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"Ah, that'd tell a tale, sir," he answered, cocking his left eye in a knowing manner, and giving the quid in his mouth a turn. "Ah, that'd tell a tale, sir!"
Why, sometimes it's seemed to me that girls an' women ain't got an ounce of natural shame in their make-up. Oh, I was never afraid of them, believe muh, but I didn't hanker after 'em. A man's a fool that'd let them kind get his goat. "Maybe you haven't got love in you," she challenged. "Maybe I haven't," was his discouraging reply. "Anyway, I don't see myself lovin' a girl that runs after me.
"Say, whose show is this, the lead's or the sailor's that had the wronged sister? You'd have to show the sailor and his sister, and show her being wronged by the heavy that'd take a big cabaret set, at least and you'd have to let the sailor begin his stuff on the yacht, and then by the time he'd kept it up a bit after the wreck had pulled off the fight, where would your lead be?
"And I, bein' outside o' the law, as you say, have let you off mighty easy, young man!" exclaimed Sandy Flash, his eyes shining angrily and his teeth glittering. "I took you for a fellow o' pluck, not for one that'd lie, even to the robber they call me! What's all this pitiful story about Barton's money?" "Barton's money!" "Oh ay! You didn't agree to take some o' his money to Chester?"
I says: "Who done it? We've heard considerable about these goings on down in Hookerville, but we don't know who 'twas that killed Huck Finn." "Well, I reckon there's a right smart chance of people HERE that'd like to know who killed him. Some think old Finn done it himself." "No is that so?" "Most everybody thought it at first. He'll never know how nigh he come to getting lynched.
That night, after the battle had ceased, Si and Shorty were seated on a rail by the Nashville pike munching rations which they had luckily found in a thrown-away haversack. They were allowed no fires, they had no blankets nor overcoats, and it was bitter cold. "Shorty, you said last night you was sure that they couldn't git up nothin' to-day that'd be as bad as what we had yesterday," said Si.
"I don't know where any more is comin' from. It was hard enough work gittin' these. I had calculated on cookin' one a day for you and Si. That'd make 'em provide for four more days. After that only the Lord knows what we'll do." "Inasmuch as we'll have to trust to the Lord at last, anyway," said Shorty, with a return of his old spirit, "why not go the whole gamut?
Only that he'd a girl with him I'd have run him clean back to his reservation." "You want to get a movin'-picture layout," McHale suggested. "That'd make a right good show you runnin' Casey. You used to work for one of them outfits, didn't you?" "No. What makes you think I did?" "Your face looked sorter familiar to me," McHale replied.
Do call it Jim, junior," argued Alfy. "Yes, sissy, but but it ain't that kind of a lamb," observed the Captain, siding with his favorite at once. Molly giggled and even Helena smiled, but Alfy simply pouted. "Huh! Well, then if Jim won't do, call her Jiminetta that'd be after me and him, too, same's I'm Alfaretta."
He was the imbecile who stopped in Cincinnati and mailed you the bloody shirt to throw you off the scent. Meantime the colonel took Roderick around by a sea route, probably New York and New Orleans." "That'd explain the steamer rug and the seasickness," admitted Doctor Hoff; "but I don't know what he'd want to go that long way for."
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