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Dic did not remain long with the tempting little remedy. While his hand was on the latch she detained him with many questions, and danced about him in pretty impatience. "Why do you go?" she asked poutingly. "You said Bob Kaster was coming," replied Dic. "Oh, well, you stay and I'll send him about his business quickly enough," she returned. "Would you, Sukey?" asked Dic, laughing.
Miss Sukey Jennett said, 'I am most pleased with that part of the story where the good Benefico cuts off the monster's head, and puts an end to his cruelty, especially as he was so sullen he would not confess his wickedness; because, you know, Miss Jenny, if he had had sense enough to have owned his error, and have followed the example of the good giant, he might have been happy.
Golly, dey flog dis chile twice already. Nex' time, I spect dat sumfin' am a-gwine to happen." "When and where were you impressed?" Fernando asked. "I war wid Cap'n Parson on de Dover, den de Sea Wing came, an' de leftenant swear dis chile am a Britisher, and he tuk me away. Den me an' Massa St. Mark, de gunner, were transferred to de Macedonian." Sukey was sullen and melancholy.
Or in English, "After my wife died, if I saw another girl with her name, and I was talking to her, I'd speak another woman's name, and call her by another name; that's to say, I'd take some nick-name, such as Polly or Sukey.
Sukey, however, got no small consolation from the sense of the greatness of the trust confided in her, and of the uproar she could make in Coniston if she chose. The painter, to do him justice, was the real dressmaker, and did everything except cut the cloth and sew it together.
Little change had come to the Macedonian since Fernando Stevens had been transferred from her to the sloop. At this time there were but three impressed Americans on the Macedonian, Sukey, a negro sailor called Tawney and a man named Rogers. Notwithstanding their difference in race and social standing, Sukey and Tawney were attached to each other.
It was Sukey, and going to his berth Terrence asked: "What's the matter, Sukey?" "I am dying!" he answered. "Courage, courage, me boy, ye'll get over it." "I don't want to get over it," answered Sukey, with a hollow groan. A few moments later the skipper came to beg for a morning dram. "Divil a drop, cap'in, until we are in Baltimore."
"Yes," returned Rita, somewhat reluctantly, having doubts of Sukey's intention and ability to repay. But she handed over the gold dollar with which the borrower hoped to steal the lender's lover. Next day Sukey asked Tom to drive her to the gypsy camp, but she did not explain that her purpose was to buy a love powder with which she hoped to win another man.
"We used to call her Sukey Baker," said Abner. "She used to go to the deestrict school along of Mother. They was in the same class. I haven't seen your mother since you was a baby. How many children has she got?" "I must decline answering your impertinent questions." said Fitzgerald, desperately.
"Why, some I tuk back to Mis' Bell for what I borrered befo' I'm always most careful to make return for what I borrers and yo' know, Mis' Warden, dat waffles and sweet potaters and cohn bread dey do take butter; to say nothin' o' them little cakes you all likes so well an' de fried chicken, an' " "Never mind, Sukey; you go and present my compliments to Mrs.
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