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Updated: June 18, 2025
In a short time the water filtered through, and though not rendered fresh, it was, nevertheless, much improved. "We may light a fire to-night, d'ye think?" inquired Dick; "we've not seed Injuns for some days." "Pr'aps 'twould be better not," said Joe, "but I daresay we're safe enough."
I'm sure it's not for want o'tellin' ye, but ye was never great in the way ov memry or spellin'. Pr'aps it's as well. Ye'd ha' bin too perfect, an' that's not desirable by no means, 'my darlin' Jo, ay, them's the words. It's that as sets my 'art a b'ilin' over like."
Just at this moment a bright ray of light flashed out along the passage, and a female figure could be seen crossing the landing. The housebreakers shrunk back. "It will not do," said the leader, half aloud; "they've got scent of us somehow: pr'aps they've some men inside to help them, we'd better be off." "Fools!
"Ay, natives pr'aps," growled Jarring, "an' cannibals who are fond of eatin' white folk specially women!" "Shut up your black muzzle, or I'll heave ye overboard!" said Mitford, fiercely, for like many easy-going, quiet men, he was unusually savage when fairly roused.
I shall thank the madg'strates to dispose of this here little affair, and not to keep me while they read the paper, for I've got an appointment with a genelman in the City, and as I am a man of my word and wery punctual in business matters, he'll go away if I ain't there to my time, and then pr'aps ther won't be an action for damage against them as kep me away. Oh no, certainly not!
Go and spend a week there; it will make you feel up in the stirrups, I know. Pr'aps nothin' can exceed it. It takes the rag off the bush quite. It caps all, that's a fact, does 'Life in the Country." I am not surprised at the views expressed by Mr. Slick in the previous chapter.
For all she's so young, she's a widder, an' pr'aps it's as well she should be, seein' how shockin' her 'usband treated her afore he was took where no doubt he's bein' done as he did by. It's fair cruel, Miss Woodstock, mem, to see her sufferin's. She has fits, an' falls down everywheres; it's a mercy as she 'asn't been run over in the public street long ago.
Now, pr'aps you don't know, in fact you can't know, for you can't cypher, colonists ain't no good at figurs, but if you did know, the way to judge of a nation is by its private carriages. From Hyde Park corner to Ascot Heath, is twenty odd miles.
Tom: "My good woman, I am greatly obliged to you. We have no bran; can you give me a small quantity?" Old woman: "I never give anything. You Englishers, who come out with stacks of money, can afford to buy." Tom: "Sell me a small quantity." Old woman: "I guess I will." Old woman: "How do you get your money?" Old woman: "Pr'aps not.
"Gaff Gaff," repeated the man, meditating; "no, I niver heern on her." "Hm; thought pr'aps ye might good-night." "Good-noight." And the man went his way. "Ah! Billy, my heart misgives me, boy," said Gaff after a pause. It was evident that Billy's heart misgave him too, for he made no reply.
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