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"D'ye mean to say" it was wonderful how gratuitously husky his voice became at this moment "d'ye mean ter tell me ye didn't set on them Injins to wipe out the Silsbees, so that ye could hev an out-an'-out gal ORFEN on hand fer Mrs. Peyton ter adopt eh?" But here Clarence was forced to protest, and strongly, although Jim contemptuously ignored it.

There was a certain scornful ring in his question. "Robert Bludward? An out-an'-out rotter, that's what he is. Ought to be ashamed to look any decent man in the face. Send him to Parliament to represent us not much! He'd rob a poor man of his last shilling, he would." "Ah, that he would. Tells a pack of lies to get our votes, that's all that he's after, damn him.

You could get that money up there if you wanted to, an' when you asked me to carry the package to the mine it was a dead out-an'-out give-away. I reckon you didn't play me to have any sense, an' I don't think you gave Carlisle credit for havin' the brains of a jack rabbit, either." Rathburn laughed as the mine manager stared at mention of Carlisle's name again.

"An' a very good thing too," retorted Peter. "We'll be shut o' the whole of them out-an'-out, that way." "Ye're a regular hard-hearted old Turk," cried Roseen, "that's what ye are! The whole countryside will cry shame on ye! It is outrageous, so it is! 'Pon me word, ye're as bad as Cromwell."

"Why wouldn't he do it? Bedad, he'ud have done well if he done twice as much. No, but he had a right to have burnt the ould villain in his bed an' got shut of him out-an'-out the on'y mistake the poor fellow made, was lettin' him off so aisy." "Whisht, whisht! in the name of goodness! God bless us! what is it ye're sayin' at all? Sure, poor Mike's as innocent as a lamb."

Yer know, Miss Mollie, dem men dat got hurt dat ar night de Ku Kluckers, two on 'em, one I 'llow, killed out-an'-out, an' de todder dat bad cut oh, my God!" she cried with a shudder, "I nebber see de likes no nebber, Miss Mollie.

Of course an out-an'-out dude is a turrible nuisance, and dang'rous, but you got to charge enough to cover the damage he does tryin' to be wild and woolly." He went on confidentially: "Between you and me, I've worked out a scale of prices for allowin' 'em to help me so much for diggin' post holes and stretchin' wire, so much for shinglin' a roof or grubbin' sagebrush.

"Dear knows, it's hard set we are to live these times at all." "Is it sixpence, woman alive!" cried Pat; "I wonder they had the face to offer it to ye. Well, well, I was looking for a shillin' now, or maybe two. Here, cut the child a bit o' griddle cake; she's been keepin' me company this long while, haven't ye, Roseen? An' it's starvin' she is out-an'-out." "Come here, alanna," said Mrs.

Seems to me that the diggers at Pine Tree Camp are a set of out-an'-out blackguards like most diggers except this poor thief of a fellow Brixton, so I vote for attackin' the camp, carryin' off all the gold we can lay hands on in the hurry-skurry, an' set this gentleman this thief Brixton free. He's a bold chap, I'm told by the redskin, an' will no doubt be glad to jine us.

I was more 'n twenty-one year old, a man growed, 'fore I foun' out why 't was that away. Father an' mother was Christian folks, good out-an'-out Calv'nist Baptists from over East'n way. They fetched me up right, made me go to meetin' an' read a chapter every Sunday, an' say a hymn Sat'day night a'ter washin'; an' I useter say my prayers mos' nights. I wa'n't a bad boy as boys go.

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