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And he wiped his face with his coat sleeve. "Mine came through the cellar," said Stevey Todd. "She brought a pot of jam in her pocket, or else," he added cautiously, "or else it was pickles. It might've been pickles, but it runs in my mind it was jam." But Pemberton's wife had been a widow first, as he once told me, and Captain Tom's and Stevey Todd's romances didn't run that way, by accounts.
'I'm sorry, he says, 'to lose me timper, he says, 'but, he says, 'afther all th' pretinded affection iv these people f'r us, he says, 'an' afther all we've done f'r thim in Alaska an' an' ivrywhere, he says, 'an' thim sellin' us coal whin they might've sold it to th' Spanyards if th' Spanyards'd had th' money, he says, 'to see th' conduct iv that coarse an' brutal Englishman 'Th' wan that won th' r-race? says I. 'Yes, he says.
"Nonsense," Shorty replied to their eager entreaties; "all the companies in the 200th Injianny is good, prime, first-class better'n the companies in ary other rijimint. You're playin' in great luck to git into any one o' 'em, I tell you. You might've got into one o' 'em rijimints that're back there at Nashville guardin' fortifications, or one o' 'em that lost their colors at Chickamaugy.
"I didn't see you stop back there on the bench to pick anything up," she remarked abruptly, thinking of her own pistol again. "I circled back to get it." "Without dismounting?" "You wouldn't hardly want to get off to pick up anything as light as that." "I wish I'd seen you do it." "If you'd been looking I might've been trying to get hold of it yet." She examined the Colt's gun curiously.
"It is, if you've got it, but I've come to the point where I don't place absolute confidence in your word." "Oh, the hell you have!" said Rimrock sarcastically, "that sounds like some lawyer talk. You might've learned it from Apex McBain when you was associated with him in a deal. I won't say what deal, but, refreshing your memory now, ain't my word as good as yours?"
"Of course, we might've knowed them muddle-headed officers 'd run us right slap into a hornets' nest of Rebels before they knowed a thing about it," grumbled Abe Bolton, hastily tearing a cartridge with his teeth, and forcing it into his gun. "Hold on, my weak-kneed patriot," said Kent Edwards, catching Jake Alspaugh by the collar, and turning him around so that he faced the enemy again.
So I deliberately ran after you, changing when we stopped at Newington. You might've escaped me if I had waited until We got to Queensborough." Again she paused in open expectancy. Kirkwood, perplexed, put the pipe in his pocket, and assumed a factitious look of resignation, regarding her askance with that whimsical twist of his eyebrows. "For you are going to Queensborough, aren't you, Mr.
In the cliffs rock-strata tilted insanely. There were red and yellow and black layers mostly yellow and black. They showed in startlingly clear contrast. "Right!" said Sergeant Madden in morose satisfaction. "I thought there might've been a boat. But this's it!"
Its possessor did not require to examine it to reassure himself as to its legitimacy as a work of art, nor as to the prominence of the Roman C in its embellishment of engraved arabesques. "A century," he reflected sullenly; "one lonely little century for mine. 'Nd he had a wad like a ham ... on him.... 'Nd I might've had it all for my very own if...." His brow clouded blackly. "Sleuth!"
Then, lying in the dainty bed under Rhoda's pink quilt, her mood changed. Until then she had only been disappointed. But then she sat up suddenly and said bitter things about Aunt Olivia. "She's gone to have a good time all to herself and she might have taken me. She didn't, she didn't, and she might've. She wanted all the good time herself! She didn't want me to have any!"
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