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"You grow handsomer than ever." "Tush!" exclaimed my aunt, yet her long lashes drooped suddenly. "Your hair is " said uncle Jervas. "Wonderful!" quoth uncle George. "Always was, begad!" "Tchah!" exclaimed my aunt. "Your hair is as silky," pursued my uncle Jervas, "as abundant and as black as " "As night!" added uncle George. "A fiddlestick!" exclaimed my aunt.
"You ought to have gone to the doctor, or had him, same as Mr Marston did." "Tchah!" ejaculated Hickathrift. "Why, he had no bones broken. Doctors don't understand bone-setting." "Who says so?" "The bone-setter." "Well, is it getting better, Hicky?" "Oh yes! It ar'n't very bad. Going down to the drain?" "Yes. Mr Marston's found a curious great piece of wood, and the men are digging it out."
"That's just the way with a woman. You ask the boy to promise what he cannot perform. He is sure to get fighting again at school or somewhere." "But it seems such a pity, papa." "Pooh! pish! pooh! tchah!" ejaculated the doctor, at intervals. "He gave that young scoundrel a good thrashing, and quite right too. Don't tell him I said so."
"Why didst na let him hev it again?" "What's the use o' shuting at a sperrit?" grumbled John Warren. "'Sides, I couldn't see him." "Tchah! it warn't a sperrit," said Hickathrift contemptuously. "Well, I don't know so much about that," grumbled John Warren. "If it weern't a sperrit what was to mak my little dog, Snig, creep down in the bottom of the boat and howl?
"How can a boy like I am know how to manage a full-rigged ship?" "Tchah! You've been to sea times enough, and a ship's on'y a yacht growed up. Besides, there's no navigating wanted now as there's no wind." "But the boats!" I cried. "Look at the boats." "Oh, I see 'em, my lad; well, that means fighting, and I never knowed a boy yet as didn't know how to fight."
"Then I'll forgive him, and young Mr Sam Brandon too. My word, sir, I'd ha' give something to ha' been there to see." "But he must have hurt himself, David." "What there, sir? Tchah! that sand's as soft as silk. Wouldn't like to come and help fetch the chair, sir?" "Yes, I should, David; I should like the ride." "Then come on, sir, and we'll go round the other way from the Vicarage gates.
He put on his spectacles to read the letter, pursing up his lips and drawing down their corners. "Under the circumstances I will not decline to state my conviction tchah! what fine words the fellow puts! He's as fine as an auctioneer that your son Frederic has not obtained any advance of money on bequests promised by Mr. Featherstone promised? who said I had ever promised?
"Yes, but they sat and gloated over me as if they were picking out tit-bits, sir, till I felt all cold down the back, and as it didn't seem the ripe time for the hot poker, for they didn't begin to show fight, I thought I'd try a bit o' civility." "Yes, what did you do?" "Give 'em a civiliser." "I don't understand you, Bob. Oh, you mean you gave them some spirits." "Tchah!
Don't suppose it would ha' been so very hard, if the old cow would ha' stood still. Milk would be a fine thing for him, wouldn't it?" "Yes, excellent," said the doctor, with a peculiar smile; "but we have no cow, Bostock." "Tchah! Of course not, sir," said the old sailor, giving himself a slap on the mouth, "and me talking like that. But hi! Look here, sir," he continued, pointing shoreward.
Let's fetch the young squire," I says; "and we come after you, for I thought you'd like to have the killing on him." "Yes, of course, Nick; but I have no bow. I can't reach him with my sword, can I?" "Tchah! you'd want a lot o' pikes tied together, and then you wouldn't do it. I'll show you.
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