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"Mas'r Legree," said Tom, "I can't do it. I did only what I thought was right. I shall do just so again, if ever the time comes. I never will do a cruel thing, come what may." "Yes, but ye don't know what may come, Master Tom. Ye think what you've got is something. I tell you 'tan't anything, nothing 't all.
Do you s'pose I don't know nothin'? 'Tan't no use; you've just got to come along to the station-house. Might as well go peaceably, 'cause you'll have to. 'Charles, this is perfectly dreadful! Our wedding night in the station-house! Do send for somebody. Send for the landlord to explain it.
"Lor, you an't gwine to make me believe dat ar! I know de Lord an't here," said the woman; "'tan't no use talking, though. I's jest gwine to camp down, and sleep while I ken." The women went off to their cabins, and Tom sat alone, by the smouldering fire, that flickered up redly in his face.
There was another little white-haired, wrinkled woman, good-natured and hunch-backed, who sat near the oven and pretended to be catching a four-year-old, short-haired and stout boy, who, in a short little shirt, was running past her, laughing and repeating: "You tan't tatch me!"
Had eight children right along in a string 'thout stoppin', done all her own work, never kep' no gal nor nothin'; allers up and dressed; allers to meetin' Sunday, and to the prayer-meetin' weekly, and never stops workin': when 'tan't one thing it's another cookin', washin', ironin', making butter and cheese, and 'tween spells cuttin' and sewin', and if she ain't doin' that, why, she's braidin' straw to sell to the store or knitting she's the perpetual motion ready found, Mis' Pitkin is."
All fled in different directions, except Sambo, who, presuming on the favor which the keeper had to him as a licensed wag, stood his ground, ducking his head with a facetious grin, whenever the master made a dive at him. "Lor, Mas'r, 'tan't us, we 's reglar stiddy, it's these yer new hands; they 's real aggravatin', kinder pickin' at us, all time!"
"Ah! do they say that? I thought they laid it on a lady," observed farmer Howe. "La, sir! the idee of a lady doing such a thing! and a rale high-born lady of quality like Mrs. Burns, or whatever her name was, and doing of it to one she had took in for charity too; 'tan't likely, sir." "But you know, I suppose, that they did accuse a lady?"
"That's it, dra'ed out all natural, in paints, and her bonnet, and her shawl, and all, just like life; we was a going to ax you to do one of they garrytypes; but she would have'n noo price; besides tan't cheerful looking they sort, with your leave; too much blackamoor wise, you see, and over thick about the nozzes, most times, to my liking; so we'll pay you and welcome, all you ask."
The sudden light of joy that shone in Tom's face as he raised his hands to heaven, his emphatic "Bless the Lord!" rather discomposed St. Clare; he did not like it that Tom should be so ready to leave him. "You haven't had such very bad times here, that you need be in such a rapture, Tom," he said drily. "No, no, Mas'r! 'tan't that, it's bein' a freeman! that's what I'm joyin' for."
Peggotty, 'and I know'd his merits, so I unnerstan' her; but 'tan't entirely so, you see, with others nat'rally can't be! My aunt and I both acquiesced. 'Wheerby, said Mr. Peggotty, 'my sister might I doen't say she would, but might find Missis Gummidge give her a leetle trouble now-and-again. Peggotty, 'I means to make her a 'lowance afore I go, as'll leave her pretty comfort'ble.
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