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She is now Mrs. Joseph K. Gurney, Junior. The minute we got ashore at Meiggs' wharf and could shake the Murphys, who stood out till the last for a church wedding, we chartered a taxicab, went up to the City Hall, procured a license, rounded up a preacher and got married. What do you know about that?" "You're as fast as a second-story worker, Joey. I shall kiss the bride." And Cappy did.
In my own case, its first development was noticed in the hedge-school which I attended. I had not been long there, till I was forced to declare myself either for the Caseys or the Murphys, two tiny factions, that had split the school between them. The day on which the ceremony of my declaration took place was a solemn one.
"I don't know, I'm sure, Pollyanna," rejoined Mrs. Carew, abstractedly. On Mrs. Carew's face there was still no look of joy. Once in the Murphys' little one-room tenement, it did not take Mrs. Carew long to tell her errand. In a few short sentences she told the story of the lost Jamie, and of her first hopes that this Jamie might be he.
That's when they took me, you see." "And your name is Jamie?" Pollyanna was holding her breath. "Why, yes, I told you that." "And what's the other name?" Longingly, but fearfully, Pollyanna asked this question. "I don't know." "I don't remember. I was too little, I suppose. Even the Murphys don't know. They never knew me as anything but Jamie."
I wish you'd send the steward in with about forty dollars' worth of spoon victuals. My grinders are very loose." "Captain Murphy," his jailer declared, "do you know you are a very wonderful man?" "All the Murphys are. It runs in the blood, like a wooden leg." "I really regret that you are such a wonderful man. If you were not I'd give you the liberty of the ship.
Side by side with them now dwell in peace the Kavanaghs, Murphys, Conors, and Breens, whose ancestors so long and so fiercely disputed the intrusion of these strangers amongst them.
It was nothing more than a grass path in the midst of a lot of rock and underwood, but the girls were like young chamois, and leaped over such obstacles with the lightness of fawns. Presently they arrived at the back entrance of Cronane, the Murphys' decidedly dilapidated residence. They had to cross a courtyard covered with rough cobbles and in a sad state of neglect and mess.
The rooms were large, and low, the ceilings, walls, floors, and staircase all of oak. The diamond-lattice windows, and narrow, tortuous passages, and innumerable nooks and crannies and cupboards, created an atmosphere of combined quaintness and comfort that irresistibly appealed to the Murphys.
Ramsay-Stewart for the Murphys' farm and he'd get it, and he thought this would be a fine lever to work with. But he never made such a mistake, for little Fanny turned on him like the veriest spitfire. 'You ought to be ashamed of yourself, Black Shawn, she cried, with her eyes flashing, 'to keep persecuting a girl that's as good as wife to another man.
LeNoir, seeing victory within his grasp, rushed in to finish off his special foe. But Yankee Jim, who, while engaged in cheerfully knocking back the two Murphys and others who took their turn at him, had been keeping an eye on the line of battle, saw Macdonald's danger, and knowing that the crisis had come, dashed across the line, crying "Follow me, boys."
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