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"Oh, would he?" cried Rosemary, a bright colour flaming on her little soft cheeks. "Yes; and what's more," went on her hostess, warming to the subject, "you'd know 'im, the hinstant you clapped heyes on his fice, by 'eaven-sent hinstinct." "What's 'eaven-sent-hinstinct?" demanded Rosemary. "The feelin' you 'ave in your 'eart for a father, wot's planted there by Providence," explained Jane.
"Has lovely a gal to my way of thinking as my heyes ever rested on; and I'm not haccounted a bad judge of such cattle, I can tell you, Sir Thomas." "That will do, that will do," said Sir Thomas, attempting to rise, but still holding on by the back of his chair. "You can go now, sir; I cannot hear more from you." "Go!" "Yes, sir; go." "I know a trick worth two of that, Sir Thomas.
She's as sweet and lovely a girl as ever my two heyes looked on. I never saw nothink like 'er golden 'air it's quite 'eavenly, ma'am, if I may use the hexpression." "Oh! she is a girl then? ah! I thought so," said Miss Peppy, with a sigh of resignation, as if the fact were a perplexity too deep for investigation, at least at that time.
"Friend!" exclaimed the cobbler, "to which I says Hookey Walker, sir! 'Andsome gells don't want friends o' your kind. Besides, she ain't here you can see that for yourself. Your heyes 'as been a-deceiving of you, try next door." "But I must see her," said Barnabas, "I wish to help her, I have good news for her " "Noos?" said the cobbler, "Oh? Ah!
"Oh, would he?" cried Rosemary, a bright colour flaming on her little soft cheeks. "Yes; and what's more," went on her hostess, warming to the subject, "you'd know 'im, the hinstant you clapped heyes on his fice, by 'eaven-sent hinstinct." "What's 'eaven-sent hinstinct?" demanded Rosemary. "The feelin' you 'ave in your 'eart for a father, wot's planted there by Providence," explained Jane.
Doan' 'at nonpulse 'e? Coomh!" "It does, indeed! You did n't put him on the horses?" "Noa, s'elp me bob. Neveh clapped heyes honter 'im, not t' Oi seed 'im hahteh my 'osses, a-yaadin' of 'em f'r me. At 's w'y Oi calls 'm 'Jack'." "I see!" said I admiringly. Which, the censorious reader will not fail to notice, marked a slight deflection from my moral code. "And he stayed with you, sir?"
"I'll have my supper with you," said she. "Come, Jenny, I'm cook; and you make the kitchen as a body could eat off it, for I expect vicitors." "La, ma'am," said the mite; "he can't get out of the chimbly to visit hus through the street door." "No, girl," said Nancy. "But he can send a hambassador; so Show her heyes and plague her art, as the play says, for of all the dirty kitchens give me hers.
At this moment my opponent rapped himself soundly upon the chest and nodded fiercely; quoth he: "I'm a-goin' t' gi'e ye two more black heyes to start wi', and 'aving draw'd your claret an' knocked out a tusk or so, I'll finish the job by leatherin' ye wi' one o' my best leather belts wi' a fine, steel buckle made in Brum "
"'Tall and dark, he replied 'with 'air that seems tryin' to reach 'er lips to kiss 'em, and heyes, light blue, like a Cambridge necktie. A 'undred and seventy-three was the number. "'That's right, I said; 'my dear Smith, this is becoming complicated. You've met the lady and talked to her for half an hour as Smythe, don't you remember?
With his eyes on mine, he touched a lever in negligent fashion, whereon silently the great breech slipped away with a hiss and whistle of air, and with his gaze always fixed he suggested I might glance down the bore. Obediently I stooped, whereon he spake on this wise: "If you cast your heyes to the right abaft the breech you'll observe slight darkening of riflin's.
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