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Well, I'd bin out a-scoutin' just to help the boys along, and I was sittin' in my wagon about daybreak, when along comes a brigadier-general, and he looks into the wagon flap. I oughter to tell you first, gentlemen, that every minit he was expecting an attack but he didn't let on a hint of it to me. 'How are you, Jim? said he.

It went on evenly, clearly, dominating the crowded room by the drama of its undramatic timbre. "My uncle was sittin' in a chair, tied to it. His head was canted a little to one side an' he was lookin' up at me. There was a bullet hole in his forehead. He was dead." The veiled woman in black gasped for air. Her head sank forward and her slender body swayed.

It makes her sore to watch him sittin' around like tonight and conductin' the orchestra. She says it ain't because he's daffy, but on account of his bein' stuck up." The woman with the green hat had left her table. Izzy's shrewd eyes picked her out again this time standing against a far wall talking to the professor, and the professor was rubbing his forehead and saying "No, no," with his hands.

Me that's just come back from a journey of a hundred miles, and sent off again like this with but a taste of sleep and little food, and Corporal Byng sittin' there at Fort Desire with a pipe in his mouth and the fat on his back like a porpoise.

I was sittin' there starin' across the table, tryin' to size up this leather-faced old party with the bashful ways and the simple look in his steady eyes. The grizzled mustache curlin' close around his mouth corners, the heavy eyebrows, and the thick head of gray hair somehow reminds me of Mark Twain, as we used to see him a few years back walkin' up Fifth-ave.

"I houp nane o' them's swallowed my nepkin!" he said musingly. "I'm no sure whaur I was sittin'. I hae my place i' the beuk, but I doobt I hae tint my place i' the gerse." Long before he had ended, for he spoke with utter deliberation, Gibbie was yards away, flitting hither and thither like a butterfly. A minute more and Donal saw him pounce upon his bundle, which he brought to him in triumph.

Planning it all out to Thorne's at lunch they was, an' Heally was sittin' at the next table and beats it to me. You can see for yerself what a hell of a mess they'll make!" It was a relief to both men when at this point the door of the office opened and Martin Jaffry entered. Not since the unfortunate anti-suffrage statement of George's had Uncle Martin dropped in like this.

"I've had boys around to keep me posted. They been spotting things. Old Minky has been sittin' so tight I guessed I'd have to raid the store for his gold; an' now they've opened out. That buzzy-headed old fool's goin' to send out a stage loaded down with dust. It starts Wednesday morning, an' he guesses it's to win through to Spawn City. Gee! An' they're shoutin' about it.

"Sittin' on the stairs there, listenin', wan't you?" Lute raised himself to his knees. "I think," he panted, "I I swan! I shouldn't wonder if I'd broke my leg!" "Um-hm! Well, if you'd broke your neck 'twouldn't have been no more'n you deserve. Shame on you! Sneakin' thing!" "Now, Dorindy, I I wan't listenin'. I was just " "Don't talk to me. Don't you open your mouth.

Don't go sittin' up. I don't know when I'll be in." "I'll hot some cocoa for you last thing and leave it on the trivet." "Sha'n't want cocoa." "What shall you want then?" "Oh, Lord!" His nerves were all on edge. He couldn't bear it. "Nothing!" he cried, as he rushed out. At the gate it struck him that he had been a brute to her. He turned. He rushed back to her.