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"Bill, this is a-growing on you," Brick expostulated. "I like the young chap first rate. He's open and free. Bill, you are hampering, at times. I would go to my dugout if I was you, and cool my head." "Your head'll be hot enough," growled Bill, "when this has gone too far." Lahoma opened her eyes wide. "What do you mean?" she demanded, sincerely perplexed.
"Yeh've been grazed by a ball. It's raised a queer lump jest as if some feller had lammed yeh on th' head with a club. It stopped a-bleedin' long time ago. Th' most about it is that in th' mornin' yeh'll fell that a number ten hat wouldn't fit yeh. An' your head'll be all het up an' feel as dry as burnt pork. An' yeh may git a lot 'a other sicknesses, too, by mornin'. Yeh can't never tell.
She looked up at Sally, and her face was the anxious face of a monkey, or of a sick beast that is being tended. Now that she had been comforted about Sally she had nothing left to say. She made a last feeble effort. "I don't want to move. Mrs. Roberson...." "Fiddlesticks!" "My 'ead!" "Your head'll get better if you keep quiet and have real coal and a bath or two."
It makes me so mad to see any feller afraid dat I let out on him, and he took himself off in a mighty big hurry." "Have you lost much of your wool?" "Two or free hands full; dat's all. 'Bout all growed in ag'in; but I ca'culate dat de next dat gits his hand in my head'll get it in a steel-trap. If I gits my grinder on 'im he'll see," said Zeb, with a meaning shake of his head.
"Little too dark to get a good look at her, but wait till she flashes across you in broad daylight some time. She'll make you forget all those Fifth Avenue skirts so quick your head'll swim." "Is THAT so?" retorted Courtney, allowing rancour to get the better of fairness. Down in his heart he had said that Alix Crown was the loveliest girl he had ever seen. "What do you know about Fifth Avenue?"
"You're ugly when you're dead," she said in deliberate tones. And she pressed her cheeks, enlarging her eyes and pushing down her jaw, in order to see how she would look. Thus disfigured, she turned toward the count. "Do look! My head'll be quite small, it will!" At this he grew vexed. "You're mad; come to bed!"
I took the heads off them all when they came back without the tidings for which they went, and I'm greatly in dread that your head'll be on the twelfth spike, for I'll do the same to you that I did to the eleven kings' sons unless you tell what put a stop to the laughing of the Gruagach."
"You came into the army to do just as I tell you, and you'll do it. Silence in the ranks," commanded Si. "Humphreys, stand next to Mackall. Scruggs, stand behind Humphreys." "Why do you put one man behind another?" queried Monty Scruggs. "I don't think that's right. Jim's big head'll be forever in my way, so's I can't see anything. Why don't you put us out in one line, like a class in school?
How many of ye do you s'pose will come back?" She shook off those near her who tried to pull her down into her seat. "Last year they lost a hundred an' five out o' Gloucester, an' every year they make widders by the dozen. If it was set in India's coral strand ye'd know it was a fishin' town by its widders; an' Freekirk Head'll be just like it.
"Well, when I go for a 'spin, as he calls it, with him, I cal'late my head'll be spinnin' so I won't be responsible for my actions. Whew!" Sylvester looked curiously at him. "So you met him before?" he asked. "Yes. He was at the rooms when I fust landed. Or his mother was there then. He came a little later with Caroline and Stephen." "I see." "Yes. Know him and his ma pretty well, do you?"
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