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Updated: June 2, 2025
"'Jamie, you ken'd how I lo'ed an' trusted him, an' obeyed his ain wish in comin' out to this wearisome country to be his wife. But 'tis a' owre now. An' she passed her sma' hands tightly owre her breast, to keep doon the swellin' o' her heart. 'Jamie, I ken that this is a' for the best; I lo'ed him too weel, mair than ony creature sud lo'e a perishin' thing o' earth.
"An' most o' them come my way, too," he added, with thoughtful pride. "Here, wait." He drew out a greasy note-book. "Y'see I kind o' keep re-cords o' likely folks. Mebbe some o' the names'll prompt you. Now ther's M. Wilkes, she's got a swellin', I don't rightly know wher' ther's folk talks of it bein' toomer deadly toomer.
"Hem bow goy," suggested Verman eagerly. "Aw ri'," said Herman. "Ow sistuh Queenie, she a growed-up woman; she got a goituh." "Got a what?" "Goituh. Swellin' on her neck grea' big swellin'. She heppin' mammy move in now. You look in de front-room winduh wheres she sweepin'; you kin see it on her." Penrod looked in the window and was rewarded by a fine view of Queenie's goitre.
"What's the matter with your face it's all swollen; there, your cheek?" "Swellin', m'lud; I don't feel no swellin'." "No, no; the other cheek." "Oh, this, m'lud. Oh, 'e done it, 'e did; but I weren't fightin'." "Who did it?" "S' Mortimer's friend, 'e done it, 'e did." "Sir Mortimer's friend?" "Ah, 'im, m'lud." "But, how in the world " "Wi' his fist, m'lud." "What for?" "'Cos I kicked 'im, I did."
"Oh, pretty young, I guess. Not much more than a kid. Say that French dame has a crust, hasn't she, comin' in here after all these years, swellin' round with her face covered as if she's afraid her complexion wouldn't stand the sun, and expectin' to run onto that mine, which, if she did find it would be as much mine as it is hers. And who's this Delonny guy she's bringin' with her?
Howsomeber, he cool' off bimeby en tol' de stable boy fer ter rub Lightnin' Bug's laigs wid some linimum. De boy done ez his marster tol' 'im, en by de nex' day de swellin' had gone down consid'able.
Belmont, I says, 'did you happen to give instructions to any more of your employees, your jockey, fur instance? "'I have adopted the method you informed me was the correct one, he says, swellin' up. 'I gave a ticket at fifty-to-one calling for one hundred and two dollars to Mr. Smith, and explained to him that I was the owner. "Before Elsy gets through I'm dopey.
Well I rocked Tommy and sung to him: "Sweet fields beyend the swellin' flood." And them sweet fields in my mind wuz our own orchard and paster, and the swellin' flood I thought on wuzn't death's billers, but the waters that rolled between California and Jonesville. Not one word had I hearn from my pardner sence leavin' New York. "Oh, dear Josiah! When shall I see thee agin?"
They have apprehended it with finer senses than comprehension have seen it with the clearer light of the soul's eyes. Some green boughs from its high palms have been washed out on the swellin' waves that lay between us and that Land, and floated to our feet.
"Then he's been wastin' time," growled Brady, "and he can have all the pink teas he wants with Littleton and Graham. We directors have the authority, anyhow; nobody could stop us. Who the devil is Gorham to dictate to me? He thinks he's the whole show, he does. It makes me sick to see him swellin' around with that girl wife of his.
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