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Cai glanced at the back of William Skin, who had started to hum or rather to croon a tuneless song while knotting a rope to the second ladder. No: it was impossible to say what he wished to say in the presence of William Skin, confound him! Skin's deafness, Skin's imperturbability, might have limits. . . . "You wish me to advise you?" he controlled himself to ask. "No, I don't.
"Hush!" said Mrs. Garth, turning a quick eye towards the aforementioned door. Then quietly resuming her attentions to the gorse, she added, in another tone, "That's nowther nowt nor summat, lad." "It'll take a thicker skin nor mine, mother, to hold out much longer," said Joe huskily, but struggling to speak beneath his breath. "Yer skin's as thin as a cat-lug," said Mrs. Garth in a bitter whisper.
Well, I don't care if we do. Here, let's have a look at him;" and Phineas, who in the course of his hunting and backwoods life had acquired some rude experience of surgery, kneeled down by the wounded man, and began a careful examination of his condition. "Marks," said Tom, feebly, "is that you, Marks?" "No; I reckon 'tan't friend," said Phineas. "Much Marks cares for thee, if his own skin's safe.
Jess, the mare, had been sent, with her weather-worn cart, to Howgate, and had doubtless her own dim and placid meditations and confusions on the absence of her master and Rab and her unnatural freedom from the road and her cart. For some days Ailie did well. The wound healed "by the first intention;" for, as James said, "Oor Ailie's skin's ower clean to beil."
The two young people, both on their feet now, looked after him. Martin's face was a queer study of contemptuous compunction; Thyme's was startled, softened, almost tearful. "It won't do him any harm," muttered the young man. "It'll shake him up." Thyme flashed a vicious look at him. "I hate you sometimes," she said. "You're so coarse-grained your skin's just like leather."
If you ram lightly, the bullet will go only a little way. If you ram hard, your bullet will go straight to the mark." "There it is then, rammed hard," I said, as I made the ramrod ring. "That's right. Now you shall shoot the 'gator. Some folks say their skin's too hard for the bullet to go through. We shall see."
No better danger signal exists among the rocks of the North Pacific than this same snorting walrus, who for all his noise and size is a floundering coward. The great danger to the nutshell skin's is from becoming ice-logged when the sleet storms fall and freeze; and for the rest, the sea makes small matter of a hunter more or less.
You got you a bruise black as charcoal an' big as a plate right across your guts, but the skin's only a little broke wheah the plate cut you some. An' if you ain't hurt inside, you're 'bout the luckiest fella I ever thought to see in my lifetime!" Drew moved a hand, touching the buckle with a forefinger.
"Yes, to be sure, I can tell a nigger by his ear, if his skin's as white as chalk!" said Dusenberry. "It's all gammon this bringing bright outlandish men here, and trying to pass them off for white folks.
Make it something else, and I'll work for you till the skin's off my hands. But Sinclair " He stopped, studying her intently. "Will you tell me one thing? How much does Sinclair mean to you." "A great deal," said the girl gently. "But if you hate him, I can't ask you." "He's a hard man," said Arizona, "and he's got a mean name, lady. You know that.
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