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The young man's face grew pale, and he began to pace the floor again. "She never mentioned me in connection with this, did she?" "No, sah." "And yet I am her nephew." "Rackon she dun thought yo' was rich enough, Massah St. John." "Perhaps I am, Ben. But it is strange that my own flesh and blood should forget me, to take up with a nobody.
But I rackon dat was from de shootin' ob dat dar guerrilla." Marion heaved a deep sigh, and Mrs. Ruthven shook her head slowly. Here was fresh trouble, more painful than any that had gone before. "The guerrilla couldn't go off alone, could he?" asked Marion. "Jack said he was quite seriously wounded, Marion. Still, the rascal may have been playing possum with Jack, and stolen off on the sly."
'Us may tich of her now, I rackon, said Betty in her most jealous way; 'Annie, tak her by the head, and I'll tak her by the toesen. No taime to stand here like girt gawks. Don'ee tak on zo, missus. Ther be vainer vish in the zea Lor, but, her be a booty!
"To pay our debts and say good-by and and we're awf'ly hungry." "Aie!" said Mother Yeo, "makkin' love to me! I'm shaamed of 'ee." "'Rackon us wouldn't du no such thing if Mary was here," said McTurk, lapsing into the broad North Devon that the boys used on their campaigns. "Who'm takin' my name in vain?"
The wild cat now prepared to leap upon him. It crouched low, shaking its short tail from side to side. The leap was about to be taken when, of a sudden, bang! went a gun, and the beast rolled over on its side. "A good shot, Ben!" came in the voice of Columbus Washington. "I rackon ye killed him." "Ben!" cried Jack, in great joy, as the face of the faithful old negro showed itself at the doorway.
Stalky pointed to the unconscious Tulke. "He've niver been kissed by no sort or manner o' maid in hees borned laife, Mary. Oh, 'tees shaamful!" "Whutt's to do with me? 'Twill come to 'un in the way o' nature, I rackon." She nodded her head sagaciously. "You niver want me to kiss un sure-ly?" "Give 'ee half-a-crown if 'ee will," said Stalky, exhibiting the coin.
With that I wanted to go and smell it, and not to stop for Betty. "Troost thee for thiccy, Jan Ridd. But thee must keep it bit langer, I reckon. Her baint coom, Maister Ziderpress. Whatt'e mak of that now?" "Do you mean to say that Uncle Ben has not arrived yet, Betty?" "Raived! I knaws nout about that, whuther a hath of noo. Only I tell 'e, her baint coom. Rackon them Dooneses hath gat 'un."
"An' 'ow 'bout t' women, Jimmy? There'll bae a sight o' nacks fer yo' t' wring, I rackon. They'll 'ave soomat t' saay to 'er, yore laady." "T' women? T' women? Domned sight she'll keer for what they saay. There is n' woon o' they bitches as is fit t' kneel in t' mood to 'er t' tooch t' sawle of 'er boots." Blenkiron peered up at him from the crook of the mare's hind leg.
Rackon Varmer Jan 'ood a-zhown them the wai to kingdom come, 'stead of gooin' herzel zo aisy. And a maight have been gooin' to market now, 'stead of laying banked up over yanner. Maister Jan, thee can zee the grave if thee look alang this here goon-barryel. Buy now, whutt be blubberin' at? Wish I had never told thee. 'John Fry, I am not blubbering; you make a great mistake, John.
John leaped back in amazement. "You don't mean that, Ben!" he gasped. "Yes, sah, I does mean it." "Half the property?" "Yes, sah." "He doesn't deserve it!" At this the old negro shrugged his huge shoulders. "Rackon de missus knows what she wants to do." "But it is not right to give the boy half the estate. I suppose the other half will go to Marion." "Yes, sah."
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