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But me, ah cain't read, nor write, and don't member's nuthin fo de War no good." Celia is very black as to complexion; tall spare; has small grey eyes. In three long interviews she has tried very hard to remember for us from her youth and back through the years; it seems to trouble her that she cannot remember more. Samuel Sutton's father married her mother.
If there was one thing she enjoyed above another, it was a tremendous bustle a lively revolution." She made her boast of personal utility good by installing herself forthwith as Mrs. Sutton's aid-de-camp, and rendering herself so far indispensable in the work of reconstruction that Mr. Aylett deigned to ask her not to desert her post in his absence.
Just some come-on," Hogarty repeated his former information, "who thinks because he's cleaned up main street and licked the village blacksmith that he's a world-beater. Why, Boots? You aren't worried, are you?" The contemplative gleam in Sutton's eyes deepened. "Because," he stated thoughtfully, "just because there's some mistake or or he's made of brass.
"It won't be too soon if I pop in at the shop a little before eleven?" "No," said Edwin with equal benevolence. "It's not often Sutton's delivery is after ten. That'll be all right. I'll have it unpacked." He lit a cigarette. "Have one?" he suggested to Mrs Hamps, holding out the case.
She would adopt a little girl, but her husband will not consent. Those Dorrances are a cold-hearted race. He, too, is heaping up riches, without knowing who shall gather them. Heigh-ho!" Her darning-needle quilted the yawning heel of Tommy Sutton's sock with precision and celerity, and she ruminated silently upon the vicissitudes and failures of mortal life until she was interrupted by Mrs.
I've seen outfits start out and never get through with the chuck-wagon, even. Sutton's advice is good; we'll tender the cattle. There is a chance that we'll get turned down, but if we do, I have enough indemnity money in my possession to temper the wind if the day of delivery should prove a chilly one to us. I think you had all better start in the morning."
After this he only appeared in the village street guarded on either side by a female Snow usually Ada and her mother, though occasionally Bertha served as escort instead of the latter. The elder Snows, in spite of this apparent security, were in a state of constant nervous tension over Mr. Sutton's attention to Ada.
Sutton's visit, in Mabel's chamber, and when the former, having talked off the topmost bubbles of her righteous wrath, recollected several very important letters business and friendly she ought to have written a week ago, and trotted off to her room where she could perform the neglected duty without visible and outward temptation to that she was more fond of doing to wit, talking the young wife continued to work steadily, and with apparent composure.
"Yes, I did," she said; "but I'm sorry now." "I should think you would be," said Bob; "Sutton's a silly, pompous old fool. I had to sit through dinner with him. I believe I could represent the district better myself." "By gosh!" exploded Mr. Dodd, "I believe you could!" But Bob paid no attention to him. He was looking at Cynthia. "Cynthia, you've grown up since I saw you," he said.
"My God! I don't know. I shall begin by cutting the swine who've cut her." "That's no good. She doesn't care if they do cut her. She only cares about us. She's done everything for us, and among us all we've done nothing for her. Absolutely nothing. We can't give her anything. We haven't got anything to give her that she wants." Jerrold was silent. Presently he said, "She wants Sutton's farm.
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