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"To-morrow I'll get a cot for her one of those wicker ones; iron is so expensive. She'll want a pair o' socks too, and by-and-bye she'll 'ave to be shortened." John Storm was thinking of Glory. He seemed to be retreading the steps of her life in London. The dog kept close at his heels. "She'll 'a bin a month away now, a month to-morrow. I wonder if she's grow'd much I wonder!

Here the Frenchman let down his trawl, and fished up, among other curiosities of the deep, the submarine cable! "Behold! fat is dis?" he exclaimed, with glaring eyes, uplifted brows, shoulders shrugged, hands spread out, and fingers expanded. "The sea-sarpint grow'd thin," suggested the Englishman. "Non; c'est seaveed veed de most 'strordinair in de vorld.

Weston, but this must have been from a confusion of mind into which he was thrown, by constantly associating himself with Mr. Weston's coats and pantaloons. He once said to Phillis, "You might know master was a born gentleman by de way his clothes fits. Dey don't hang about him, but dey 'pears as if dey had grow'd about him by degrees; and if you notice, dey fits me in de same way.

Perhaps they've grow'd the sweeter for lying by a bit, like port in the cellars of the Blandamer Arms, though I've heard Dr Ennefer say some of it was turned so like sherry, that no man living couldn't tell the difference." Westray had bowed like loyal subaltern to the verdict of his Chief.

Told me one time: 'I never grow'd a' inch tell I was sixteen 'n' then I shot up like a weed.... Bub, you tell yer Ma if she wants a turkey fer Christmas she better be gittin' her order in right quick." Only six more days till Christmas now only five only four only three only two Christmas Eve.

"Was you born a reddleman?" "No, I took to it. I should be as white as you if I were to give up the trade that is, I should be white in time perhaps six months; not at first, because 'tis grow'd into my skin and won't wash out. Now, you'll never be afraid of a reddleman again, will ye?" "No, never. Willy Orchard said he seed a red ghost here t'other day perhaps that was you?"

"Oh, ah!" chuckled the old man, "your ears is all right, John prize ears, ye might call 'em; I never seed a pair better grow'd never, no!" "A bit large, they may be," growled John, giving a furtive pull to the nearest ambush, "but " "Large as ever was, John!" nodded the Ancient "oncommon large! an', consequent, they ketches a lot too much.

"David!" he whispered, as he touched the gardener on the shoulder "David!" "Arn't better taters grow'd, I say, and Eh? Is he comed?" "No! Listen," said Tom, thinking it as well not to allude to his companion's lapse. "Oh ay, I'm a-listenin', sir, with all my might," whispered the gardener; "but I don't think it's him yet. Wait a bit, and we'll nab him if he don't mind."

"Well, he'll scratch his head and stare at that, for a space. He'll hum and haw a little to get breath, for he never thought of that afore, since he grow'd up; but he's no fool, I can tell you, and he'll out with his mould, run an answer and be ready for you in no time. He'll say, 'They don't require none. Sir. They have no redundant population. They are an outlet themselves.

The captain, pale as Florence, calling her by his childhood's name for her, raised her like a baby, and laid her upon the same old sofa upon which she had slumbered long ago. "It's Heart's Delight!" he exclaimed; "It's the sweet creetur grow'd a woman!"

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