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"There, kid!" he said, holding out the two fattest and whitest cakes to Santa Claus's champion; "there's yer Christmas. Run along, now, to yer barracks; and you, Jim, here's one for you, though yer don't desarve it. Mind ye let the kid alone." "This one'll have to do for me grub, I guess. I ain't sold me 'Newses, and the ole man'll kick if I bring 'em home."
She's gone now and got herself mixed up with this swindler Buckley, but her father's money will make it all right. If she's going to have a kid, no one'll know. Maybe she's already had the kid. They say she's a regular one for the men." As the man talked Hugh came to the door and stood in the darkness listening.
Eventually the girl found one that slipped into place, and this she regarded with complacent admiration. "This one'll do for me," she declared. "And it's a whopper!" Gray took her hand in his; as yet it had not been greatly distorted by manual labor, but the nails were dull and cracked and ragged and they were inlaid in deep mourning. "I don't believe you'll like that mounting," he said, gently.
Before they could escape, all the boys were after them, plunging into the mud and water, careless of anything but their game. They found that one of their geese was an old gander, but the other was a fat young bird, which John fondled with the utmost interest. "I'll bet you this one'll be good to eat!" said he. "Let's go back and see how it goes."
Well, you see the ladies promised to marry me off, so I am trying to educate myself, so that no one'll be ashamed to take me. You know what sort of wives our officials have; well, what a lot they are! And I understand life and society ten times better than they do. Now I have just one hope: to marry a good man, so I may be the mistress of my own household.
Lloyd, modestly, "I loathe and abominate children unless they're decently dressed and smell of soap but I'll run a machine, if some one'll see that they don't swarm over me." "I'll put a barbed wire fence around you!" promised Mrs. Burgoyne, gaily. Mrs. Carew, coming up, as she expressed it, "to gather up some children," was decidedly optimistic about the plan.
Gad, young Peter must have what he wants WHEN he wants it! I put in a word for you told him you and I ought to be let in on the ground floor. Funny the luck some girls have about getting started. I believe this one'll take if she can manage to shake the Lipscombs. I think I'll ask to paint her; might be a good thing for the spring show. She'd show up splendidly as a PENDANT to my Mrs.
"No reason against it, if husband and father in you yearn for bibs and petticoats." "I say, Belward, don't laugh!" "I never was more serious. Who is the girl?" "She looks up to you as I do-of course that's natural; and if it comes off, no one'll have a jollier corner chez nous. It's Delia." "Delia? Delia who?" "Why, Delia Gasgoyne. I haven't done the thing quite regular, I know.
Then, aft'r a while, when Mary an' Helen bring in the cookies, nut-cakes, cider, an' apples, Mother says: 'I don't b'lieve we're goin' to hev enough apples to go round; Ezry, I guess I'll have to get you to go down-cellar for some more. Then I says: 'All right, Mother, I'll go, providin' some one'll go along an' hold the candle. An' when I say this I look right at Laura and she blushes.
Then Bill shouted to me as I walked down to the gate, looking rather angry I suppose: "I was agoin' to git ye a whole stage-load, to stay all night, but that one'll do ye, I reckon. Ha, ha!" And off he went, probably fearing that I would throw his passenger up on the top of the stage again. The new-comer entered the gate.
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