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"Howdy, Scattergood?" "How's things lookin' for to-morrer?" "Mighty even, Scattergood. If 'twan't for that ol' gallus Pettybone, we'd git that sidewalk with votes to spare." "Um!... If he was absent from the meetin' things might git to happen." "Ho! Tie him to home, and there wouldn't even be a fight." "Got a wooden leg, hain't he?" "Wisht he had three." "Got two, one hangin' in the harness room.
Them that hain't prepared to give to-night kin whisper to me what they'll give to-morrer and have no fear of my forgittin' the amounts they pledge.... And I'm askin' forgiveness of the young woman and hopin' she won't hold it ag'in' an old man when she settles down here amongst us, like I hope she'll do." "Like she's a-goin' to do," said Jason Locker, with a voice and air of pride.
Just let him stay there, if it ain't too much trouble, and I'll send for him to-morrer and pay for his keep. It's all right, ain't it? Much obliged. Good night." Before the frightened widow could ask a question or utter a word he was gone, ploughing down the hill in the direction of the Back Harbor.
He was musing deeply by the mixed ironwork and ashes of his vanished motor-bicycle, a melancholy figure. His retinue of spectators had shrunk now to half a dozen figures. Flossie and Grubb were preparing to follow her desertion. "Cheer up, old Bert!" cried Edna, with artificial cheerfulness. "So long." "So long, Edna," said Bert. "See you to-morrer."
"Then here goes to lose myself," returned Dunham, "for you can't lose me. Benny, how are you going to get my boat home?" "Don't know," drawled Benny; "couldn't swim back agin." "Well, you could take it over to-morrow and get back somehow, couldn't you?" "Miss Edna, she wants to go berryin' to-morrer." "So do I, then," remarked Dunham. "You shall," laughed Edna. "We'll send another boy."
Georgiana's there to keep me straight and she'll see to the dust and the dishes. I guess you'd better go to-morrer mornin' and see how you like it, anyhow." The child thought for a moment. "I think you're awful good," she said. "I like you next to mamma; even better than Auntie Oliver. I printed a letter to her the other day.
"On the other 'and," pursued Mr. Brimberly, smiling and caressing his left whisker, "'e may be on 'is way to Hafghanistan or Hasia Minor at this pre-cise moment 'e is that metehoric, lord! These millionaires is much of a muchness, sir, 'ere to-day, gone to-morrer. Noo York this week, London or Paris the next. Young Har is always upsetting my plans, 'e is, and that's a fact, sir!
"'Maggie, says Mike, 'get your hat and jacket on and come with the Father and me this minute. These gintlemen here will explain to your lady when she comes back. But YOU'LL come back no more. We'll send for your trunk to-morrer. "Even then the girl hesitated. She'd been so used to bein' a slave that I suppose she couldn't realize she was free at last. "'But, Mike, dear, she says.
"Buck up, Polly," she said, "we ain't none of us finished yet. Look at us now sittin' by our own fire with bread and puddin' inside us an' think wot we was this mornin'. Who knows wot we'll 'ave this time to-morrer." Then she stopped and looked with a wide grin at Antony Dart. "Ow did I come 'ere?" she said. "Yes," he answered, "how did you come here?"
"Why! how could he get here?" "Oh, well," said "His Majesty," "he did get here, an' that's no loie. How he got here I'll find out to-morrer. But he did get here, an' he's been here since, an' by the same token he's sperited off the señorita. But there's two av thim." "Two of them!" repeated Mrs. Russell, in wonder. "Ay, two av thim; an' the other's that young blade Rivers!"
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