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"Charming!" said the Mayoress to Gatien. "Pray go on, Monsieur Lousteau." Lousteau looked at the two women, two Indian idols, and contrived to keep his countenance. He thought it desirable to say, "Attention!" before going on as follows: dress rustled in the silence. Sud- denly Cardinal Borborigano stood before the Duchess.
But speyk o' giein' ower the drink! The verra attemp' an' dinna ye think that I haena made it aich! What for sud I gang to hell afore my time? The deils themselves compleen o' that. Na, na. Ance ye hae learned to drink, ye canna do wantin' 't. Man, dinna touch 't.
"It's no that I dinna like ye, Curly. Ye ken that. I wad do anything for ye that I cud do. Ye hae been a gude frien' to me." And here Annie burst out crying. "Dinna greit. The Lord preserve's! dinna greit. I winna say anither word aboot it. What's Curly that sic a ane as you sud greit for him? Faith! it's nearhan' as guid as gin ye lo'ed me.
'Think o' 't? says I ; 'what sud I think o' 't, but that it's the wull o' Providence? Wi' that she leuch till she wabblet a' ower like cauld skink, an' says she 'Weel, that's jist what it is no, an' that lat me tell ye, Miss Horn! I glowert at her, maist frichtit into believin' she was the witch fowk ca'd her.
They've gotten their fangs into my heart, Rover, and seean they'll be coilin' thersels about my body. I niver thowt to see t' snakes clim' t' moors; they sud hae bided i' t' dale and left t' owd shipperd to dee in peace." When clipping-time came the walls had almost reached the level of the shepherd's cottage.
These, of course, were kindly met; and the visits of the rector, for some time, were frequent. One day, when he took Tom Chuff's hand on bidding him good-bye, the sick man held it still, and said: "Ye'r vicar o' Shackleton, sir, and if I sud dee, ye'll promise me a'e thing, as I a promised ye a many.
"Very well, M'sieu'!" The driver disclaimed responsibility and accepted the favor of the gods with a speaking shrug. "M'sieu' said the Gare du Sud? En voiture!" Kirkwood jumped in and shut the door; the vehicle drew slowly away from the curb, then with gratifying speed hammered up-stream on the embankment.
"Then go, my dear fellow. Go by all means. The journey is quite easy. Just the train by day to Paris, and then by sleeping-car on the Sud Express right through to Madrid." "Yes. But it's an awful trouble," replied the rich old man. "No trouble at all!" laughed Rayne as he pulled at his cigar. "I don't like to see you in this rut of hotels. It's bad for you!
The dog had obeyed, and now stood worshipping her with his tail, while with his eyes he watched the enemy and his stick. "Hark ye, Covenant," she went on, "whan his sowl he selled him, the deevil telled him,'at never mair sud he turn a hair at cry or moanin' in highway or loanin', for greitin' or sweirin' or grane o' despair. Haud frae him, Covenant, my fine fallow, haud frae him."
Sae, allooin' the thing maun be, ye'll hae till alloo likewise, an' it's a trouth I'm tellin' ye, sir, 'at it's o' nae sma' consequence to the toon 'at the drucken craturs sud fill themsels wi' dacency an' that's what I see till.
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