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And I hears Darby Meeker say to one feller, 'We'll git him, sure! and I listens with all my ears, though pretendin' to see nothin'. 'We'll fix it this time, he said; 'the Old Un's got his thinkin' cap on. And I takes in every word, and by one thing and another I picks up that there's new schemes afoot to trap ye.
"The most of it's lies, as folks enjoys theirsels pretendin' to believe," the grand- mother commented. "It's servants'-hall talk and cottage gossip, and plenty made itself up out o' beer drunk in th' tap-room at th' Wool Park. In a place where naught much happens, people get into th' way 'o springin' on a bit o' news, and shakin' and worryin' it like a terrier does a rat. It's nature.
And it's awful dangerous to wake anybody up that's just got to sleep after a fever. That's what our doctor said, I 'member." "Oh, Bunny is just getting over a fever, is he?" asked Mrs. Brown. "Of course it's only a make-believe fever, Mother," said the little girl. "We're only pretendin' you know"; and she cut her words short, leaving off a "g" here and there, so she could talk faster I suppose.
Jonathan Jackson, who had kept a discreet silence during Hepsey's pointers concerning his colleague, the Senior Warden, interjected: "There 'aint no cliff, Hepsey, and you know it. I always tell her, Mr. Maxwell, 'taint appropriate a bit." "Jonathan, you 'aint no Englishman, and there's no use pretendin' that you are.
Brisher paused, and affected amusement at the memory. "The old man was a scorcher," he said; "a regular scorcher." "What!" said I; "did he ?" "It was like this," explained Mr. Brisher, laying a friendly hand on my arm and breathing into my face to calm me. "Just to dror 'im out, I told a story of a chap I said I knew pretendin', you know who'd found a sovring in a novercoat 'e'd borrowed.
"I'll lay my wage an' share 'tis more'n half play-actin' to him, an' he consates himself he's a bowld mariner. Watch his little bit av a back now!" "That's the way we all begin," said Tom Platt. "The boys they make believe all the time till they've cheated 'emselves into bein' men, an' so till they die pretendin' an' pretendin'. I done it on the old Ohio, I know.
The first question is, Are you able to feed your wives without requirin' them to work too hard in the fields?" "Yes, father," answered Dan, promptly. "Well. I don't want 'em not to work at all that's good for neither man, nor woman, nor beast. Even child'n work hard, poor things, while playin' at pretendin' to work. However, I'm glad to hear you are ready.
Westcott," she whispered, "don't never tell anybody I told yer, but she was awful good ter me, an' that pasty-faced blonde makes me sick just ter look at her. You know the feller they call Enright, I reckon he's a lawyer." Westcott nodded. "Well, he was doin' most of the talkin', an' I was foolin' round the sideboard yonder, pretendin' ter clean it up.
With an effort he said coldly: 'If ye had stopped wi' us ye wudna ha'e been back at the beer an' broke yer pledge. 'Wha tell't ye I was at the beer? 'Yer breath, ye eediot! 'Ho! so ye was pretendin' ye was sleepin' when I spoke to ye! Cooard to smell a man's breath wi' yer eyes shut! Macgregor turned wearily away. 'It's nae odds to me what ye drink, he said.
But then those Vigilantes is allus clingin' and hangin' onter some mere scrap o' the law they're pretendin' to despise. It makes me sick! Why, when Jake Myers shot your ole Aunt Viney's second husband, and I laid in wait for Jake afterwards in the Butternut Hollow, did I tie him to his hoss and fetch him down to your Aunt Viney's cabin 'for an example' before I plugged him? No!" in deep disgust.
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