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Then instantly she straightened back, caught up a knife, and began to peel an onion from a pan on the shelf before her. "Cryin'? Nonsense!" she snapped quaveringly. "Can't a body peel a pan of onions without being accused of cryin' about somethin'? Shucks! What should I be cryin' for, anyway, to be sure?
It seemed to her that the preacher was sneering when he put the questions to which she answered quaveringly. Vaguely she felt the presence of some cruel, sinister jest of which she was the sport. After the ceremony had been finished the three men drank together while she sat white-faced before the fire.
"Rubbish, Matilda!" she scoffed quaveringly, "go in, you frightened little rabbit you forgot to shut the door, that's all." She pushed the door open and with a shiver stepped inside. Then a sound made her stop dead. It was a shuffle and a creak such as a dog might make if he brushed against the chair. "Who's there?" she demanded. There was no reply. "Who's there?"
"Where has my brother gone?" he demanded, fiercely, as she came into view along the ill-lighted passage-way. "Gone, good sir?" said she, quaveringly. "Why, how should I know where he has gone? More quality has been here this morning than ever I saw in Bradwell Street in all my life.
At the same instant, through the open doorway, from across the lawn in the direction of the secret path, came the quaveringly sweet trill of a mocking bird's song. Despite himself, Gavin's glance turned toward the doorway. "That's just a mocker," Milo explained, loudly, his face reddening as he looked in perturbation at his guest. "Sweet, isn't he?
If you want me near, I'll take the Edgewood school, so that I can be here nights and Sundays to help; and if you get better, then I'll go to Augusta, for that's a hundred dollars more, with music lessons and other things beside." "You listen to me," said Miranda quaveringly. "Take the best place, regardless o' my sickness.
Limp, quaveringly. "Ah, there's better folks spend their money worse," said a firm-voiced dyer, whose crimson hands looked out of keeping with his good-natured face. "But he won't keep his money, by what I can make out," said the glazier. "Don't they say as there's somebody can strip it off him? By what I can understan', they could take every penny off him, if they went to lawing."
"'Llo, M'lissy," he said, as kindly as was compatible with a rusty bit of wire between his teeth. The girl leaned against the shaded side of a stack of baled barley hay. "Lysander," she began quaveringly, "Lysander, if you'd seen paw shot, an' knowed all about it, could they make you tell would you think you'd ought to tell?"
"And the two men?" she questioned, breathlessly. "They're in the dugout with the horses. They were in here, until you came." She leaned back, breathing fast. Her color was high, her eyes were shining with satisfaction. And while Lawler watched her she laughed quaveringly. "Then I had that long, cold ride for nothing," she said. Lawler looked straight at her. "You knew the fence was to be cut?"
He bowed and scraped before the irate commander. "Pardon, Senor Commandante," he said, quaveringly, "the flag of Mexico reposes in a trunk with the official papers of the port. I, myself, have seen the receiver of customs, Don Rafael Pinto, place it there." "And where is Don Rafael?" "Some days ago he joined the Castro forces in the South, Senor." "Well, well!"
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