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"Yours is the time for rest." "Rest? How you talk!" exclaimed Washy. "A man ought to be able to aim his own pollock and potaters, or else he might's well give up the ship. I tell 'em if I was only back in my young days where I could do a full day's work, I'd be satisfied." Louise had turned up a fiddler with the toe of her boot.
"I ain't goin' ter leave ye go free, so ye might's well shut up. I seen pals double-cross me them ez I trusted, too. Yer square, I guess only innercent." "I'd keep my word even with I'd keep my word with you," said Pee-wee, "just the same as with anyone. Besides, I don't see what's the use of keeping me here.
Disgustedly, Jordan flung open the motor door. "Well, my God, you've got about as much brains and heart as a chipmunk. Climb in!" Later, as the two separated, Morse said, with low-pitched voice: "Now, then, I'm going to plan to get Jinnie. Might's well be hung for a sheep's a lamb I'm just as well satisfied that Bates is dead. After I secure Jinnie then for my boy. God!
"The way I look at it," he said, "this world's all the world we'll git till we git to the next one; an' we might's well smile on it, 's frown! You git your piece o' life an' you make what you can of it; that's the idee!
Emmy took the piece of goods, clapped it into her mouth with the most serious expression imaginable, and went to work. Her mother said: "Ye might's well count the eggs, Miz' Drugg. I make 'em eight dozen and ten. I waited late for the rest of the critters ter lay; but they done fooled me ter-day for a fac'!" Emmy having chewed on the gingham to her mother's complete satisfaction, Mrs.
It would be unfair to him to say that he did not struggle to resist it, for he did, because it was fairly and egregiously asinine; yet struggling, his feet trod the path to which it tempted him. "Why," he expostulated feebly, "I might's well turn back and beat that bobby over the head with my cane!..."
Hain't had much experience with young uns. Might's well start now. Bet me 'n this here one gits well acquainted 'fore we reach Coldriver." "'Twouldn't s'prise me a mite," replied Mrs. Patterson, with something that might have been a twinkle in her tired eyes. "I almost feel I should go along with you." "G'-by, Mrs.
"Might's well 'ave another," said the man, obstinately. Chook pulled him gently away from the hotel, along the street. "It's gittin' late; 'ow'll yer ole woman rous w'en yer git 'ome?" "Sez anythin' ter me, break 'er bleedin' jaw," muttered the bricklayer. And then his eyes flamed with foolish, drunken anger. "I earn the money, don' I, an' I spend it, don' I?" he inquired.
"I'll tell Charley about it to-night," she said finally. "We just got to find a way." "What c'n he do?" retorted her father. "Far's him's gitting a team's concerned, we-all might's well look fer someone t' come right outen th' sky." Her determination to ask advice of the pariah was a natural one.
Th' men from Last's will be with us, we can gamble on that." "Yes," said Thomas, "but it'll be war. Open war. There'll be killin's then." Jameson, a quiet man with deep eyes, made a wide gesture. "What if there is?" he asked, "might's well be done in th' open as in th' dark an' unseen. Might better be!
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