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"Nobody loves you!" echoed Wade, with an exquisite tone of repudiation. "Strange how people fool themselves! Lass, you're huggin' your troubles too hard. An' you're wrong. Why, everybody loves you! Lem an' Jim why you just brighten the hard world they live in.
'What do you think I see in this very arbour last night? inquired the boy. 'Bless us! What? exclaimed the old lady, alarmed at the solemn manner of the corpulent youth. 'The strange gentleman him as had his arm hurt a-kissin' and huggin' 'Who, Joe? None of the servants, I hope. 'Worser than that, roared the fat boy, in the old lady's ear. 'Not one of my grandda'aters? 'Worser than that.
The first night after the race Mike tuned up his guitar, and later on I heard snatches of the "Spanish Fandango" stealin' up from the river bank. I knew what was on; I knew without lookin' that the old chief's girl was right there beside him, huggin' her knees and listenin' with both ears.
"You saw nothing?" "Not so much as a shadder, sir." "A lost boat, likely ship-wrecked sailors adrift in the fog; perhaps our other quarter-boat. No one hailed them?" "No, sir; I told the men ter keep still till I called you. It might be a cuttin'-out party; this ain't no coast fer any honest sailors ter be huggin' up to, an' I didn't like that feller talkin' Spanish."
Vandecar shuddered and shook his head; but before he could speak Cronk wailed dazedly: "Ye might have come and telled me yerself, ye might a knowed how I wanted ye to!" "I told you that I did come and you were gone," Vandecar answered emphatically. "Ye didn't think how I loved her, how I'd a dreamed of huggin' my own little brat!" Vandecar interrupted again: "I took the baby with me, Lon Cronk."
"I'm huggin' love of sheep none," said the cowboy, "an' my mental picter of the lower regions is a place what smells strong of sheep. But I sure miss my throw on any idee as to how they could do up a forest of big trees." "They do, just the same." "How? Open her up, pard, an' explain. I'm listenin' mighty attentive."
It brings 'em eout jest below the pint. We have got neow to cross over to the pint, huggin' the bank, so the critters shan't see us, and take a shot from there. Git yer piece ready, Captin. Ef there's tew, or more, I'll hev the fust shot and you the second. Don't speak, arter we git on to the pint, the leastest word". "I understand", said John, as he examined his rifle, to see that all was right.
Why," sez he, "if it wuz my Tirzah Ann that them, men wuz a embracin', and huggin', and switchin' her round, as if they didn't have no respect for her at all, why, if it wuz Tirzah Ann, I would tear 'em 'em from lim." And he looked capable on't. And I hurried him away from the seen, for I didn't know what would ensue and foller on, if I let him linger there longer.
But the niggers said, ’It’s Miss Fanny,’ and next I heard ’twas all as still in the room, and marster was huggin’ and kissin’ her and cryin’ over her. Then, when I tried to get nearer and see more, they crowded me into such a little spot that I didn’t breathe again for a week." "Why didn’t you get out of the crowd then?" asked Dilsey. "How could I?" answered Rondeau.
And while the black villain was huggin' himself with delight that all the sufferings, and tortures, and hellish scourgings, and chains, and cells, and darkness, and damp, and cruelty of all shapes, were breakin' down the son of his brother to death the heir that stood between himself and his unlawful title, and his unlawful property instead of that, they were all inflicted upon his own lawfully begotten son, who now lies there dead!"
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