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It was called 'Off to Philadelphia in the mornin'. A beautiful voice I used to have: tenor. I shouldn' wonder if I had it yet; only" with a wistful sigh "in the Force you got to put that sort o' thing behind you, . . . which brings me back to what I was saying.
"Here, hold hard a moment Is it in Pamphlett's hand-writin' by any chance?" The question wounded Lippity-Libby's feelings, and he showed it. "As if I shouldn' ha' told you!" he protested, gently reproachful. "Nor his clerk's?" "What, Hendy? Hendy makes all his long letters straight up an' down, while these be made with loops.
So I thank 'ee, naybour, for bein' so forward to give me a bit o' pleasure; but 'twon't do no, by the Powers Above it won't." He shook his head sadly. Then of a sudden his eye brightened. "I tell 'ee what, though. There's no rule of His Majesty's Service why I shouldn' stand by while you reads it aloud." "No, no," said Nicky-Nan hastily.
Adams drew a long breath. "I shouldn' wonder," he said. "Turnin' 'em wi' their faces to the wall 'd look too marked," mused Mr. Jope. "But a few tex o' Scripture along the walls might ease things down a bit." "Wot about the hold?" Mr. Adams suggested. "The cellar, you mean. Let's have a look."
For my part," Miss Oliver confessed, "little luxuries always get the better o' me. I declare that if a rich man was to come along an' promise to load me with diamonds and silver tea-pots and little knick-knacks of that sort, I shouldn' care who he was, nor how ugly, but I'd just shut my eyes and fling myself at his head." "You'd better advertise in the papers, then.
"No, I shouldn'. I'd say, 'You rate me too high, my dear. Still, I'd say, 'if you insist upon it, you just scribble down the main points on a sheet o' paper, and I'll take a walk and think it over. Then I'd carry it off to Benny." 'Bias, who so far had held the better of the argument by keeping his temper, clinched his triumph with a nod and refilled his pipe.
"I beg your pardon, ma'am," says he, "but you seemed to be wilfully misunderstanding me. Let us confine ourselves to smuggling," says he. "Very well," says she; "I'm agreeable." "I tell you, then, that it's a sin; it's defrauding the King just as much as if you dipped your hand into His Majesty's pocket" "I shouldn' dream of being so familiar," said Mrs.
"The' was some things on the hoss, Squire, that the man he ketched said he didn' care no gre't abaout; but perhaps you'd like to have 'em fetched to the mansion-haouse. Ef y' didn' care abaout 'em, though, I shouldn' min' keepin' on 'em; they might come handy some time or 'nother: they say, holt on t' anything for ten year 'n' there'll be some kin' o' use for't."
I have heard peasants in Wales talking about events before the conquest; people who have never learnt Welsh history out of books, and have nothing to go on but local legends; and placing the old unhappy far-off things and battles long ago at "over a hundred years back, I shouldn' wonder."
"'Tis nachrul as you harp on it; an', blame me, if I sees why you shouldn' go down-long. Us might ride in the cart an' no harm done." "Ay, do 'e come, theer's a dear sawl. Just to look upon the plaace " "As for that, if us goes, us must see the matter through an' give your faither the chance to do what's right by 'e."
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