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She rushed to the spot, lit a match, and began to look under her feet. A man lit a match and began to look under his feet. Another man lit a match and began to look under his feet. We all lit matches and began to look under our feet. She shrieked again. "Ma Gud, she's a dyin' woman!" said Scotty. She was not. She had found her passport. The business of waiting was resumed by the rest of us.
"Thar's a trail south o' yere thet leads ter a town called Ottaway, an' thar's another trail north o' yere Injun, I reckon whut runs straight east. Whar we are is plum in atween the two ov 'em, but it looks like it might be gud travelin'. Enyhow, thar ain't no rivers er nuthin' so fer as I see. What's this Ottaway, enyhow?" "There is a small settlement there and a blockhouse.
"Well, m' friend, you can sting me!" he interrupted with condescending jocularity. "My style French does f'r them camels up in Paris all right. ME at Nice, Monte Carlo, Chantilly bow to the p'fess'r; he's RIGHT! But down here I don't seem to be GUD enough f'r these sheep-dogs; anyway they bark different. I'm lukkin' fer a hotel called Les Trois Pigeons."
"I reckon maybe this yere is as gud as eny place fer ter stop," he said rather doubtfully. "Thar ain't noboddy kin see us, nohow, an' thar's a gud spring over yonder. It'll be mighty dark in an hour, an' then we kin go on; only my hoss is about did up. Whut ye say, Cap?" "We are probably as safe here as anywhere in the neighborhood. Let me help you down, Eloise.
"'He'd be mair spairin' o' his offers if he hed four and twenty mile tae look aifter. There's naethin' wrang wi' yir laddie but greed. Gie him a gud dose o' castor-oil and stop his meat for a day, an' he 'ill be a'richt the morn. "'He 'ill not take castor-oil, doctor. We have given up those barbarous medicines. "'Whatna kind o' medicines hae ye noo in the Sooth? "'Well, you see Dr.
"But, my gud sir, they are ver' cheep." By this time the boys had arrived at the landing and still the persistent peddler gave them no rest. He was calling his wares and insisting upon an inspection of them, ignoring the protests of the boys. Finally in despair Fred reached beneath the seat and drew forth one of Sam's artificial legs.
Ye needna be feared, for there's naething shall happen ye but only, in looking after yur gud, I maunna lose sight o' my awn. You shall be ta'en ashore as gently as we can." The wounded man was too feeble to offer any resistance, and Harry, binding up his eyes, wrapped the clothes on the bed around him, and carried him in his arms upon deck.
"A' never saw the marrow o't, Tammas, an' a'll never see the like again; it's a' ower, man, withoot a hitch frae beginnin' tae end, and she's fa'in' asleep as fine as ye like." "Dis he think Annie ... 'ill live?" "Of coorse he dis, and be aboot the hoose inside a month; that's the gud o' bein' a clean-bluided, weel-livin' "
Willoughby replies, ‘There is sutch a laird of Lesterigge as you write of, a vain lose man, a greate favourer of thefes reputed, yet a man of a good clan, as they here tearme it, and a gud felow.’
'Yis, mum,'said the old man, placidly, 'ya might 'a' thowt it. I's reet sorry, but ya caan't help these things sumtimes an' it's naw gud hollerin' ower 'em like a mad bull. Aa tuke yur bit paper to Randall's and aa laft it wi' 'em to mek up, an' than, aa weel, aa went to a frind, an' ee may hev giv' me a glass of yale, aa doon't say ee dud but ee may, I ween't sweer.
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