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A gentleman, too, sir: leastways he talks like one, though dressed like a private soldier. He won't give his name." Jim's tone was an aggrieved one. "Thank you: that's quite right. You may go home to bed, if you wish: but be ready for a call. I may want you later on." "Be this all you want of me?" Jim was evidently disappointed. "I fear so." "P'rhaps you don't know it, sir, but Hodgson's gone.
Our sleigh-ride will go ahead of anything they can get up, an' they'll be mighty sorry they can't go with us." "P'rhaps so," replied Tom, doubtfully; "but Aggie Morrell has gone home to cook up some plan, an' we sha 'n 't know whether we're goin' to have the best time or not till we find out what she's about."
"Dunno much about it," Captain Vinton answered in a somewhat gruff tone, "but it looks to me mighty like a filibuster's craft, or p'rhaps a smuggler's." At the word "filibuster," the boys -figuratively speaking -pricked up their ears. "What on earth can they be trying to smuggle?" was Hugh's eager question, to which the captain replied promptly: "Arms, -leastways, cartridges or gunpowder.
I'm in hopes she'll come to the sound of my crwth, she's so uncommon fond on it; and if she don't come in the flesh, p'rhaps her livin' mullo will come, and that'll show she's alive. She placed me in a crevice overlooking the small lake, or pool, which on the opposite side was enclosed in a gorge, opening only by a cleft to the east.
I hab um ready in nex' to no time," answered the negro, with an expansive smile of joy irradiating his face. "P'rhaps we hab anoder adventure! Who can say?" he muttered to himself.
"Why, you see, we thought you's dead!" Flyaway, who had at first been very much astonished at the fuss made over her, now looked deeply offended. "Who said I's dead? What a drefful lie!" "O, nobody said so, Fly; only we thought p'rhaps you was; and what would we do without you, you know?"
"Then I'll lend it to you for ever and ever," continued Lucy, impulsively. "No, I don't want it now," answered Annie. "Good-bye!" "Will you go to walk with me to-morrow after Sunday-school?" urged Lucy, as she followed her to the door. "P'rhaps!" replied her little friend, hastening away. The inquiry brought her a feeling of relief, however.
A negro without the burnt cork was twanging a banjo and cracking the jokes of the corner-man. "That's my style a merry touch-and-go," said the lady. And then glancing at Glory, "Singing to-night, my dear?" Glory shook her head. "Thort you might be a pro' p'rhaps. Use ter be myself when I was in the bally at the Lane.
"I mean just now, when we was talkin' 'bout me an' Angie. I'd I'd like to help you the same way, if I could." "You would?" Duncan eyed the boy apprehensively, wondering what was coming. "Yes, indeedy, I would. An' p'rhaps I kin tell you somethin' that will." "Speak, I beg." "You er you're tryin' to court Josie Lockwood, ain't you?" "Oh!" said Nat. "So that was it!
"P'rhaps not," suggested Poopy, with a look of deep wisdom, as she gazed on the upturned face. "Anyhow, we must haul him out of the water," said Corrie, whose chest heaved with the effort he made to repress his tears. Catching up one of Bumpus's huge hands, the boy ordered Alice to grasp the other.
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