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He and his sister differed about the placing of this offering. "What a queer boy you are!" said Abby to him one day. "Your vase has a pretty wild rose painted on it, yet you always set it with the plain side out. Nobody'd know it was anything but a plain white vase. You ought to put it round this way," she added, turning it so that the rose would show.
"There, Ellen," said Lydia Vesey, from a rare softness. "I guess nobody'd ever say 't you was growin' old. They'd only think you was sort o' palin' out, that's all, same 's a white dress is different from a pink one." "Well, now, I'll say my say, an' done with it," remarked Caddie Musgrave, with her accustomed violence.
"And when I spoke about having found out about your past life," he went on, struggling desperately with his lost cause; "I did not mean that there was anything bad, you know; only that you sought pleasant diversions in common with the rest of humanity, and enjoyed the Heaven-born instinct of knowing how to have a good time, and weren't always the ambitious recluse and religious devotee that you choose to be just at present; though I've sometimes wished that I could turn saint so all of a sudden, but I couldn't," added the fisherman, despondently; "if I should go to the ends of the earth in that capacity, nobody'd take any stock in me, whatever; and, after all, what does it amount to?
I can't hardly realize it's my wife that's got it on. Walk around and let me take an observation. Whew! I always said you looked ten years younger than you are. THAT rig don't spell forty-five next January, Serena." Mrs. Dott sniffed. "Don't remind me of my age, Daniel," she protested. "It isn't necessary to tell everyone how old I am." "All right. Nobody'd guess it, anyhow.
He could do that first-rate, and talk their lingo, too, just like one of themselves. Gin or blackfellow, it was all the same to Warrigal. He could make himself as black as soot, and go barefooted with a blanket or a 'possum rug round him and beg for siccapence, and nobody'd ever bowl him out.
Get me, madam? You, Bill, get the idea! And see she does it. Now, ready! Be a bit wistful as you look at the horses. That's it! Nobody'd guess you'd palmed the hooks and connected them. Straight out! Let her go!"
"Well, no, miss; she don't do that, for, tin to one, nobody'd come if she did. We belongs to the workin' classes, Molly and I, and we has no time for the doing of the loikes of city people." "I'm sorry she hasn't a day," said Tattine, "because because "
I could put a row of hooks under the lace, around this side of the yoke, and nobody'd ever know where it was fastened, or whether you were just run into it." Young Mrs. Thompson hesitated, studying herself in the mirror. Persis employed several pins in tightening a seam and expressed her views at some length. "It's just this way, Mis' Thompson.
"We won't have a bit more fun, if he doesn't." "That's so," agreed Alicia, "but he won't find it." "How do you know?" "Oh, 'cause. It's very likely fallen down some crack or somewhere that nobody'd think of looking. Why, once, a photograph was on our mantel, and it disappeared most mysteriously. And we never could find it.
"Go right up: I'll finish things here," whispered Jane hurriedly. "All is, if you want Martin to go for Melviny, you have only to say the word. You can wave a handkerchief out of the window, an' he'll understand." "Where does Miss Grey " "For the land sake don't call her that. Nobody'd know who you meant, an' she wouldn't, either." "Well, Melviny, then where does she live?"
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