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"Oh, not as an office, I hope?" "Worse! The worse that can be! They 'ave stop' five prisoner' from the boat and put them yondeh. Since an hour Col-on-el Grinleaf he tol' me that and she's ad the bottom, that Flora! Bicause " The speaker gazed. Anna was all joy. "Because what?" demanded Anna, "because Hil ?" "Yaas! bicause he's one of them! Ringgleadeh!
"Then we shall have to remain estranged," said Hilary as he stood by the open window refolding the letter and thinking of his position. "Hil! Hil!" came from below. "Ahoy!" he answered. "Well, little lady?" and he leaned out. "Isn't it a beautiful morning, Hil," said Adela, looking up. "Lovely." "Why don't you come down and have a run with me in the woods?"
I had some grog last night, but then grog, d'y'see, is is a seaman's native element, as the newspapers say, though I never read 'em now, it's such a plague." He lay quiet for a short time, considering in his own mind what was best to he done, and what was the proper course to pursue, and why he should dream. "Hilloa, hilloa, hil loa!
And to the yondir hil I gan her Bide, Alas! and there I toke of her my leve And yond I saw her to her fathir ride; For sorow of whiche mine hert shall to-cleve; And hithir home I came whan it was eve, And here I dwel, out-cast from ally joie, And steal, til I maie sene her efte in Troie.
He put his hand on the woodwork, as if it might have been the shoulder of a friend, and looked up understandingly in its face. "Well, here we be," said he. "You'd ha' hil' out till mornin', though."
"Well, I'll give her a chance to show it," he thought; and, leaning out a little more he said lightly, "Well, Addy, are you any the worse for your dip?" "Oh, Hil!" she exclaimed looking up, "are you there?" "Yes, and locked up safely. I say, your people are behaving very badly to me." "Oh, Hil," cried the girl with the tears in her eyes, "I am so sorry.
"Nancy's pretty low," said Hiram, drawing his mitten over the hand that had been used to iron out his smile, and giving critical attention to the colt's off hind-leg. "She hil' her own all winter, but now, come spring, she's breakin' up mighty fast. They don't cal'late she'll live more'n a day or two." "Her poor husband! How will he get along without her!" Hiram turned upon me with vehemence.
"For one reason, because I am locked up," said Hilary. "For another, because I have not made my hands and face acquainted with soap and water since I was aboard the cutter; my hair is full of bits of straw and dead leaves, and my clothes are soaked and shrunken, and muddied and torn. Altogether, I am not fit to be seen." "Well, but Hil, dear, why don't you wash yourself?"
Her baby was born out in the medder, an' died the next day; an' she got up out of her sickbed at the Poorhouse, an' come totterin' up here, to ask if there was any use in her sayin', 'Lord, be merciful to me, a sinner! An' your mother took her in, an' laid her down on this very bed, an' she died here. An' your mother hil' her in her arms when she died. You ask her if she didn't!"
Why do you hang back? Why, Hil, my boy, you have not grown bashful?" "You love the young Pre I mean Charles Stuart," said Hilary quietly, as he still held his old friend's hand. "Love, my boy? Yes, Heaven bless him! And so will you when you meet him. He will take to you with your frank young sailor face, Hilary." "No, Sir Henry," Hilary replied sadly.
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