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She found Evelina propped upright against the pillows, a flush of agitation on her cheeks. Ann Eliza pulled up the shawl which had slipped from her sister's shoulders. "How long you've been! What's he been saying?" "Oh, he went long ago he on'y stopped to give me a prescription. I was sorting out that tray of buttons. Miss Mellins's girl got them all mixed up." She felt Evelina's eyes upon her.
If I kin on'y keep dat till I sees my gal, Cleopatrick, how her eyes'll stick out!" he said, scratching his white wool in delight, while his eyes glistened. "Say that name again, will you?" murmured Jerry, gripping the arm of Frank as if taken suddenly ill. "Cleopatrick. Dat's my darter, suh. She merried a right smart nigger, an' he's got a barber shop up dar.
"You may trust us, Bob," I said. "Ay, ay, my lad, I will, and the least thing as you can do is to trust me and my mates." "I will, Bob, and I'm sure Mr Frewen will, but we couldn't help thinking you were a traitor." "Course you couldn't, lad. On'y nat'ral. But you see now as it was on'y make-believe." "There's my hand, Hampton," said Mr Frewen. "Thankye kindly, sir.
You know how ow people ah. That's right where the infernal outrage come in. Such as couldn't affode to go to Rosemont aw Montrose jest had to stay at home!" The speaker looked at John, who colored and bit his cigar. "So as soon as ow crowd got control of affairs we'd a shut the thing up, on'y faw Jeff-Jack.
"It's a shame to wake him," thought Jerry; "cup o' tea's a fine thing when you're tired out, but a good long sleep's a deal better. Poor chap, I won't disturb him, but I'll take the tea in and put it on a chair by his bedside. He shall see as I didn't forget him in trouble. On'y to think him a real gent with a handle to his name and lots of money to come in for when he's one-and-twenty.
The rattle of a pike-staff against the stones told that a thrust had been made at him in the darkness. "Are you hit?" cried Mark anxiously. "Ay, youngster, but on'y with the staff," growled Nick; and the order for the lights to be brought back was given and obeyed.
"Cookin' 'im a bloater over the fire. It does the temper good. Can't yer smell it?" A flavour of cooking confirmed Michael's words, but he seemed to require a more formal admission of his veracity than a mere nostril set ajar and a glance at an open window. "Say, if you don't! On'y there's no charge for the smelling of it. She'll tell yer just the same like me, word in and word out.
"You kin put him straight de next bull you kills," said Ebony, as he prepared some touchwood; "you've on'y got to stick 'im on the left side an' he'll twis' it all right. Now, massa, I's ready, bring de gun an' snap de flints ober dat."
"I'm sure I donna want t' go wi' the whittaws," said Molly, whimpering, and quite overcome by this Dantean picture of her future, "on'y we allays used to comb the wool for 'n at Mester Ottley's; an' so I just axed ye. I donna want to set eyes on the whittaws again; I wish I may never stir if I do." "Mr. Ottley's, indeed! It's fine talking o' what you did at Mr. Ottley's.
The sight of this took away all my feelings of compunction, and in imagination I began to see the brown sides of the well-roasted ducks, to smell their appetising odour, and to taste the juicy, tender bits about the bones. "I heard you shoot um, Mass' George," cried Pomp, excitedly. "Got lubbly fire. How many?" "Three," I said. "Oh!" "What's the matter?" "On'y got flee.
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