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The weariness of Diana's nerves welcomed the respite; for business, which oftimes is a help to bearing pain, in some moods aggravates it at every touch; and Diana was glad to think that she might go into her own room and lock the door and be alone with her misery. The day was cloudy and threatening, and Mrs. Starling had avowed her purpose not to go to church. She was "tuckered out," she said.
One so seldom thinks of the Chinese as athletes! Lew Wee was well down the flat toward the cottonwoods and still going strong. "Ain't it the limit?" again demanded his employer. "Gosh all excuse me, but they got me into such a state. Here I am panting like a tuckered hound. And now I got to make the tea myself. He won't dare come back before suppertime."
"Why, Penelope, what are you doing?" cried Evadne in amaze. "Polishin', child. I learnt it long ago. One day I was that wore out I wouldn't have cared if the sky had fallen, things had been goin' crooked, an' Mother hadn't slept well for a fortnight, an' I was that narvous an' tuckered out I thought I'd fly to pieces.
"Ye look kind o' tuckered out. S'pose the folks must all be well, or ye wouldn't hev come. Yer father ain't doin' nothin' yet, I take it, 'cept shettin' himself up, same as ever, and leavin' his family to shift for themselves? Hungry too, ain't ye? That 'minds me." But first she took him to a little room he was to occupy, that he might bathe his hands and face.
"And it's twenty-five miles, you say?" asked Pete. "About that. It may be more, and again it may be less." "Waal, the less it is, ther better it'll suit yours truly. This stock is jes' about tuckered." With the professor now bearing the compass, they set out once more, this time taking the direction indicated by the man of science. "Suppose the professor is wrong?"
Drift out by the front fence pretty nigh up to my waist. This 'll be a nasty night along the Orham beach. The lifesavers 'll have their hands full. Whew! I'm about tuckered out." "Been to the post office?" asked Georgianna in a low tone. "Yup. I been there. Mornin' mail just this minute sorted. Train's two hours late.
"Is that you, Colin?" his father answered, without taking his eyes from his line, however. "Glad to have you back. Yes," he continued, answering the boy's question, "I think I'll land him all right, but I'm pretty well tuckered out, I hooked him over three hours ago."
I want to renew some books at the library." "Why don't you send 'em down an' up by express? That'll cost only a quarter each way." Martin considered it. "An' take a rest to-morrow," the other urged. "You need it. I know I do. I'm plumb tuckered out." He looked it.
The news thus being passed, the fresher runners scampered ahead, bawling: "FOY-URRR' FOY-URRR! and Linc, the hero, slowed down, gasping for breath and spitting cotton. "Whew!" he whistled, gustily, his arms dropping and his whole frame collapsing. "Gee! I'm 'bout tuckered. Sm-pooh! Sm-pooh! Run all th' way f'm sm-ha, sm-ha! run all th' way f'm mouth's all stuck together p'too! ha! Pooh!
All this time Geisler had been examining "Mr. Allen's" horse with a singular expression. As the miner owner vanished in the direction of the stable, he spoke: "Dot poor horse of yours vos aboudt tuckered in, aindt it?" he inquired. "Yes, poor brute," rejoined Bob Harding, "I rode at a furious pace."
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