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I sot up till the clock was gone twelve last night, a-lookin' at 'em, I did, till they stared at me out o' the picturs as if they'd know when I spoke to 'em. But, lors! I shouldn't know what to say to 'em. They'll be more fittin' company for you, Miss; and the man at the book-stall, he said they banged iverything for picturs; he said they was a fust-rate article."
Don't less us run so fur from home dis lonesome, wicked, onlawful hour o' de night!" whimpered the distressed little darkey, fearing that her mistress was certainly crazed. "Now, then, what are you afraid of?" asked Capitola, seeing her hold back. "Lors, miss, you knows eberybody knows Brack Dunnel!"
"He's rare company, Mumps is; he knows iverything, an' makes no bother about it. If I tell him, he'll lie before you an' watch you, as still, just as he watches my pack. You'd better let me leave him a bit; he'll get fond on you. Lors, it's a fine thing to hev a dumb brute fond on you; it'll stick to you, an' make no jaw." "Yes, do leave him, please," said Maggie.
Do not carry a morsel to your mouth, knife in hand, like the rustics. 96th. Chapter viii. 21. Il est messeant de se baisser beaucoup sur son escuelle ou sur la viande, c'est assez de s'encliner vn peu lors que l'on porte le morceau trempé
I says, 'You should ha' sent me to school a bit more, I says, 'an' then I could ha' read i' the books like fun, an' kep' my head cool an' empty. Lors, she's fine an' comfor'ble now, my old mother is; she ates her baked meat an' taters as often as she likes. For I'm gettin' so full o' money, I must hev a wife to spend it for me. But it's botherin, a wife is, and Mumps mightn't like her."
"Jest make yerselves ter home hyere ternight, an' in the mornin' I'll put yer on the right road to A . Lors, but yer must a-had a march! Been purty much all over the woods, I reckon. Mirandy!" he continued, calling to some one inside the cabin. "Mirandy!" "I'm a-heedin', Josh. What's the matter?" inquired a scrawny, sandy-haired woman, coming to the door, with her arms akimbo.
Lors knows ef I don't fetch up a whole heap o' wittels ebery night for Miss Caterpillar from dis time forred, so I will 'deed me!" So they went on through the long passages and empty rooms. Capitola carefully locking every door behind her until she got down-stairs into the great hall.
Indeed? I should say, pardon me, Mr. Raleigh, that your portion of the next mail met with some accident. Your servants could not explain it?" "There is Capua, who was major-domo. We can inquire," said Mr. Raleigh, with a smile, rising and ringing for that functionary. On Capua's appearance, the question was asked, if he had ever secretly detained letter or paper of any kind. "Lors, massa!
Why HAM I always thinking about that gal? Sasiety is sasiety, it's lors is irresistabl. Has a man of rank I can't marry a serving-made. What would Cinqbar and Ballybunnion say? "P.S. I don't like the way that Cinqbars has of borroing money, & halways making me pay the bill.
Lors, it's took me a deal o' study to know the vally o' such articles; when I begun to carry a pack, I was as ignirant as a pig; net or calico was all the same to me. I thought them things the most vally as was the thickest. I was took in dreadful, for I'm a straightforrard chap, up to no tricks, mum. I can only say my nose is my own, for if I went beyond, I should lose myself pretty quick.
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