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Why shouldn't my mother have a jubilee?" "What for? 'Cause she've borne a damned fule?" asked the other man angrily. "If that's your way o' thought, best keep it in your thoughts. Anyhow, I'll knock your silly head off if I hears another word to that tune, so now you knaw." The speaker was above medium height and breadth, the man who drove him happened to be unusually small.

"What's gone amiss?" Skipper Tommy entreated, touching Tom Tot's shaking hand. "It come in the fall o' the year, Tom, lad. But what's gone amiss along o' you?" "She've been waitin' since then? Oh, a wretched father, I!" "Tom, lad, tell me what 'tis all about." "'Tis from she Mary! 'Tis from my lass," Tom Tot cried.

But she weern't, an' this mornin' we doan't see a atom of her, but finds a envelope empty 'pon the kitchen floor. 'Twas addressed to Joan an' comed from Lunnon." "Aw jimmery! She've gone to en arter all, then an' in her state." "The floods was out, you see.

Now these words were uttered loud enough to reach Nance inside the barn door, who fired up immediately at the slur upon her personal character. Coming to the door she cried regardless of consequences, "Come to that, Mr. Henchard, I can let 'ee know she've waited on worse!" "Then she must have had more charity than sense," said Henchard. "O no, she hadn't.

"What'll Master Lake say to that?" "Don't 'ee tell un, Gearge!" Abel implored; "and, O Gearge! let I tell mother about the word. Maybe she've heard tell of it. Let I show her the letter, Gearge. She'll read it for 'ee. She's a scholard, is mother." There was no mistaking now the wrath in George's face. The fury that is fed by fear blazes pretty strongly at all times.

I don't bear her no grudge, you understand? . . . But if you've still a mind to her, and she've a mind to you, I stand out from this moment, and wish 'ee luck!" 'Bias stood up, stiff with wrath. "And the Lord knows, Cai Hocken, how at this moment I keep my hands off you! . . . Wasn't it bad enough before, but you must stand patronisin' there, offerin' me what you don't want?

Salathiel, this is too bad! Leave me with this gentleman, S." And the clerk disappeared. "Sir," he said, "I know how you came by this: the Count de Pinto gave it you. It is too bad! I honor my parents; I honor THEIR parents; I honor their bills! But this one of grandma's is too bad it is, upon my word, now! She've been dead these five-and- thirty years.

"Be gormed if ban't a 'mazin' world! She've left nought dammy less than nought, for the house be mortgaged sea-deep to Doctor, an' theer's other debts. Not a penny for nobody nothin' but empty bottles an' to think as I thought so poor o' God as to say theer weern't none! What a ramshackle plaace the world is!" "No money at all? Mrs. Lezzard it can't be!" declared Mr. Lyddon. "But it is, by gum!

She do be of a designin' turn o' mind," he proceeded, "which is accordin' t' the nature o' women, puttin' no blame on her, an' she's not a wonderful lot for looks an' temper; but," impressively lifting his hand, voice and manner awed, "she've l'arnin', which is ek'al t' looks, if not t' temper.

Richard, if she blinded you about the nerve she've got, it was somethin' she thought she ought to do for your sake, and I wish I'd been by to counsel her, poor blessed babe! And how much longer, now, can ye stay divided from that darlin'?" Richard paced up and down. "A father's will," urged Mrs. Berry, "that's a son's law; but he mustn't go again' the laws of his nature to do it."

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