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"Deary me, m'm," responded the ingenuous Harris, "I didn't see him, not more than any of the others; he just comed to t' window of t' servants' hall, as we were having our breakfasts, and he told us all at once. He was that full of it, was John!" Rachel asked no more questions; but she was not altogether sorry that the matter had already become one of common gossip throughout the house.
"Father 'd have cowhided me anyway, I guess," he added, meditatively. "Do you call him father?" "Ah, father's at Laramie," said Billy, with disgust. "He'd not stop for your asking. Lin don't bother me much." "You quit talking and step up there!" ordered his guardian. "Well, m'm, I guess yu' can sleep good now in there." "If it was only an 'L. and N. I'd not have a thing against it!
And while she stood laughing at him with robust irony, poor Lin began to stammer that he meant no offence. "Why, to be sure you didn't!" said she. "But I do enjoy you real thoroughly." "Well, m'm," protested the wincing cow-puncher, driven back to addressing her as "ma'am," "we ain't used " "Don't tangle yourself up worse, Mr. McLean. No more am I 'used. I have never slept in an empty in my life.
He'll be a great breaker, I'm thinkin'. Ay! he'll be a great responsibeelity to ye, like. Does he attend to his releegion?" "Yes, m'm," returned Rowley, with admirable promptitude, and, immediately closing his eyes, as if from habit, repeated the following distich with more celerity than fervour: "Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John, Bless the bed that I lie on!"
I beg pardon, m'm, but one is a note from Mme. Fanfreluche, and the man who brought it is waiting for an answer. Isabel. Didn't you tell him I was out? Footman. Yes, m'm. But he said he had orders to wait till you came in. Isabel. Ah let me see. You may tell the man that I have already started. Do you understand? Already started. Footman. Yes, m'm. Isabel. And wait. I shall wait here till then.
"I don't quite understand you," she said. The seamstress plaited at her frock. "Of course, I can't help the way he talks, m'm. I'm sure I don't like to repeat the wicked things he says about Mr. Hilary. It seems as if he were out of his mind when he gets talkin' about that young girl." The tone of those last three words was almost fierce.
"I tell him he's wicked to say such things, m'm, and Mr. Hilary such a kind gentleman. And what business is it of his, I say, that's got a wife and children of his own? I've seen him in the street, I've watched him hanging about Mrs.
"Please'm, I did, m'm," replied Maud, now as conscious of perfection as her mistress. "He must have took it back again." "Who's 'he?" demanded the master. "Carlo, sir." Upon which triumph Maud retired. Edward Henry was dashed. Nevertheless, he quickly recovered his presence of mind and sought about for a justification of his previous verdict upon the negligence of five women.
"Sly old bird." "Fancy imagining we shouldn't see through Mademoiselle leaving." "H'm," said Miriam. "I knew Mademoiselle would sneak if she had half a chance." "Yes, ever since she got so thick with Elsa." "Oh! Elsa." "You bet Fraulein looks down on the two of them in her heart of hearts." "M'm she's fairly sick, Jemima, with the lot of us this time."
"You don't know him, Fan; but he's perfectly elegant and handsome! Just wait till you see him." Ellen rocked herself to and fro excitedly. "I met him in Grenoble last winter, and we're going to live there in the sweetest house. He fell in love with me the first minute he saw me. You never knew anyone to be so awfully in love ... m'm!"
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