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As his confidence in the young man grew, the squire let Keith into a secret. "You mind when you come up here with that young man from the North, that engineer fellow, what come a-runnin' of a railroad a-hellbulgin' through this country, and was a-goin' to carry off all the coal from the top of the Alleghanies spang down to Torment?" Keith remembered.
He sprang back with shrill laughter. "Begolly! and will your honor be whistling the hornpipe for me to be dancing of?" he cried. SPANG! went his fist into Wessner's face, and he was past him into the swale. "And would you be pleased to tune up a little livelier?" he gasped, and clipped his ear as he sprang back. Wessner lunged at him in blind fury.
"Oh," she cried, her voice cracked spang across with a sob, "I I just hate you!" "No, you don't," he said, smiling and gathering his parcels. "Do." "Don't." "Do." "What's that on your wrist?" "Where?" "There. I thought you said you threw it away." Her right hand flew to her left wrist as if a welt lay there. "This, I huh I I forgot I had it on.
You're thin, but you're not thin enough for that. Yes, I mean you, and don't you give me any of your impudence either. Look at those women out there. Right spang in the way of the scraper. Isn't that a woman all over? A woman and a hen, I don't know which is Well, hel-lo! Where'd you come from? How's all the folks? Where's Lizzie? Didn't she come with you? Aw, isn't that too bad? Scalding hot! Ts!
Ca'line, you teck yo' eyes off dat ar roas' pig, er I'll fling dis yer b'ilin' lard right spang on you. I ain' gwine hev none er my cookin' conjured fo' my ve'y face. Congo, you shet dat mouf er yourn, er I'll shet hit wid er flat-iron, en den hit'll be shet ter stay." Then, as Mrs.
His love of the humorous and the ridiculous is unbounded; but he has serious moments, as well, and at such times is as dignified and refined in speech and manner as any man you'd find in a thousand. He is a good speaker, can stir a political convention to highest excitement when he gets fired up; and can write an article for the press that goes spang to the spot.
The red curting was down on the inside, and I seen through it, I swar to Gawd I did, sir! I seen clar spang through into that room, and thar stood Marster in his night clothes, jest so and thar stood that murdering vil'yan close to him, holding the tin box so and Marster with the handi'on jest daring him to cum on and and oh! I am glad to know my Marster was game to the last, died game!
This other of the Saint Andrew is a quiet place, where I have ta'en my whetter now and then, when I lodged in the neighbourhood of the Temple with Lord Glenvarloch. What the deil's the matter wi' the man, garr'd him gie sic a spang as that, and almaist brought himself and me on the causeway?" "Do not name that false Scot's name to me," said Jin Vin, "if you would not have me go mad!
Another rumble, another jar, not so heavy or so near this time, and then a few sharply connected reports, clamped Dorn as in a cold vise. Machine-gun shots! Many thousand machine-gun shots had he heard, but none with the life and the spite and the spang of these. Did he imagine the difference?
But for ten minutes she sat in a leather-and-oak waiting room, beneath a fly-specked Rembrandt's "Night-Watch," a clock ticking spang into the gaslighted silence and the very chairs seeming to meditate as they stood. Then a pair of black-walnut doors slid back, and on a puff of iodoform Lilly passed between them and they clicked shut again.
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