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"Curse it, Wullie! curse it! The time's slippin' slippin' slippin'! Thursday next but three days mair! and I haena the proof I haena the proof!" and he rocked to and fro, biting his nails in the agony of his impotence. All day long he never moved. Long after sunset he sat on; long after dark had eliminated the features of the room. "They're all agin us, Wullie. It's you and I alane, lad.
She put up wid her, en hed de doctor gib her medicine, en let 'er go ter de circus, en all so'ts er things fer ter take her min' off'n her troubles. But dey didn' none un 'em do no good. Chloe got ter slippin' down here in de ebenin' des lak she 'uz comin' ter meet Jeff, en she'd set dere unner dat willer tree on de udder side, en wait fer 'im, night atter night.
Because there's a humanity about him. A weak man hissel', aye slippin', slippin', slippin', and tryin' to haud up; sorrowin' ae minute, sinnin' the next; doin' ill deeds and wishin' 'em undone just a plain human man, a sinner. And that's why I'm thinkin he's tender for us as is like him. He understood.
Ole Miss Fox, she cut and cut twel down come de tree, but no Brer Rabbit dar. Den she lay de blame on Tobe, en she say she gwineter lash 'im, en Tobe, he put out en run, de ole 'oman atter 'im. Bimeby, he come up wid Brer Rabbit, en sot down fer to tell 'im how 'twuz, en w'iles dey wuz a settin' dar, yer come ole Miss Fox a slippin' up en grab um bofe. Den she tell um w'at she gwine do.
Not one of the kind to go slippin' into town on a spree. Not him. And never carries around much ready money or jewelry. No holdup men out here, anyway." "But but he's gone!" moans Matilda. "Sure he is," admits Zosco. "Maybe back to Saginaw. Something might have happened at the store.
An' after 'e learned that trick of slippin' 'is collar off well, I fancy Mr. Carter's seen the last of 'im. I do, indeed." Mr. Carter meanwhile was making his way slowly down the snowy avenue, upon his accustomed walk. The walk, however, was dull to-day, for Skiddles, his little terrier, was not with him to add interest and excitement. Mr.
I'm hanged if this here blasted quid ain't a burnin' of me like a red-hot fardin'! I'm blest if I've slep' more 'n half the night. I woke up oncet, with it a slippin' down red lane. I wish I had swallered it. Then nobody 'd 'a' ast me vere I got it. I don't wonder as rich coves turn out sich a bad lot. I believe the devil's in this 'ere! Knocks at MRS. CLIFFORD'S door. JAMES opens.
"I'm comin' to that. We'd just run our nose into the tropics an' was headin' down for Kingston Harbour slippin' along at five knots easy an' steady, an' not a sign of trouble. The time, so far as I can tell, was somewhere near five bells in the middle watch. I'd turned in, leavin' Pete on deck, an' was fast asleep; when all of a suddent a great jolt sent me flyin' out o' the berth.
There was no pretense of utility in Rufe's performance; only the love of handling lead could explain it. "Ye hed better mind," his mother admonished him. "Birt war powerful tried the t'other day ter think what hed gone with his bullets. He'll nose ye out afore long." "They hev got sech a fool way o' slippin' through the chinks in the floor," said the boy in exasperation. "I never seen the beat!
The face Norah turned on him had that look which is in the face of an animal, when its young is being forced from it fierce, hungering, furtive, vicious. "The child is mine," she exclaimed "mine and no other's. The prairie gave it to me. It came to me out of the storm. 'Tis mine-mine only. I was barren and wantin', and my man was slippin' from me, because there was only two of us in our home.
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