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Look here. Let's have harmony. I'm no hand at quarrelin', even among the men, let alone among the petticuts. Let's have harmony. The wench has got her letter back, and theer's no harm done. And if theer is, ye'd better fight it out betwigst ye." With this he turned his back and waddled a pace or two. Then he turned a laughing face upon them, moving slowly on his axis.
And if she kinder got out of other occupations for a minute durin' them first weeks she would be a quarrelin' with Josiah Allen about age. I s'pose she and Josiah wuzn't far from the same age, for they wuz children together. But she wanted to make out she wuz young. And she would tell Josiah that "he seemed jest like a father to her, and always had."
He came the day but one before he was shot. She let him in. He appeared flustered like. She heard talking in the parlor, I peared like it was quarrelin'. Was afeared sumfin' was wrong: Just put her ear to the keyhole of the back parlor-door. Heard a man's voice, "I can't I can't, Good God," quite beggin' like. Heard young Miss' voice, "Take your choice, then.
She couldn't believe but what we'd been quarrelin'. When you came right down to givin' the actual reason for my departure without mentionin' any o' the true cause, it was a rather delicate project for a man who hadn't no experience in makin' political speeches: an' Barbie gave me a purty complete goin' over.
You 'members Ted, de colored boy on de 'Hatty. We's kep' company, off an' on, a year, sometimes quarrelin', and den makin' up. I can't leave Ted." Her soul was in her eyes, as she begged for herself and Ted, and the Colonel hastened to say, "You did not let me finish. I couldn't buy you, if I would, and if I did I'd set you free. I will see that this is done some time."
"Shore as hell!" he bit out, darkly. "Somers saw Isbel an' his gang trailin' us to the Jorth ranch." "Are y'u goin' to stay heah an' wait for them?" "Shore I've been quarrelin' with the fellars out there over that very question. I'm for leavin' the country. But Queen, the damn gun fighter, is daid set to kill that cowman, Blue, who swore he was King Fisher, the old Texas outlaw.
He came the day but one before he was shot. She let him in. He appeared flustered like. She heard talking in the parlor, I peared like it was quarrelin'. Was afeared sumfin' was wrong: Just put her ear to the keyhole of the back parlor-door. Heard a man's voice, "I can't I can't, Good God," quite beggin' like. Heard young Miss' voice, "Take your choice, then.
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