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"Come," said the girl. He drew near, fell back at sight of her thin face, her pallor; but again she commanded him. "I know," said she. "He's he's safe?" "Yes, Miss Molly, a lot safer'n any of us here." "You're going back to him?" "Yes. When he knows ye're hurt he'll come. Nothin'll stop him, oncet I tell him." "Wait!" she whispered. "I heard you talk. Take him this."
This here's just fresh from the oven, an' it has currants in it." "Say, mother, a feller I play with, Joe Eagan, his mother's hands ain't clean. Would you think he'd like to eat the bread she makes?" "Can she make good bread?" "I dunno. She give me a piece oncet, but I couldn't eat it, 'count o' seein' her fingers. I'm glad your hands are so clean, mother. Say, this bread tastes awful good!"
There's no question about her gettin' a job, the only worry I have is her gettin' one that will take her away from this, out of New York City, where I can't see her oncet in a while. She's the kind you'd miss, like you would a front tooth. You feel you can't get on without her, an' true for you, you can't.
"No," said Mary, turning the sun-bonnet's limp front toward the questioner and then to the disjointed fence on her nearer side; "that's what I've been wondering for days. They've been ordinary worm fences, haven't they?" "Jess so," responded the man, with his accustomed twinkle. "But I think I see you oncet or twicet lookin' at 'em and sort o' tryin' to make out how come they got into that shape."
If you are telling me oncet you are telling me a hundred times about an Italiener family which they are living on top of you, Mawruss, and, to hear you talk, such Roshoyim you wouldn't believe existed at all." "Sure, I know," Morris admitted, "but there's Italieners and Italieners, Abe; and only last night them people sits up till two o'clock this morning shikkering and hollering.
Please promise not to scold Cora." "Scold Cora? Not on your life, my dear; I won't scold Cora. I'm old-fashioned in my ways with childern. I don't believe in scoldin'. It spoils their tempers, but a good lickin' oncet in a while, helps 'em to remember, besides bein' good for the circulation." Claire was ready to cry. "It's all my fault," she lamented. "I was clumsy. I was tactless.
First thing I know you'll be wanting a pair of these here yaller shoes and a stove-pipe hat." "No," says I, "I ain't no dude, Hank, and you know it. But they is always things about a circus to spend money on besides jest the circus herself. They is the side show, fur instance, and they is the grand concert afterward. I calkelated I'd take 'em all in this year the hull dern thing, jest fur oncet."
Ef he'd take me whar he is, an' 'mongst his people, I should larn thar ways, but what can I do here wid " She didn't say "wid Jake an' Mandy Ann an' ole granny, an' de rest of 'em," but she meant it. If it hadn't been for the lil chile she could of gone to school. I tole her oncet I'd sen' her an' take care of de lil chile an' ole Miss, me an' Mandy Ann.
"An' so sence I'm ther comet amongst them numerous small stars," she observed with an even voice, though her pulse beat was far from regular, "ye 'lows thet I'd ought ter belong ter you?" He ignored the teasing brightness of her eyes; a light of defensive disguise. "I 'lows thet hevin' oncet seed ye, an' loved ye, I hain't nuver goin' ter be satisfied with no lesser star."
Oncet," he drawled slowly, with a slight Southern accent, but in a manner that betokened a speech acquired by association rather than the natural tongue. "He was a feller that came out to shoot big game up in the hills. I ain't seen him sence, sure. Guess nobody did." He looked away sadly. "We heerd tell of him. Guess he got fossicking after b'ar. The wind was blowin' ter'ble.
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