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Interval; then: "The Boots will tak' it at seeven o'clock, mam." "Thank you; is Fotheringay Crescent near here?" "I cudna say, mam." "Thank you; what is your name, please?" I waited in well-grounded anxiety, for I had no idea that she knew her name, or that if she had ever heard it, she could say it; but, to my surprise, she answered almost immediately, "Susanna Crum, mam!"
Miss Munsell was a big fat lady, and she smiled so that the dimples came in both cheeks and her double Chin was doubter than ever, when she told the children what a dear, nice teacher Miss Crutcher was, and how fond she was of them, and wouldn't they like to make a Christmas present to their dear, kind teacher? They all said "Yes, mam."
"Lord!" exclaimed Adam again, balanced now upon a ladder, and pausing to wipe his brow with one hand and with a picture swinging in the other, "Lord! what ever will Miss Anthea say, Mr. Belloo sir!" "Ah!" nodded Bellew thoughtfully, "I wonder!" "What do you suppose she'll say, Miss Priscilla, mam?" "I think you'd better be careful of that picture, Adam!"
Joseph," Pamela replied. The woman seemed on the point of slamming the door. Suddenly there was a voice from behind her shoulder. Joseph appeared not the smiling, joyous Joseph of Henry's but a sullen-looking negro, dressed in shirt and trousers only, with a heavy under-lip and frowning forehead. "Let the lady pass and get into the kitchen, Nora," he ordered, "Come this way, mam."
He couldn't help it for the life of him. "Well, I wanted to come tonight because I'm going away next week, and I wanted to see how he'd act at a surprise party again," Rose explained. "Married, I s'pose," said Mrs. McIlvaine abruptly. "No, not yet." "Good land! Why, y' Inns' be thirty-five, How. Must a dis'p'inted y'r mam not to have a young 'un to call 'er granny."
Suddenly the cowboy who represented Blue Smoke made an astounding buck and his rider bit the dust. Ma Bailey held the lamp aloft and gazed sternly at the two sweating, puffing cowboys. "Where's Bailey?" she queried sharply. One of the men stepped forward and doffing his hat assumed an attitude of profound gravity. "Blue there, he done pitched your husband, mam, and broke his leg.
"Stiffish are affairs with him, poor dab." Madlen reported to Joseph that which Essec had said, and she added: "Awful to leave the land of your father. And auction the cows. Even the red cow that is a champion for milk. Where shall I go? The House of the Poor. Horrid that your mam must go to the House of the Poor."
Flannery raised his knife and laid down the law with it. "Mrs. Muldoon, mam," he said, "there be two kinds of Frinchmin. There be the respictible Frinchmin, and there be th' unrespictible Frinchmin. They both be furriners, but they be classed different. Th' respictible Frinchmin is no worse than th' Dutch, and is classed as Dutch, but th' other kind is Dagos.
The child looked, wondering and resentful, at her sister. Vera was taking the things from the table, snatching them, and thrusting them on the tray. Gwen's eyes rested a moment or two on the bent head of her father; then deliberately she turned again to her mother, and repeated in her softest and most persuasive tones: 'Mam, I saw a dog, and it ran in a butcher's shop and licked a piece of meat.
I jist wish I had that money in a chist in the cellar. He kep' it for me, he said, an' so he did, an' he keeps it yet, and oh! but the room, come right along, this way, mam," and we followed her steps.
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