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"Sure!" says I. "Most likely I'll get the habit and by the end of the summer I'll be a reg'lar Sandow. Now where's that kitchen alarm clock? Let's see. M-m-m-m! About 5:30 will do for a starter, eh?" Oh, I'm a determined cuss when I get going. Next mornin' the sun and me punched in at exactly the same time, and I don't know which was most surprised.
"M-m-m-m," says he, shakin' his head. "Ah, come!" says I. "You don't mean that a real sure-fire like you could be shunted that way? There'd be no harm in your givin' a guess, and if it was right well, we could run that birthday stake up five more; couldn't we, Mr. Ellins?" Old Hickory nods, and passes me a five-spot prompt. "Well?" says I, wavin' it careless.
"M-m-m-m!" says he, through his teeth. "Wasn't it you laid the tracks that got up them big naval guns?" I asks. "I may have helped," says he. So I knew all about it, you see. Quite thrillin' if you had a high speed imagination. And you can bet I was some relieved when Mr. Robert blew in and took him off my hands.
Anyway, we've fasted long enough for our age. I could fast till supper time if I wanted to, but I don't want to." She swallowed the last morsel of the plum tart, and selected another apricot, this time, and opened her moist red lips. Fanny shook her head slightly. Her hand came up involuntarily. Her eyes were fastened on Bella's face. "Go on," urged Bella. "Take it. They're grand! M-m-m-m!"
"You got such luck with your roses, Hattie; it's wonderful!" They were beneath a climbing bush of them that ran along, glorifying a wooden fence. She pulled a fan of them to her face. "M-m-m-m!" "I must spray for worms to-morrow," he said. They resumed their soft walking in the gloom. "Where's Effie?" "Telephoning."
"Ah, yes-s-s!" says she, throwin' open the back doors of the show window. "Zey are great bargains, those. Marked down but las' week. Thees wan m-m-m-m only $68; but wiz ze hat also, $93." And the gasp that gets out of Peyton sounds like openin' an airbrake. "Nine-ty three dollars!" says he. "For a simple little thing like that? Why, that seems to be rather exorbitant!"
Lancaster thrust his head through the hole. Between the scantlings that penned Simon into his part of the lean-to, the section-boss spied two glowing eyes. They watched him, then the door, then him again. "M-m-m-m!" came a deep protest, as the bull blew and pawed at the dirt floor. The section-boss drew back nervously. "Simon's actin' funny," he said. "He's locoed, or he's smelt a mice."
"Aw, aw, did I scare the little Peachy? Watch me show the little Tootsie how nice I can be when I want to Aw aw!" "Quit." She blinked back the ever-recurring tears. "All tired out, too; all tired out. Wait till you see what I'm going to buy you to-night. A great big beefsteak with mushrooms as big as dollars and piping-hot German fried potatoes and onions. M-m-m-m!
Get up, Ray, and help mamma see that all the windows is locked tight." "M-m-m-m." "Miriam, get up! I want you should throw this quilt from your bed over the brass table in the parlor so it don't get rust. Miriam, didn't you say yourself last night you must get up early? Always only at night my children got mouths about how early they get up."
Then, looking at Rolf, Indian shook his head as though to say all was over; the poor wretch had a woodman's constitution, and in spite of a mangled, dying body, he revived again. They gave him more hot tea, and again he began in a whisper: "I hed one arm free an' an' an' I might a got out m-m but I hed no wrench I lost it some place m-m-m-m.
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