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"I mean who found out that the sheriff done it?" "He told it himself," said Bull. "Drunk, en?" "Nope. Not drunk. He was asked if he didn't do the murder." "Great guns! Who asked him?" "I done it," said Bull as simply as ever. Reeve bit his lip. He had just put Bull down as a simple-minded hulk. He was forced to revise his opinion. "You done that? You follered him up, eh?"
His head was reeking with the smoke of pipes and cheap cigars, and he was weary of pairs and four-flushes, resentful of the way in which they ignored him. He flung at Joe: "Working now?" "Nope." "Like to guide me for a few days?" "Well, jus' soon. I ain't engaged till next week." Only thus did Joe recognize the friendship Babbitt was offering him.
"Nope, I told him ye had to be buyed off, afore I could say nothin'. But I thought ye liked money, Lem." "So I do; but I like Flea better. I helped ye get 'em when they were babies, Lon, and ye said " Cronk flung out his arms. "I said as how ye wasn't to mention aloud, even to me, that the kids wasn't mine. Ye has Flea, if ye say so, and I'll tell the lawyer "
"Nope; only the knoll. The road'll come in from the other side. It'll be only half a mile to Chavon's pit. I'll build the road an' charge steeper teamin', or the brickyard can build it an' I'll team for the same rate as before. An' twenty cents a yard pourin' in, all profit, from the jump. I'll sure have to buy more horses to do the work."
After this statement from Kern, therefore, he first glanced at his three companions, and, observing their agitation, he became somewhat stirred himself and puckered his fat brows above his eyes, as he glanced back at Kern. "You've heard of the killing of Quade?" asked the sheriff. "Yesterday," said Red Chalmers. "And that they got the killer?" "Nope."
Petticoat was dawdling on a chaise longue, absorbed in a small mirror, and wondering whether one more hair out of each eyebrow would strengthen the arch from a purely architectural viewpoint. "What's the trouble?" Warble asked, "broken down arches?" "Nope, guess they're all right." "Say, Bill," and she crept into the hollow of his chest, "are folks talking about me?" "They sure are."
So every day I waited for the first sign of the mailman and tried to get to him before he reached the house. As it turned out, I could have saved myself a lot of worrying." "No letter ever came?" guessed Lisa. "Nope. Three weeks passed and still no answer." The shadow sighed again. "I couldn't understand what had gone wrong.
The small bays which now indent the northern shore of Nope, and the slight promontories, which, at intervals of a mile or two, jut out along its coast of a sun's journey, were then wanting; neither the one nor the other obtruded on its round and exact outline.
"Nope. He wants the reg'lar old-fashioned kind, with a feather edge right down t' the neck." When one travels about under the wing of a millionaire, all things happen right. This was Johnnie's pleased conclusion as, with a snip, snip, snip, the bright scissors did their quick work over his yellow head. In what One-Eye described afterward as "jig-time," the last snip was made.
Think of getting all cooled off by a good long drive, and then the lov-e-ly Swiftwaite's white hand mixing you a good stiff highball!" "Nope. Nope. Sorry. Guess I won't," grumbled Kennicott. He was glad that Nat showed signs of going. But he was restless. He heard Carol on the stairs. "Come have a seat have the whole earth!" he shouted jovially. She did not answer his joviality.
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