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"He shall be carried away to the green fields, and we will follow," said Dawn, and stepping to a kindly-looking man in the crowd, she gave him orders to prepare a casket and shroud, and carry the body to the home of the poor woman who stood moaning beside her. "Where shall we take him, Miss?" he said, stepping towards Margaret. "Take him? I-I have no home.
"I'll try to explain what you don't understand," said Cynthia, and her heart gave a bound at the very idea. "Will You?" he said, looking at her eagerly. "Will you? You mean it?" "Certainly," she answered, and blushed, not knowing why. "I-I must be going," and she gathered up the reins. "When will you give it to me?"
"I I got lost; and a man caught my foot, in there!" Moved beyond control by the little gulps and gasps of her breathing, he stepped forward and put his hands on her shoulders. He held her lightly, without speaking, terrified lest he should wound her pride. "I-I got in there," she gasped, "and the trees and I stumbled over a roan asleep, and he " "Yes, Yes, I know," he murmured, as if to a child.
I-I was always satisfied with my Red Brook Seedlings, Sam. But I never raised any more n-never raised any more." Uproarious laughter greeted the end of this story, and continued in fits as some humorous point recurred to one or the other of the listeners.
"It is not possible for me to judge of his merits," said I, "as I am entirely a stranger to him." "But what do you think of him, Miss?" "Why, really, I-I don't know." "But do you think him handsome? Some people reckon him to have a good pretty person;-but I'm sure, for my part, I think he's monstrous ugly:-don't you, Miss?" "I am no judge,-but I think his person is very-very well."
I know I took you by surprise.... Let me have time and the chance to make you love me to let you get used to the idea of my loving you. But try not to be long. I'm impatient you don't know how impatient...." "I-I sha'n't be long," she said. "You mustn't build too many hopes...." He laughed. She had never heard him laugh with such lightness, with such a note of soul-gladness, before.
I-I shall respect you all my life, Nastasia Philipovna," concluded the prince, as though suddenly recollecting himself, and blushing to think of the sort of company before whom he had said all this. Ptitsin bowed his head and looked at the ground, overcome by a mixture of feelings. Totski muttered to himself: "He may be an idiot, but he knows that flattery is the best road to success here."
"Nothing nothing at all. A momentary pain. Don't mind me. Don't mind me," he mumbled. "I have them often. I think it's my heart. What were you saying, Graydon? Oh, yes, the pardon. I-I hope you'll mention me in writing to your father. Tell him I hope to to see him if he comes to New York." "I don't believe he likes you, Elias," said Graydon, half jestingly.
With downcast face he eyed a crack in the floor near the teacher's desk while his right hand rested tremblingly against his flushed forehead. "Willie, what makes you tremble so?" asked the teacher in a gruff voice. "I-I'm sick," came the feeble reply. "Why did you miss school yesterday?" he repeated sternly. "I-I fell into the creek on my way to school and got my feet wet."
He rolled out the last word in a long-drawn quaver which gave it a horrid sound especially in the woods, after dark. And Turkey Proudfoot felt chills a-running up and down his back. "A-ahem! You-you needn't bother to come over here," he stammered. "I-I shouldn't like to peck you. You-er-you seem to be a very pleasant sort of person." "Well, I'm not!" Simon Screecher informed him.
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