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'What is your name? and where do you live? But as I lifted him up he uttered a sharp cry. 'My foots is hurted; I tumbled down, and I've losted my boot. I saw that this was indeed the case; his little foot was cut and bleeding, perhaps from coming in contact with some sharp stone, and I was for a moment at a loss what to do.
"I'm damned if I know, Shea," said Burke, staring ahead, for Kelly had moved. "Keep her goin'," he added, and then he bent over the prostrate foreman. He lifted Kelly's head, and the eyes opened. He raised the head a little higher, and Kelly saw the blood upon his beard, on his coat, on his hands. "Are yez hurted, Kelly?" he asked. "Hurted!
"I will say nothing about it," Ned replied, "but please come on at once, for I am afraid the boy is in terrible pain." Four of the men accompanied Ned back to the rock. "Hullo, Bill! what's happened ee?" his brother asked. "Oi've had a fight and hurted myself, and broke my leg; but it wa'nt that chap's fault; it were a vair voight, and a right good 'un he be. Doan't do nowt to him."
"By gee whiz!" he exclaimed. "Never knew it was so hard to hop aboard one of those things before. Hoboes have it on me all right! My education's been neglected." His solicitous friend, the boy, had come to see if there was anything left of him and said, "Hope you ain't hurted much, Mister? Humph! I could have caught her all right, I bet you! You don't know how.
'Compulsion, I suppose; you mean constraint? suggested Larkin, very curious. 'Well, that may be, Sir, but I amost suspeck she's been hurted somehow.
Don't be frightened, then, dearest it's nothing in life but a fight at a fair. He's but little hurted. Honor. Hurted! and by who? by you, is it? Then all's over. Randal. I expicted as much! But she'll faint! Honor. I won't faint: leave me, Mr. Randal. Randal. Honor. No need. Randal. A cut only. Honor. Bleeding stop it. Randal. Honor. Say what you will, or swear, I don't hear or heed you.
"No no!" hastily answered she, dreading lest they should discover her feelings, as she well knew that many amongst them had revenge to be gratified as well as herself; "I don't repine as regards him, bud bud his daughter poor little Manny the purty goolden-haired child! I wouldn't like any thing 'ud harm her, an' I'm afeard ov her bein' hurted that's all."
An ejaculation of the name of the Lord that brought the neighbor to her door went up, and Mammy caught my hands and wept. "Come in, my Gawd! Mahs William! you ain' hurted, is you?" She pushed a chair to me and took one herself. For a few moments she confined herself to ejaculations of "Well! well! well!" and the name of the Deity.
"Are yez much hurted, d'yez think?" he inquired anxiously. "More scared than hurt, probably." David smiled wanly. "But, just the same, I think you'd better call up a doctor." The doctor did not share David's opinion. He shook his head gravely, looked important and said, "It's lucky I got here so soon." Then he brightened a little. "But it's a lovely clean cut and we'll do what we can."
In the hall the butler was lying prone, stunned by a small statue which had been flung at him by the capricious violence of the explosion. All the mirrors were shivered and most of the pictures were down. At the entrance to the library cook was standing, all of a tremble. The two little Adamses rushed up to him: "Oh Sir Michael! Mummie is dead and Gran'ma is awfully hurted." But Mummie Mrs.
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