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He therefore determined to make his escape on the first opportunity. Having lived so well on our island, he determined to hide himself on landing on this one, preferring to live a life of solitude to the society of heathen savages. "Now, Massa Walter, I no care. Oliver always say One above look after poor people who lub him, and now I know he does."
He could see their black triangular fins, and note the lurid gleaming of their eyeballs, as they rolled in their sunken sockets. It was a sight to terrify the stoutest heart; and that of Snowball did not escape being terrified. "Hole on, Massa Brace!" he instinctively shouted. "Hole on, for de lub o' God! Doan't leab me slip an inch, or dese dam brute sure cotch hold ob me!
I bery fond ob him because I had been wid him so much, but I often shake my head when I tink de time come dat he be massa ob de plantation. It was not dat his nature was bad; he get in rage sometime, but dat all ober in no time, but he lub pleasure too much; go to de races and 'top at de town weeks together, and play too much wid de cards.
People strive, turn each other out, prostitute themselves, kill each other, and get used to it!" And Grantaire, after this fit of eloquence, had a fit of coughing, which was well earned. "A propos of revolution," said Joly, "it is decidedly abberent that Barius is in lub." "Does any one know with whom?" demanded Laigle. "Do." "No?" "Do! I tell you." "Marius' love affairs!" exclaimed Grantaire.
"Dat sure is a ghost," whispered Dinah to Martha in the hall above. "Ghosts always lub music," and her funny big eyes rolled around in that queer way colored people have of expressing themselves. "Ghosts nothin'," replied Martha indignantly. "I dusted every key of the piano to-day, and I guess I could smell a ghost about as quick as anybody."
More than once he had seen those of his own color whipped on the plantation. Unconsciously, he glided into the language which he would have used there. "Don't whip me, Massa John," he whimpered in terror. "For the lub of Heaven, lef me be. I ain't done noffin' to you." "You'd better have thought of that before," said John, his eyes blazing anew with vengeful light.
God er mighty gwinter pay yunna well fer yer work, Kurnel, an' de gost er dem po' murdered creeters gwine ter haunt yo' in yer sleep. God don' lub ugly, an' yunna can't prosper." The old man concluded with a low bow, strode out, and left the Mayor alone with his thoughts. Teck Pervis, the Leader. "Come, stan' back, men! I led you uns this fer, an' kin lead you through.
This may be thought an odd comparison to cross a drowsy imagination, but it was one Marble often made; and if eating the fruit, morning, noon and night, will vindicate its justice, the mate stood exonerated from everything like exaggeration. "Ebbry body lub Masser Mile," said the warm-hearted Neb, or I thought he so said.
"I incline to the same course," said Mark, "for my well, I won't say who, is awaiting me there also." "Unless she's falled in lub wid some one else, tinkin' you was dead, massa, you know," suggested Ebony.
"Out with it, Bill; your face shines beautifully this morning." "I take de shine out of you, Massa Dick; now you listen: "Now your fader is asleep, maid, listen unto me; Will you follow in my trail to Ken-tuck-y? For cross de Alleghany to-morrow I must go, To chase de bounding deer on de O-hi-o. "And will you lub me truly, and kind to me will be, If I quit my fader's roof for Ken-tuck-y?
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