wonderful character of Jerkline Jo and assured him that, despite his past rascality, he would be handsomely rewarded by her, the helpless old man agreed to all that he proposed.
J. H. Buel impeached the testimony of state's witness Judge Bell who had made the claim that a filer at the Clark-Nickerson mill had been assaulted by a member of the I. W. W. Vanderveer asked this witness: "What was the name of the man assaulted?" "Jimmy Cain." "Who did it?" "I did." "Are you an I. W. W.?" "No sir." "Were you ever?" "No sir."
"Father, be still; father, it will come out all right in a moment!" cried Verena, below her breath, panting like an emergent diver. "There's one thing I want to know: are we going to spend half an hour talking over our domestic affairs?" Mr. Filer demanded, wiping his indignant countenance. "Is Miss Tarrant going to lecture, or ain't she going to lecture?
At this instant she looked up to see the bleary old eyes fixed on her intently. "Feeling better, Uncle?" she asked lightly. "I've got some bromo-seltzer. I'll give you a shot; it will liven you up. Don't want to go down and out so early in the evening, old sport!" "Desert girl, huh?" thickly muttered Basil Filer. "Huh I know somethin' 'bout you.
'Why, yes, we're thinking of it, Master, said Richard. 'We're rather in a hurry, you see, in case it should be Put Down first. 'Ah! cried Filer, with a groan. 'Put THAT down indeed, Alderman, and you'll do something. Married!
You was found on the desert, wasn't ye when you's li'l' girl baby girl? I know. Can't fool o' Filer. B'en huntin' you f'r years." He closed his eyes again, and his head sank forward on his breast. Lucy shook him awake and prepared a dose of bromo-seltzer, which he readily drank at her command. "How did you know about me, Uncle?" she asked. "What you said is the truth.
Alderman Cute had gone to Heaven, would Mr. Alderman Cute have pictured her as holding any state or station there? 'And you're making love to her, are you? said Cute to the young smith. 'Yes, returned Richard quickly, for he was nettled by the question. 'And we are going to be married on New Year's Day. 'What do you mean! cried Filer sharply. 'Married!
Now he and Lucy settled down to wait for Hiram's coming and to watch his future movements. Hiram Hooker, knowing well the story of Jerkline Jo's having been found as a baby girl in a deserted camp on the desert, had easily been able to convince old Basil Filer that she was the young woman he had been searching for so long. They had spent half the night in planning in their desert camp.
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