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Silas's face got longer than ever. "As a matter o' fact," he ses, "I'm a bit down on my luck, and I called round with the 'ope that Bill could lend me a bit, just till I can pull round." Mrs. Burtenshaw shook her 'ead. "Well, I s'pose I can stay and see 'im?" ses Silas. "Me and 'im used to be great pals at one time, and many's the good turn I've done him. Wot time'll he be 'ome?"
"'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.
"'Tis a long while t' wait a terrible long while t' be waitin' t' th' New Year." "Not so long, Emily. Th' time'll be slippin' by before we knows. But don't be countin' on his comin' th' New Year, for 'tis a rare long cruise t' th' Big Hill trail an' he may be waitin' till th' break-up.
Even their hearts were getting sore as they thought of the endless reaches of the roads ahead. Samson stuffed a sack with straw and put it under her and the children on the seat. At a word of complaint he was wont to say: "I know it's awful tiresome, but we got to have patience. We're goin' to get used to it and have a wonderful lot of fun. The time'll pass quick you see."
And we all hope that, for there aren't nowhere a juster man nor the Squoire, and he's hale and hearty. But in course of things his time'll run out. And it be so, Mr. John, that thou be'est going for ever and allays? 'I rather think I am. 'It's wrong, Mr. John. Though maybe I'm making over-free to talk of what don't concern me. Yet I say it's wrong.
But ef ye don't t'ank de Lord now, ye'll have to come to it 'fore long, Mas'r Dick; Hagar tells ye so! dat yer time'll come! it'll come!" "Hush!" said Trafford, harshly, "and do as I bade you." Hagar went out, sighing, "Dat time'll come, dat time'll come, bress de Lord!" Noll looked up from his seat by the fire, where he sat dripping and shivering, and said,
Ah, that was a mistake, Piers; that was a mistake. In marriage and remember this, Piers, for your time'll come it must be the best, or none at all. I acted upon that, though Heaven knows the trials and temptations I went through. I said to myself the best or none!
"She looks quite girlish, sometimes, though," his mother said. "Has she looked that way much since father " "Not so much," Isabel said thoughtfully. "But she will, as times goes on." "Time'll have to hurry, then, it seems to me," George observed, returning to his own room.
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