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Now, we don't know much 'bout boats and ropes, though we can tie a hangman's knot when necessary, but we do know somethin' 'bout guns and human natur' here, you, come 'way from that fence." The captain was edging toward a belaying-pin; but he noticed that the speaker's voice had lost its plaintiveness, and three tubes were looking at him.
Clouds, you know, always hev somethin' in 'em." "That is to say we shall have rain," said the candidate. "Let it come. We have been rained on too often to mind such a little thing eh, Sylvia? You see, I take you at your word." The girl nodded. "I don't think it'll be rain," said the guide. "We are so high up here that more 'n likely it'll be snow.
"Liable to nothin'. Stealin'! If folks don't steal no more 'n I do, I'll risk 'em. I'm a-takin' my lawful pay, I be. If you take my advice, you'll take somethin', too." Minna Eddy moved from the room with the rug gathered up in a roll in her arms, but Marie had been gradually recovering herself. Now she came forward. "You must not take that; that iss not your rug," said she.
I shan't like to spoil it all," he added virtuously. "Oh, we'll have heaps of practices," said Miss Dewhurst brightly. As he was going Bettine pressed a small apple into his hand. "A present for you," she murmured. "I saved it from my dinner." He was touched. "I'll give you somethin' to-morrow," he said, adding hastily, "if I can find anythin'."
She was a fortuneteller and she wanted to tell me my fortune. But I didn't want her to tell me nothin'. God was gittin' ready to tell me somethin' I didn't want to hear. I've got five great-grandchildren. We don't have no great-great-grandchildren. Don't want none." Interviewer's Comment The old lady's style was kind of cramped by the presence of her husband.
"You tell Florette I gotta leave this place," he concluded firmly. "Bert, now you tell Florette. Will you, Bert? Huh?" "Freddy I Freddy, lissen now. I got somethin' to tell you." "What?" "I I come on to tell you, Freddy. Tha's why I come out to tell you, see?" "Well, spit it out," Freddy laughed. Bert groaned. "Whassa matter, Bert? What's eatin' you?" "I I Say, Freddy, lissen lissen, now, Freddy.
Snivel, touching the Judge significantly on the arm, as they take seats. Mr. Snivel is fond of good wine, and good wine has so mellowed his constitution that he is obliged to seek support for his head in his hands. "I'd like a little light on this 'ere plot. Peers thar's somethin' a foot," responds the Judge. Anna interposes by saying they shall know quick enough.
Cabot, excuse me for talkin' about somethin' you don't understand, but, you see, Lulie is Well, Primmie, what is it?" Primmie's face expressed great excitement as she pushed it around the edge of the kitchen door. "My savin' soul!" was her salutation. "Who do you suppose is comin' right up our walk this very minute? Raish Pulcifer, that's who!
The dog rose, with ears erect, and looked anxiously first at his master and then into the grave. "Theer oughter be somethin' sed," muttered the old man; "'tain't right to put 'im under like a dog. Theer oughter be some sort o' sarmin." He sighed heavily in the listening silence that followed this remark and proceeded with his work.
"But I got somethin' important to tell you, Mr. Bonner. I think a trap is bein' set fer me by the desperadoes we're after. I guess I'm gittin' too hot on their trail. I had an ananymous letter to-day." "A what?" "Ananymous letter. Didn't you ever hear of one? This one was writ fer the express purpose of lurin' me into a trap. They want to git me out of the way. But I'll fool 'em.
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