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"Did you see her, Seraph?" The Seraph was sitting on the floor, his head on his knees. He raised a tear-flushed face. "I'm 'most too cwushed to wemember," he said, huskily. "But I fink Lucy was fat. It's a vewy bad fing to be fat, 'cos the cane hurts worser."
I told her she was not any such fing 'cause Nannie's my nurse, isn't she?" "Of course she is, darling," Miss Carter assured him. Don looked about him and smiled suddenly at Phyllis. "You're my girl," he said, dimpling, "and that's your twin." Phyllis was on her knees beside him in a minute, and he rumpled her hair contentedly until Annie ushered in Mrs. Vincent and Mr. Keith, all out of breath.
"It's a vewy bad fing to be boiled in oil," reiterated The Seraph suavely, "thirty-nine of 'em there was for the captain was stabbed alweady boilin' away in oil. Their ears was full of it." Mrs. Handsomebody gripped the arms of her chair, and leaned towards him. "Alexander, I have never known a child of such tender years to possess so unquenchable a lust for frightfulness.
Fajemmia is the most powerful chief of Konkodoo, and holds under his subjection all the country from Toombin to the Ba Fing. The customs paid by travellers being always in proportion to the power and mischievous disposition of the chiefs; those paid at Fajemmia are of course very high. I paid as follows: Bars Amber 15 Beads 50 Scarlet 20 Amber 35 Amber 14 Barraloolo 15 149 bars;
"Sorjint?" he broke in mincingly "c'n I fall out an' tork t' me sister? garn, Reddy! wipe orf yer chin! . . . though if I did 'appen t' 'ave a sister she might s'y th' sime fing abaht me, now, as she might s'y abaht you to a lydy-fren' o' 'er's, p'raps. . . ." "Say what?" demanded George incautiously.
We three were seated on three stiff-backed chairs, our backs to the wall. Angel and I told her as much as was good for her to know of the adventure. The Seraph felt that he was being ignored, so when a pause came, he remarked in that throaty little voice of his: "It's a vewy bad fing to be boiled in oil." "What's that?" snapped Mrs. Handsomebody. "Say that again!"
Then he hissed some more, though the loss of his front teeth interfered with the effort. Then he said "fing." "I know what he means," interposed the Russian. "I know that steamer, for she came in at Cedar Keys when I was there. He means the Sphinx." "Dat's it, Massa Ossifer!" exclaimed Job, apparently delighted to find that he had made himself understood. "Has she any big guns?"
Dorry hung his on one side of the fireplace, and John hers exactly opposite. Clover and Phil suspended theirs side by side, on two handles of the bureau. "I'm going to put mine here, close to Katy, so that she can see it the first fing in the mornin'," said Elsie, pinning hers to the bed-post.
"Won't dwandma be glad to get some nice sugar plums? I wis I tood det froo dis fence." Through she got, with much squeezing and rending. Tot eyed her torn pinafore, ruefully. "I wis' 'ittle dirl's aprons wouldn't teep tearing on every single fing." "'Pears to me," doubtfully, putting one little foot down on the soft marshy ground, "it is wather wet." Rather wet? Yes, Totchen, very wet.
The natives dived and recovered two of the muskets, and Cartwright's body; they put the body in the canoe and brought it over. I used the means recommended by the Humane Society, but in vain. We buried him in the evening on the bank of the river. The Ba fing is here a large river quite navigable; it is swelled at this time about two feet, and flows at the rate of three knots per hour.
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