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The wood was Iuniper, we needed no axe nor edge toole to cut it, but pluckt it vp by strength of hands rootes and all, which a man might easily do, and so gathered it together, a little at one place and so at another, and laded our camels, and came home about seuen of the clocke that night following: because I fell lame, and my camel was tired, I left my wood in the way.
Just then Toole opened the door enough to put his head through, and gently restraining poor Mrs. Sturk with his hand, he said with a vigorous whisper ''Twill all go well, Ma'am, we hope, if he's not agitated; you must not go in, Ma'am, nor talk to him by-and-by you may see him, but he must be quiet now; his pulse is very regular at present but you see, Ma'am, we can't be too cautious.
When he came the third time, however, I suspended payment until I saw you, because the line under your signature with which you always finish was not at the same angle; it went a trifle nearer the letters, and I at once concluded it was a FORGERY." And so it turned out to be. "That boy," said Toole, "deserves to be taken up by some one, for he has great talent."
'The same, said the boy; and Toole, with difficulty swallowing down his rage, hurried into the house, resolved to take Lowe's advice on the matter, and ready to swear to poor Sally's perfect sanity 'the crature! the villains!
"'Twould not be shoes, Casey," he said gravely. "Thim dongolas was ricomminded by th' landscape-gardener from New Yorrk. 'Twould not be sinsible t' ricommind us put a pair of laced shoes in th' park lake fer th' kids t' ride on." "'Twould not seem so," said Toole, shaking his head wisely. "I wisht me mind was like it always is. 'Tis a pity " "Stop!" cried Casey. "I have it! Thim was kid shoes.
When it had been with tall, cold, stately Dr. Pell, Toole was ceremonious and deliberate, and oppressively polite. On the other hand, when he had been shut up with brusque, half-savage, energetic Doctor Rogerson, Tom was laconic, decisive, and insupportably ill-bred, till, as we have said, the mirage melted away, and he gradually acquiesced in his identity.
He had no idea how much that worthy person was horrified by his proposition; and Toole walked off in a huff, without bidding him good-night, and making a remark in which the words 'old woman' occurred pretty audibly. But Loftus remained under the glimpses of the moon in perturbation and sore perplexity. It was so late he scarcely dared disturb Dr. Walsingham or General Chattesworth.
Miss Magnolia told her story in her usual animated way, sometimes dropping her voice to a whisper, and taking Toole by the collar, sometimes rising to a rollicking roar of laughter, while the little doctor stood by, his hands in his breeches' pockets, making a pleasant jingle with his loose change there, with open mouth and staring eyes, and a sort of breathless grin all over his ruddy face.
He writes that his agints has their eyes on two fine dongolas, an' he has tiligraphed thim t' catch thim." "Are they near by, Mike?" asked Casey, much interested. "Naw," said Toole. "'Twill be some time till I git thim. Th' last he heard of thim they were swimmin' in th' Lake of Geneva." "Is it far, th' lake?" asked Casey. "I disremimber how far," said Toole.
Indeed, he was by no means so companionable just now as in happier times, and was sometimes confoundedly morose and snappish for, as you perceive, things had not gone well with him latterly. Still he was now and then tolerably like his old self. Toole, passing by, saw him in the window.
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