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"Well, I don't say it was them werry words, but what they says meant it, and here you will come bringing your fun, as you calls it, on deck, and hurtin' your pretty little sister; and you calls yourself a man." "I don't," said the boy. "I said I'd try and act like a man." "Then why don't yer hack like a man?" cried the sailor.

After a time the wind veered around a little more to the east an' then it sucked up through the cut an' I began to freeze. I didn't care a great deal 'cause it stopped the horrid hurtin' in my leg; but the dead pony began to cool, an' I knew it was only a question o' minutes. Finally I awoke the kid. "Where is your gun, kid?" I sez.

A man who knows how can jump a tooth without it hurtin' half as bad as pullin'. But old Uncle Neddy Cyarter went to jump one of his own teeth out, one time, and missed the nail and mashed his nose with the hammer. He had the weak trembles." "I have heard of tooth-jumping," said I, "and reported it to dentists back home, but they laughed at me." "Well, they needn't laugh; for it's so.

Good thing she thinks she's got money of her own and that that money is payin' her schoolin' bills. She'd be frettin' all the time about the expense if 'twa'n't for that. You and I must pretend everything's lovely and the goose hangin' high when she's around. And we mustn't let Isaiah drop any hints." "No. Isaiah has asked me two or three times lately if the new stores was hurtin' our trade.

I've heard it called Christian fortitude, an' I've heard it called Injun stoickcism, an' I've heard it called bulldog grit; but it's a handy thing to have, no matter what it is. I mean the thing that keeps a feller good company when the' 's a hurtin' in his heart that he never quite forgets.

You are the first man that ever wallowed a Lundsford and lived, and the novelty of the thing sorter appeals to me. You know that I'm not afraid of the devil, and keep your mouth shut about this affair, and we'll let it drap. And he meant just what he said, and I did keep my mouth shut, not because I was afraid of his hurtin' me, but because I was sorry to humiliate him.

Will you tell me, Davy Roth, an you can," he demanded, now possessed of the last flicker of strength, "how I could be wicked without hurtin' some poor man? Ecod! I'm woeful blind." He dropped my hand suddenly: forgetting me utterly. His hands sought the twins waving helplessly: and were caught. Whereupon the father sighed and smiled. "Dear lads!" he whispered.

Garstin.... It's no one, she protested weakly. The white, twisted look on his face frightened her. 'My God! he burst out, gripping her wrist, 'an' a proper soft fool ye've made o' me. Who is't, I tell ye? Who's t' man? 'Ye're hurtin' me. Let me go. I canna tell ye. 'And ye're fond o' him? 'No, no. He's a wicked, sinful man. I pray God I may never set eyes on him again. I told him so.

"I don't need to walk off the Town Quay for that." "Ah, an' I daresay it came into your head that if you had the orderin' of Bussa you wouldn' be long about it? The town'll think it, anyway. We're a small popilation in Troy, all tied up in neighbourly feelin's an' hangin' together till as the sayin' is you can't touch a cobweb without hurtin' a rafter.

"Some of you all shake down the stove an' pull the door to fer me. I am jes' that skeered of hurtin' Mrs. Eichorn's veil I'm 'fraid to turn my head," Mrs. Wiggs said nervously, as she stepped off the porch. The little procession had left the railroad tracks far behind, when Mrs. Wiggs stopped suddenly. "Fer the land's sakes alive! Do you know what we 've gone an' done?

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