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An angry curse rose to the lips of Robert, but he repressed it and muttered to himself, "Graceless scamp, he ought to have his neck stretched." Then turning to Tom, said: "Get her, if you possibly can, but you must be mighty mum about it." "Trus' me for dat," said Tom.
I vill be on de look-out for you dere in a small canoe vid two men dat I can trus'. And you mus' pick me up queevk, because if eet vas known dat I had consent to pilot you my t'roat would be cut before I vas a mont' oldaire." "Never fear," answered Young. "We will keep a sharp look-out for you and get you on board without anybody being a penny the wiser. Good-bye."
"'Kin I trus' yer, Julius? Will yer cross yo' heart? "I cross' my heart. 'Wush I may die ef I tells a soul, says I. "Dave look' at me des lack he wuz lookin' thoo me en 'way on de yuther side er me, en sezee: "'Did yer knowed I wuz turnin' ter a ham, Julius? "I tried ter 'suade Dave dat dat wuz all foolishness, en dat he oughtn't ter be talkin' dat-a-way, hit wa'n't right.
Swiftly, noiselessly, Uncle Adam faded from sight, putting a solid section of Hynds House between himself and what he felt was coming battle. Uncle Adam had no wish to have to pray me to death, and he wasn't going to run any risks with Doctor Richard Geddes. Where that irascible gentleman was concerned, Uncle Adam, like Br'er Rabbit, would "trus' no mistakes."
Here, too, were William and Phillis Davis, over eighty years of age, they think. They had fourteen children, "all sold down the river," they said, "except those we's got in heaven. We's glad they's safe, an' we trus' de jubilee trumpet will retch their ears, way down Souf, we don't know whar. We's cried for freedom many years, an' it come at last," said the old, tottering man.
And he smiled while he gave her a folded note with "Ana" scrawled hastily across the face of it. Annie-Many-Ponies extended her left hand for it, and backed the few steps away from him which would insure her safety against a sudden attack, before she opened the paper and read: "Querida mia, you go with Luis. Hes all rite you trus him. He bring you where i am. i lov you. Ramon"
"'E weel leave weeth W'itey Lewees word of w'ere 'e go," Courvoiseur reassured her. "An' my man, w'ich ees my bruzzer-law, w'ich I can mos' fully trus', 'e weel follow 'eem. So Beel 'e ees arrange. 'E ees say mos' parteecular if madame ees come or weesh for forward message, geet heem to me queeck. Oui. Long tam Beel ees know me. I am for depend always."
Buggone," she had said in her sternest tones, "you's wuss dan poah white trash when you gets a chance at de cubbard. Sence I can't trus' you nohow, I'se gwine to gib you a 'lowance. You a high ole Crischun, askin' for you'se daily bread, an' den eatin' up 'nuff fer a week."
Kinzer? Glad to make your acquaintance," said Mr. Fallow; and Dick's success was complete, except that he was saying to himself, "I jes' can't trus' my tongue wid de oder boys. Dey's got to take dar chances." "Now, Mr. Kinzer," said Miss Almira, at that moment, "it's time we were going home." "Yes, Frank," said her mother patronizingly, "I think we had better be going."
"Oh, Jerome, I am just starved. That breakfast table is irresistible. Mammy, is Aunt Katherine ready?" "I make haste fer ter inquire, baby," answered the old nurse, hurrying from the room. "I trus' she is," was Jerome's comment, adding: "Sis Cynthia done make de sallylun jist ter de perfection pint, an' she know dat pint too."
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