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"To visit Mag Tunk at the alley's end, by the river, My Lord," she replied, with more respect than she had been wont to accord him. "Then, I will accompany you part way, my friend, and, perchance, you can give me a hand with some packages I left behind me in the skiff I have moored there."
"But why do you shout that way?" "Scares the other hosses," Tunk answered, dropping the reins and tossing his whip aside. "It's a shame I have t' fool my time away up here on a farm." He went to work at the chores, frowning with discontent. Trove watered and fed his mare and went in to breakfast. An hour later, he bade them all good-by, and set out for Allen's.
Did you not then dread to look behind you as you drew close to your companions, and became almost breathless with painful interest in the story? Solemn feeling prevailed among Simon's guests, as Toby Tunk, the fat coachman, who had been relating his experience in ghosts uttered the following words: 'Well, I was sitting by the coffin, looking at the corpse, when the door slowly opened, and
"There are Leblanc's wife and daughter." "Ah, where are they? There be many would like to know." The young man thought a moment. "Well, Tunk Hosely, there at Mrs. Vaughn's." "Tunk Hosely!" exclaimed the tinker, with a look that seemed to say, "God save the mark! An' would they believe him, think?" Trove began to look troubled as Darrel left him.
"There ain't any near neighbours but them over 'n the buryin'-ground, and they must be a little uneasy," said the widow. "Used t' drive so much in races," said Tunk, "got t' be kind of a habit with me seems so. Ain't eggzac'ly happy less I have holt o' the ribbons every day or two. Ye know I used t' drive ol' crazy Jane. She pulled like Satan. All ye had t' do was t' lean back an' let 'er sail."
He is to be my husband." The girl looked up at him proudly. "And my son?" said Mrs. Vaughn, with a smile, as she kissed him. "You've lost no time." "Oh! I didn't intend to give up so soon," said Polly, "but but the supper would have been ruined." "It's now on the table," said Mrs. Vaughn. "I've news for you," said Polly, as they were sitting down. "Tunk has reformed."
Trove and Tunk Hosely went with the officers down a lane to the pasture and thence into the wood by a path they followed that night to and from the shanty. They discovered nothing new, save one remarkable circumstance that baffled Trove and renewed the waning suspicion of the men of the law.
With a swift leap, she pushed him to the wall, causing him to just escape the chair as it fell with a dreadful crash. But she herself was not so fortunate, for with a wicked tunk the cushioned back of the chair struck her a glancing blow that felled her senseless upon the stairs.
It'd just choke me!" "Oh, ain't we sof'!" sneered her father. He was fumbling about near the bunk, as if hunting something. "Mebbe y' 'd like Ah should kill a mule! Ha! ha! No mule-meat fer me. Ah'll give thet bull a tunk 'tween th' eyes, an' we'll hev steak." She stood in the dim light, one arm crooked up to cover her face.
How much more distinguished, after all, Captain Leezur, the spireless grave waiting down there in the little home lot by the sea. Since five-cent suppers do not enrich the donor, and the treasury of the United Burying Ground is permanently low. "Never mind, Dilly! crawl up agin. What ef ye did tunk onto yer little head; little gals' skulls is yieldin' and sof'."
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