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In fact, these suggested one or two little things to me, which might be of interest to you." "Well," said Jethro, "they might, and then again they mightn't. Guess it depends." "Depends!" exclaimed the man of leisure, "depends on what?" "H-how much you know about it." Young Mr. Worthington, instead of being justly indignant, laughed and settled himself comfortably on a pile of bark.
The horse was walking now, and suddenly Jethro Bass faced around, and her heart stood still. "H-how be you, Cynthy?" he asked. "How do you do, Jethro?" A thrush in the woods began to sing a hymn, and they listened. After that a silence, save for the notes of answering birds quickened by the song, the minister's horse nibbling at the bushes.
It took a long time; and Selwyn sat silent and motionless, his whole arm numb from its position and Gerald's crushing grasp. And at last, seeing that was the moment to speak: "Now let's fix up this matter, Gerald. Come on!" "Good heavens! h-how can it be f-fixed " "I'll tell you when you tell me. It's a money difficulty, I suppose; isn't it?" "Yes." "Cards?" "P-partly." "Oh, a note?
"Oh, yes," answered Cynthia, forgetting her own grievance at the recollection; "only it didn't seem nearly that long." "W-want to know!" exclaimed Jethro, in astonishment, putting down his paper. "H-how did it happen?" "Come right up and spoke to us," said Ephraim, in a tone he might have used to describe a miracle, "jest as if he was common folk. Never had a more sociable talk with anybody.
The lady turned, gave a gasp of amazement at the figure confronting her, and proceeded to annihilate it with an eye that few women possess. "H-how do, Ma'am," he said. Had he known anything about the appearance of women in general, he might have realized that he had struck a tartar. This lady was at least sixty-five, and probably unmarried.
I didn't quite catch it." "No! It sort er st-stuck on the way; 'h-help me' is pretty hard to say sometimes. I t-t-tell you, b-boys, there was millions of 'em, an-and I guess I shot a barrel full. When I saw that b-big flight coming, I wished you were here, and then I was g-glad you were not. For I w-wanted to see h-how many I should get.
The lady turned, gave a gasp of amazement at the figure confronting her, and proceeded to annihilate it with an eye that few women possess. "H-how do, Ma'am," he said. Had he known anything about the appearance of women in general, he might have realized that he had struck a tartar. This lady was at least sixty-five, and probably unmarried.
Thirty was nearer the price, but what did it matter. "H-how much for that?" he said, pointing to another. The clerk told him. He inquired about them all, deliberately repeating the sums, considering with so well-feigned an air of a purchaser that Mr. Wetherell began to take a real joy in the situation. For trade was slack in August, and diversion scarce.
He carried his big head bent forward, a little to one aide, and was not, at first sight, a prepossessing-looking person. As our story largely concerns him and we must get started somehow, it may as well be to fix a little attention on him. "Heigho!" said Jock, rubbing his hands on his leather apron. "H-how be you, Jock?" said Jethro, stopping.
The child came at his voice, and stood looking up at him silently. "H-how old be you, Cynthy?" "Nine," answered Cynthia, promptly. "L-like the country, Cynthy like the country better than the city?" "Oh, yes," said Cynthia. "And country folks? L like country folks better than city folks?" "I didn't know many city folks," said Cynthia.
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