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"Dey just butted in," said Master Maloney, resuming his narrative. "I was sittin' here, readin' me book, when de foist of de guys blows in. 'Boy, says he, 'is de editor in? 'Nope, I says. 'I'll go in and wait, says he. 'Nuttin' doin', says I. 'Nix on de goin'-in act. I might as well have saved me breat! In he butts. In about t'ree minutes along comes another gazebo.
"Man, man," said Findlayson of the Rhondda. "You don't tell me Burke's been fool enough to take that bet. Hoo! You haven't the ghost of a chance, Burke." "Och, ye never know," said the now doleful sportsman. "Ye never know ye're luck." Ah make de bett dis vay look. Ve goes to Falmouth you und me, hein? Now, de first who comes on de shore vins de money. Dot vill gif you t'ree days' start, no?"
Presently he heard a mutter of voices and saw two dark figures ascending the path. "Good evenin', men," he said. The two halted. "Glory be!" exclaimed the voice of Bill Brennen. "The skipper himself, sure, praise the saints! Bes it yerself, skipper, an' no mistake?" "Aye, Bill, an' why for not?" returned Nolan. "Didn't ye t'ink as I could make the trip to Witless Bay an' back in t'ree days?
From first to last I mentioned no name, but at the end I asked: "Now, can you tell me the name of the notary in that case?" "Yes." I felt a delicious tingling as I waited for the disclosure. He slowly said: "Dthere eeze wan troub' 'bout dat. To which case do you riffer? 'Cause, you know, dey got t'ree, four case' like dat.
Fine putting enabled Gossett to do the sixteenth hole in twelve, and when, winning the seventeenth in nine, he brought his score level with Archibald's the match seemed over. But just then 'Mr Gossett! said a familiar voice. Once more was the much-enduring telegraph boy among those present. 'T'ree dis time! he observed. Gossett sprang, but again the watchful Sigsbee was too swift.
"I was sittin' here, readin' me book, when de foist of de guys blew in. 'Boy, says he, 'is de editor in? 'Nope, I says. 'I'll go in an' wait, says he. 'Nuttin' doin', says I. 'Nix on de goin' in act. I might as well have saved me breat'. In he butts, and he's in der now. Well, in about t'ree minutes along comes another gazebo. 'Boy, says he, 'is de editor in? 'Nope, I says.
He was not much hurt, but terribly frightened. Some one asked him how high he had gone up. "Dun no, massa, but t'ink 'bout t'ree mile," was his reply. General Logan commanded at this point and took this colored man to his quarters, where he did service to the end of the siege.
"It's that slush o' mine this morning about not bein' a millionaire and my face needin' to be fed. I thought afterward 'that's no talk for a gen'leman to use before a lady. Well, I may not be a millionaire at present, but I can see my way to feedin' our t'ree faces and not feel the pinch." "Ain't you the fresh guy?" exclaimed Miss Kirk.
Said Muldoon, in a far-away and sleepy voice: "Who in Vermont's goin' to haul de inalienable oats? Dey weigh like Sam Hill, an' sixty bushel at dat allowance ain't goin' to last t'ree weeks here. An' dere's de winter hay for five mont's!" "We can settle those minor details when the great cause is won," said the yellow horse.
Dey knows I kin wipe up deh street wid any t'ree of dem." When he said, "Ah, what deh hell," his voice was burdened with disdain for the inevitable and contempt for anything that fate might compel him to endure. Maggie perceived that here was the beau ideal of a man. Her dim thoughts were often searching for far away lands where, as God says, the little hills sing together in the morning.
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