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"'Them's my orders, ses the skipper, swelling his chest and looking round, 'to everybody. You know wot'll 'appen to you, Joe, if things ain't right when I come back. Come along, Bill, and lock the gate arter me. An' mind, for your own sake, don't let anything 'appen to that gal while I'm away. "'Wot time'll you be back? I ses, as 'e stepped through the wicket.
My fingers is to the bone day an' night." "He'll be gone a year purty nigh." "Well, the harder you works, the quicker the time'll pass by. Theer's nuthin' to grizzle at. Sea-farin' fellers must be away most times. But he'm a good, straight man, an' you'm tokened to en, an' that's enough.
"And look here if they get the upper hand, it's the great capitalists, the great property holders, the great landowners like you and me, Corbett, who'll be the first to suffer.... Why, we're suffering as it is, here in Wyck, with just the little that fellow Grainger can do. The time'll come, mark my words, when we shan't be able to get a single labourer to work for us for a fair wage.
She gave him a last look a fierce one in its contempt and anger, and her affluence of beauty had never been so stubborn a fact before. "Ye think ye've left me behind," she said. "An' so ye hev but it aint fur allers. The time'll come when mebbe ye'll see me ag'in." He returned to New York, but he had been there a week before he went to Rebecca.
"He's a civil-spoken young feller enough," remarked Mr Dimbleby, "but he's too much of a boy to please me. The last was the man for my money." "Time'll mend that," said Joshua. "And what I like about him is that he don't bear no sort of malice when he's worsted in argeyment.
Before that eye slit closed, he crawled to where his hat, coat and gauntlets were, took them up, and fell to warping them into shape again. "But y'r time'll come, sonny!" he vowed. "Y'r time'll come! Jes' y' wait!" "Well, I didn't keep you waitin'," bragged Barber, with another loud laugh. "And if there's anybody else " His look sought the priest. "Why, say! You're a fighter, ain't y', Father Pat?
I'd like ter see a little er de worl' befo' I takes chances on leavin' it sudden; an', mo'over, somebody's got ter take keer er de ole 'oman. But her time'll come some er dese days, an den his time'll be come an' prob'ly mine. But I ain' keerin' 'bout myse'f: w'en I git thoo wid him, it won' make no diff'ence 'bout me." Josh was evidently in dead earnest.
"Ay, if I'm to go alone. But you might go with me! 'Tisn't a pleasant errand, and the time'll go slowly all that long way. And one can't get away from sad thoughts!" "I can't leave home," answered Ditte shortly. For about the twentieth time Lars Peter tried to talk her over. "We can easily get Johansens to keep an eye on everything and can send the children over to them for a few days," said he.
There, you won't realize nothing about it till you've got older'n you be now; but the time'll come when" and her sharp voice faltered; for Nan had turned to look full in her face, had stopped still in the frozen road, dropped the pail unconsciously and given a little cry, and in another moment was running as a chased wild creature does toward the refuge of its nest.
"Looks that way," the official went on to remark, "and makes me think more than ever that they must have a friend right here in Bloomsbury who put them wise to lots of things. Time'll tell that. But I don't suppose you found anything around your place like Frank did, to tell that some strangers had been there while you slept?"
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