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"Velly stiff; velly hungly," he said. "I wasn't speaking to you," I cried angrily; for my temper seemed to have suddenly grown painfully acid, and a titter rose from among the men. "No, Mr Herrick, scarcely at all. The bullet struck my cap-band, just above my temple, and glanced off. I can think more clearly now. How many men are hurt in this boat?"
"Mass' George hungly?" said a familiar voice; and there was Pomp's contented face before me, as he came up hugging to him some slices of bread. "No," I said, ill-humouredly, "I can't eat; my leg hurts me so." "Pomp can," he said; "and him hand hurt too. Missie Morgan want to see Mass' George."
Babbies hungly an' got no eats. Babbies starve." The bear was taken to a place under the trees back of the Cookee's cabin, and Mike filled his belt with ammunition and saw to it that his rifle was in perfect order, for he might meet with opposition from some hungry animals on his way to find the cave.
Now get some breakfast and stretch out in the shade of the chuck wagon. There's nothing to be done right away. Hop Loy, get 'em something to eat!" "Slure I glet bleckflast!" exclaimed the happy-faced Celestial. "Plenty hungly Mlister Dave?" he asked cheerfully. "Yes, plenty hungry," Dave assented. While he, Pocus Pete and Mr. Bellmore rested after the meal Mr.
He shaded his eyes with a brown, powerful hand, gazed for an instant toward the approaching cloud of animated and vociferous dust and, turning to a smiling Chinese who stood near, with a pot in his hand, remarked in a slow, musical drawl: "Well Hop Loy, here they are, rip-roarin' an' snortin' from th' round-up!" "Alle samee hungly, too," observed the Celestial with unctious blandness.
"I'm afraid there is nothing to give you," I said. "What? No go eat all dat and hab not bit for poor Pomp! Oh!" He swung himself round, threw himself down on his face, and groaned. Hannibal said a few words in a deep stern voice, and the boy moaned out "But poor Pomp so dreffle hungly."
"Don't Mass' George flog lil nigger for get in pashum. Pomp so dreffle hungly." "Oh, I'm not cross," I said, good-temperedly. "And Mass' George not flog poor lil nigger?" "I will if you ever say so again," I cried. "Oh!" "When were you ever flogged? Did I ever flog you?" "No, Mass' George." "Then why did you say that?" "Mass' George often look going flog lil nigger."
'In eating, or dlinking, or lunning, or talking. 'Talking to yourself? 'Not myself. 'To whom, then? 'To the one who told me when I was hungly, and put the dates to satisfy my hunger. 'I see. Don't wriggle about in that way, or you will never catch any fish. The maxim of angling is: "Study to be quiet"
"Pomp quite well 'gain." "Want something to eat?" I said, smiling. "Yes, Mass' George. Pomp dreffle hungly now." "Oh well, we'll soon settle that," I said; and I looked round for the food, much of which was then lying under the big cypress, close to the heap of ashes I had once called home. "I'm afraid there is nothing left, Pomp," I said, apologetically. "Eh?"
Dat two Mass' George, and on'y one for Pomp, an' I so dreffle hungly, I mose eat bit a 'gator." "There'll be plenty," I said. "I shall only eat one." "Eh? Mass' George on'y eat one duck-bird?" "That's all." "Mass' George sure?" "Yes. Let's cook them." "But is Mass' George quite sure?" "Yes yes yes!" "Oh! Den Mass' George hab dis bewfler one wid um green head. Dat's biggess and bess."
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