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"Here comes Mrs. Sanford and the ducklings." Everybody looked. "Ain't goin' off, is she?" "Nope; guess not. Meet somebody, prob'ly Sanford." "Well, sornethin's up. She don't often get out o' that store." "Le's see; he's been gone most o' the winter, hain't he?" "Yes; went away about New Year's." Mrs.
"That's not for me to say," said Martha, feigning coyness. "But this much I will confess, that some folks which shall be nameless, considers me so. An' they'd oughter know." "Is Miss Lang faskinatin'?" "Ask your Uncle Frank." "Why must I ask him?" "If you wanter know." "Does he know?" "Prob'ly. He's a very well-informed gen'l-man on most subjecks."
He staggered around to the front of the panting animal and solemnly seized her trunk and waggled it in earnest hand-shake. "You're a dumb animile," he muttered, "and you prob'ly can't have any idea of what I'm meanin' or sayin'. But I want to say to you, man to elephant, that I wouldn't swap your hind-tail which don't seem to be of any use, anyway for the whole Smyrna fire company.
"You prob'ly wonder why I take it so easy. Well, I remember what you told me once about judgin' people I don't know. Mebbe Allie was right, too, when she said a little genuine happiness is worth all it costs. Anyhow, if Buddy wants that woman, I won't say a word. She's turned out pretty good, an' people speak well of her.
I was all a twitter, so frightened still, but I was fascinated for to do it too just to see." "But you never saw him again." "No, and then I began to think it was all a fancy. D'you think it was a fancy, and not real?" "My dear girl, no;" and Dale shrugged his shoulders. "You prob'ly saw some poor devil of a tramp who had slept here, and was getting on the move after his night's rest."
Then the sailor let go his hold and the King staggered to a seat, choking and coughing to get his breath back. "I told you to let things alone," growled Cap'n Bill. "If you don't behave, your Majesty, this Blue Island'll have to get another Boolooroo." "Why?" asked the Blueskin. "Because I'll prob'ly spoil you for a king, an' mebbe for anything else.
Read the directions careful for the maroons, Mr. Pyecroft, and touch them off at half-minute intervals. Jules represents musketry an' maxim fire under your command. Remember, it's death or Salisbury Gaol! Prob'ly both!" 'By these means and some moderately 'ard runnin', we distracted 'em to the eastward. Maroons, you may not be aware, are same as bombs, with the anarchism left out.
"Didn't I tell ye? Cap'n Eben's adyin'. I seen him. All white and still and and awful. And Gracie, she's all alone and " "Alone? Where's Nat?" "She don't know. He ain't to home. But I got to find Dr. Parker." "Hold on! Stop! I'll tell you where the doctor is most likely. Up to Mrs. Prince's. She's been poorly and he's prob'ly been called there.
Prob'ly ogres didn't wear an eye-glass in one of their eyes, or flip off the sweet little daisy heads with cruel canes, but they were oldish and scare-ish, and of course they wouldn't have noticed you any, even if you were their Little Girl. Ogres would have prob'ly wanted a Boy too, and that's the way they'd have let you see your mistake.
"I guess the constable will mention it," Pinkey observed, drily. "He does, generally." "Let's make a circle and go and have a look at my place," Wallie suggested. "It's not far out of the way and we might pick up a few strays in that country." Pinkey agreed amiably and added: "You'll prob'ly have the blues for a week after." The key turning in the lock interrupted the conversation.
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