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Uh-huh! He sticks to that tale. Even claims he don't know what the rest of her name is. "Louishe, tha's all," says he. "Th' lovely Louishe." "Oh, very well," says I. "We'll let it ride at that. And I expect she picked you out all on account of your compelling beauty? Must have been a sudden case, from the fond clinch I saw you gettin' as the cab started."
"It tastes nice to-day," said Mary, feeling a little surprised herself. "It's th' air of th' moor that's givin' thee stomach for tha' victuals," answered Martha. "It's lucky for thee that tha's got victuals as well as appetite. There's been twelve in our cottage as had th' stomach an' nothin' to put in it.
"The name, I flatter myself, should be a guarantee. No reveller, madam, I s'hure you; appearances against me, but no Bacchanal; still lesh shtill less I should iggs or, if you prefer it, eggs plain, gay Lothario. Trust me, ma'am married man, fifteen years' standing Arabella tha's my wife never a moment's 'neasiness "
"I'll plant them for thee myself. Where is tha' garden?" Mary's thin hands clutched each other as they lay on her lap. She did not know what to say, so for a whole minute she said nothing. She had never thought of this. She felt miserable. And she felt as if she went red and then pale. "Tha's got a bit o' garden, hasn't tha'?" Dickon said. It was true that she had turned red and then pale.
What she likes about thee is as she thinks tha's got a strong backbone o' thy own." She looked up at him over her knitting, looked straight into his eyes, and there was that in her own which made him redden and feel his pulse quicken. It was actually something which even remotely suggested that she was not in the deeps of her strong old mind as wholly unswerving as her words might imply.
Next day, that there little thing looked soo maliceful when he come for the flax. An' when night came, she heerd that a-knockin' agin the winder panes. She oped the winder, an' that come right in on the ledge. That were grinnin' from are to are, an' Oo! tha's tail were twirlin' round so fast. "What's my name?" that says, as that gonned her the skeins.
Gibbon? Now that Bessie is out of the way you can have your chance." "Good-bye, Bessie. I do so hope you may be happy." "You're a lucky young lady, tha's what you are!" Emily said, putting her head into the carriage. "You couldn't marry all of 'em what was in love with you, Bessie; but you've made a wise ch'ice " The guard cut her eloquence short by slamming the door. Mr.
He is not about a circus. Caesar's Shakespeare. Go as a clown." Perry shook his head. "Nope; Caesar," "Caesar?" "Sure. Chariot." Light dawned on Baily. "That's right. Good idea." Perry looked round the room searchingly. "You lend me a bathrobe and this tie," he said finally. Baily considered. "No good." "Sure, tha's all I need. Caesar was a savage.
"No, suh, I allow to see the postmaster himself personal." "He's busy," explained the official. "He can't possibly see anybody without knowing his business." "Tha's all right. I've lost my pal. I wantta see " The Superintendent of Complaints cut into his parrot-like repetition. "Yes, you mentioned that. But the postmaster doesn't know where he is, does he?"
"Tha's right too. But Brad needs them water-holes in his business bad. Without 'em he loses the whole Round Top range. He might take a crack at turning the screws on yore father." "You don't think ?" She stopped, to fight back a sob that filled her soft throat. Dave was not sure what he thought, but he answered cheerfully and instantly. "No, I don't reckon they've dry-gulched him or anything.
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