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I could hardly believe my own eyes when I seed sich a gatherin', an' I thort I hed got aboard o' Noah's Ark. Thur wur listen, strengers fust my ole mar an' meself, an' I wished both o' us anywhur else, I reckin then thur wur the painter, yur old acquaintance then thur wur four deer, a buck an' three does. Then kim a catamount; an' arter him a black bar, a'most as big as a buffalo.
He hitched his chair nearer to me, "I get a chap one of your thort of chapth he writ'th an article about Hoppner. I get another to anthwer him. Before I've done there'll be a hundred articleth about Hoppner hith life, hith early thruggie, anecdo'th about hith wife. Then a Hoppner will be thold at public auchtion for a thouthand guineath."
I don know why I shed a thort so; but maybe 'twar because thar's been some others come here to settle o' late, an' found squatters on thar groun jest the same as Holt's on yourn. That's why ye heerd me say, a while ago, that I shedn't like to buy over his head." "And why not?" I awaited the answer to this question, not without a certain degree of nervous anxiety.
''Oo'd have thort it, she said when she had slightly recovered. 'That there grizzly bear of a Mr. Roarings, too! 'So you are referring to one of my guests, I interrupted sternly. 'I'm ashamed of you, Elizabeth. 'Well, you only ort ter see 'im now! Talk about grubs turnin' into butterflies 'I'm not talking about anything of the sort, I interposed with extreme asperity of manner.
'Marion, darling, I whispered, my own eyes growing moist, 'don't cry any more. Isn't there anything I can say to cheer you up? Can't I suggest anything ? The door opened and Elizabeth entered. She carried a tray in her hand on which were a bottle of stout and a glass. 'I thort so, she said, setting down the tray and looking at Marion's drooping form. 'Ah, these men 'ounds, I call 'em.
An' the place was that neglected that yer might 'ave smelled ole Jerusalem in it. But the old chapel, that took the cike, that did! Me and my mate, we thort we wouldn't never git out quick enough. Lor', I wouldn't take less nor a quid a moment to stay there arter dark." Having been in the house, I could well believe him, but if he knew what I know, he would, I think have raised his terms.
"I thuppothe they will all be looking at me and following me about ath though I wath thome thort of curiothity," complained Grace. "Of course you would not like that. It would embarrass you, wouldn't it, Tommy?"
Finally, however, he drew forth a little bundle and gave it to the girl, mumbling something about "Sassafras, thort mebbe 'twould be good fer yer dad," and bolted out of the room. Nobody said anything after Obadiah's abrupt retirement, but when a few moments later, Prudence looked shyly around, with cheeks a little rosier than usual, she saw Perez regarding her with a slight smile of amusement.
The constable sniffed contemptuously at this preposterous conclusion, as who should say, "If you know all about it, animal, why did you ask?" and then, feeling that the fixed gaze of his interrogator demanded some reply, added, "You thort she was, I've no doubt. You did your best to make her so, I've heard."
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