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Updated: June 26, 2025
"Good-evenin', Mrs. Sprowle! I hope I see you well this evenin'. How 's your haalth, Colonel Sprowle?" "Very well, much obleeged to you. Hope you and your good lady are well. Much pleased to see you. Hope you'll enjoy yourselves. We've laid out to have everything in good shape, spared no trouble nor ex" "pence," said Silas Peckham. Mrs.
The three were apparently on intimate terms. "Good-evenin', Grant," said Tom. "Good-evening, Tom." Grant looked at Willis Ford, but the latter's lip curled and he did not speak. Grant, however, bowed and passed on. He was surprised at the intimacy which had grown up between Ford and those two, knowing Ford's spirit of exclusiveness.
"Here's Joseph Atkins and Nahum Beals," Andrew said, in his melancholy voice, all unstirred by the usual warmth of greeting. The two men bowed stiffly. "Good-evenin'," Fanny said, and rose and pushed forward the rocking-chair in which she had been seated to Joseph Atkins, who was a consumptive man with an invalid wife, and worked next Andrew in Lloyd's.
Towards sunset, Mis' Molly took off her apron, put on her slat-bonnet, she was ever the pink of neatness, picked her way across the street, which was muddy from a rain during the day, traversed the foot-bridge that spanned the ditch in front of the cooper shop, and spoke first to the elder of the two men working there. "Good-evenin', Peter."
"Out of respect for Art Maguire we'll go; an' divil another boy in the province we'd pay that respect to; good-evenin', Syl!" "Aisy, boys," said Art, coming to the door, "don't let me frighten you come in I'd be very sorry to be the means of spoilin' sport, although I can't drink myself; that wouldn't be generous come in."
Good-evenin', Isaiah. Good-evenin', Mr. Fuller. Good-evenin', Reuben. No, I'm not goin' thy way, lad. Call o' me to-morrow; I've a thing to speak of. Good-evenin', Miss Ruth." When he had spoken his last good-by he folded his gaunt hands behind him and walked away slowly, his shoulders rounded with an habitual stoop and his eyes upon the ground.
"The Brothers are looking out for themselves these times. The less said about the Brotherhood the better. It's up the spout, do you hear?" The poor fellow shrunk away into his ragged clothes, and went out with a submissive "Good-evenin'." "I'll never found another Brotherhood," Offitt said to himself. "It's more trouble than it brings in." It was now growing dark.
"First off she says good-evenin', too, out of surprise. Then she begun to talk altogether different. She described William and me by sections, goin' into particulars, and nobuddy'd loaned us money on her recommend. I was used to this at home, so I spoke up nice and silent in our defense. There ain't quite so much noise when only one is talkin.
Hilloa, Marley!" "Good-evenin', sir!" said old Marley. They got into the boat, and Ninian rowed them round the white cliff to Boveyhayne beach, where they left the boat and walked up the village street to the lane that led to Boveyhayne Manor. "Henry wants to talk about the world, Ninian!" said Gilbert as they left the beach. "We'd better have a good old gabble after dinner to-night, hadn't we?"
"Good-evenin', mees," he said in his soft, leisurely voice; "good-evenin', señor." When the last ruffle of Miss Starkweather's green "polonay" had disappeared around the corner of the adobe house, the señora drifted slowly across the dooryard in her voluminous pink drapery, and sat down beside her son. There was a thin stratum of curiosity away down in her Latin soul.
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