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Champ dove mighty deep he was diving for money, which he figured was his pearl, Aileen an' he most went under for good an' all without gettin' what he wanted, an' now he's come to the surface agin, it's all ben wuth it he's got the pearl, Aileen, but t'ain't the one he expected to get he told me so t' other night.
And when night came, she heard that knocking against the window panes. She oped the window, and that come right in on the ledge. That was grinning from ear to ear, and Oo! that's tail was twirling round so fast. "What's my name?" that says, as that gave her the skeins. "Is that Solomon?" she says, pretending to be afeard. "Noo, t'ain't," that says, and that came further into the room.
"He air marked with the fire what killed his pa, that air all.... See, t'ain't much." She lifted the babe from the bed and held him up. The covering dropped from the shoulder, exposing the brilliant scar. "Not much," moaned Teola. "Not much! Poor little baby Dan!" The mark gleamed out on the wizened old face, the deep veins in the thin skin showing darkly.
I didn't mean to say nothing to the police about it, just yet, but after this here advertisement, t'ain't no use keeping the thing to ourselves. Come on round to the police-station." "That's just where I was going," replied Lauriston. "Let's get hold of Ayscough."
"His is the hoss that's on him," cried the escaped horse-thief, looking scornfully up at his own gallows as he lashed his blinded animal along in the rain. "Cheer up, Captain Van," John Sorden said, soaked through with the rain; "'t'ain't fur now to Cooper's Corners." "Goy!
"'No, says Moore, "t'ain't quite sech ancient hist'ry. It's stage coaches. Thar's a passel of people down yere as allows you've been rustlin' the mails. "Old Man Rucker, who keeps the O. K. House, is away when Moore rounds up his party. But Missis Rucker's thar, an' the way that old lady talks to Enright an' the committee is a shame.
"Wall," the man sed, "it's good for white beans and potatoes, but was regards raisin' wheat, t'ain't worth a damn. But hav' you seen the Grate Orgin?" I returned in the Hoss Cars, part way. A pooty girl in spectacles sot near me, and was tellin' a young man how much he reminded her of a man she used to know in Walthan.
"Well, is that Zebedee?" says she again. "Noo, t'ain't," says the impet. And then that laughed and twirled that's tail till you couldn't hardly see it. "Take time, woman," that says; "next guess, and you're mine." And that stretched out that's black hands at her.
"Well, t'ain't easy to explain, but it means two things happenin' together in a most onlikely way d'ye see?" "No, I don't, Joe," replied Mrs Corney, helping herself to another slice of toast. It wasn't far, an' when we got there in we wint into the house, which was full o' smoke, but no fire to be seen.
An' as that got to-warts the ind o' the month, the impet that began for to look soo maliceful, an' that twirled that's tail faster an' faster each time she gave a guess. At last te came to the last day but one. The impet that come at night along o' the five skeins, an' that said: "What, hain't yew got my name yet?" "Is that Nicodemus?" says she. "Noo, t'ain't," that says.
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