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With averted face he sullenly said: "That fella Tchoosie he run away. He go l-o-n-g way, alonga mountain!" "Look here! You no humbug. Where Soosie sit down? Plenty row along white man suppose Soosie no come back. That fella Soosie belonga Missis. Missis very sorry. She bin make'm Soosie all asame white Mary." Still the face-averting boy reiterated: "That fella Soosie he bin go long way more far.
Old people can't play together, and they haven't anything to look forward to, and it makes them so miserable to remember all the things they have had and lost. If I had enough money to adopt anybody, I would adopt some poor old grandfather or grandmother and make'm happy all the rest of their days."
You fella make'm Soosie no good." Others gathered round. Several carried weapons nulla-nullas and wooden swords and assumed hostile attitudes. Dan became uncontrollably excited, storming for the production of Soosie, and being met with inconclusive statements and evasions.
"My word, that fella Christmas he no good for boat. He make'm knot carn let go quick!" Christmas is not petulant, though he is occasionally indignant on a large and complicated scale. Early in his career Christmas showed and materialised the quality of masterfulness, his chief trait.
Go to bellerin' around like a bull buffalo, and wake the kid up! I don't give a cuss how you make'm. Go ahead and have the seat of his pants hangin' down below his knees if you want to!" Cash got up and moved huffily over to the fireplace and sat with his back to Bud. "Maybe I will, at that," Bud retorted. "You can't come around and grab the job I'm doing."
Suppose you fella kick'm up row big fella government come clear you fella out. No more let you sit down longa this country." "Country belonga me. You no humbug. You bin catch'm that fella Tchoosie l-o-n-g time. You bin make'm good fella. Belonga me now." The disgusting old fellow went on to explain that he intended to come up to the house that evening. "You hunt'm that fella Tchoosie, me catch'm.
"It isn't every day the b'ys have a woman among them, an' I think yer presence'll soften 'em up a bit, an' make'm think of their mothers, sisters, an' sweethearts. An' then, ye'll sing some, won't ye?" he continued in a pleading manner. "Why, how do you know I can sing?" asked Constance, while some of the old colour rushed back to her cheeks. "Know?
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