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Now it's all plain!" "All?" repeated Sylvester. "You mean ?" "I mean everything, all that's been puzzlin' me and troublin' my head since the very beginnin'. All of it! Now I know why! Oh, 'Bije! 'Bije! 'Bije!" Kuhn spoke quickly. "Captain," he said, "I believe you know who the owner of that one hundred shares is. Do you?" Captain Elisha gravely nodded. "Yes," he answered. "I know him." "What?"
"He'd been listenin' outside the door, I believe, all the toime Terence an' mesilf were talkin' an' arguin' about the ould dame's complaint, puzzlin' our brains to find out what was the mather with her, for the baste of a man had a broad grin on his face, loike that you say on a mealy petaty whin the jacket pales off of it, whin he toorned round to us afther examinin' poor Mistress Flannagan, now all a heap on her chere.
"Oho!" exclaimed Flaggan, in a low tone, "that clears up wan or two things that's been puzzlin' me. I've bin thinkin' that the ship I saw lave the port was British, but the weather bein' thick I cudn't quite make out her colours.
I wuz settin' up talkin' wid my ole 'oman, kinder puzzlin' 'roun' fer ter see whar de nex' meal's vittles wuz a gwineter cum fum, an' I feel a little ache sorter crawlin' 'long on my jaw-bone, kinder feelin' his way. But de ache don't stay long. He sorter hankered 'roun' like, en den crope back whar he come fum.
That's the situation, and it's enough to drive a man crazy." "It sartinly is most puzzlin'," the captain agreed. "Strange, Martha, isn't it?" and he turned to his wife. "But, then, perhaps they've all gone fer a car ride. It's a fine night fer a spin." "But Mrs. Hampton told me that her son would most likely be home when I came back from the quarry," Randall explained.
You just wait! And the poor feller put in the time afore the bell rung goin' over all the things he shouldn't have done and had, and wonderin' which it was this time. You hinted to me a week ago that there was a surprisin' possibility loomin' up in 'Bije's financial affairs. And ever since then I've been puzzlin' my brains tryin' to guess what could happen.
When Vee first connects with one of her bright ideas, though, she's apt to be a little puzzlin' in her remarks about it. As a matter of fact, her scheme is a bit hazy, but she's sure it's a winner. "Listen, Torchy," says she. "Here are all these Harbor Hills people perhaps a hundred families many of them with poor cooks, some with none at all.
"It is more puzzlin' than I thought it," returned Adams; "but then that's no great wonder, for if it puzzles you it's no wonder that it should puzzle me, who has had no edication whatever 'xcep what I've picked up in the streets. But it surprises me you'll excuse me, Mr Young that you who's bin at school shouldn't have your mind more clear about religion. Don't they teach it at school?"
'Tell me, she said, 'the name of the street you live in, and the name of any streets near to it, and how they lie with regard to each other. Come, don't think about it, but tell me; you must know where you live and work. 'I don't want to have you puzzlin' and worritin' me.
That's a fac'; an' if you can give me a reason for it you'll be doin' me a kindness. For I never could find one, an' I've lain awake at nights puzzlin' it over." "I bet Bill would know," said Tilda. Sam eyed her. "I'd give somethin'" he said, "to be sure this Bill, as you make such a gawd of, is a real person or whether, bein' born different to the rest of yer sex, you've 'ad to invent 'im."
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