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Updated: May 13, 2025
An ice bag on your head and real quiet for two-three days. You'll come round fine." But Wallie was almost sulking. "Wait till you see her, S.H. She sings." "Beautiful, is she?" "No, not particularly. No." "Wonderful voice, h'm?" "N-n-no. I wouldn't say it was what you'd call exactly wonderful." Sid Hahn stood up in the droshky and waved his short arms in windmill circles.
Landale frowningly looked at his paper, the boy tremblingly repeated: "I mun tell brothers Will an' Rob, that one or t'other mun watchen the light o' nights, to-night, to-morrow night, an' ontil woord coom again. If light go out they mun setten forth in they ketch thot moment, fettled op for a two-three days' sailing. If wind is contrairy like, they mun take sweeps.
Young Massa won't have no lawns, no greenhouses, no nothin'. He say he laik it wil' and simple. He on'y come out fo' two months, mebbe. But Miss Jinny, she make it lively. Las' week, until the Jedge come we hab dis house chuck full, two-three young ladies in a room, an' five young gemmen on trunnle beds." "Until the Judge came?" echoed Stephen. "Yassuh. Den Miss Jinny low dey all hatter go.
We've had the riffraff of two-three counties in our kitchen, mony's the time, betwix' the twelve and the three; and their lanterns would be standing in the forecourt, ay, a score o' them at once. But there was nae ungodly talk permitted at Cauldstaneslap; my faither was a consistent man in walk and conversation; just let slip an aith, and there was the door to ye!
The waltz simply makes my feet go wild." "I don't know it," Mollie confessed. "There are so many things I don't know. Hurry up, Prue. I have had such an aged morning; now I want a young afternoon." " two-three, one-two-three, one " said Prue, taking Mollie's hand in her own. It was very hot. So hot that Mollie could not be bothered to move.
'Yes, sir; I have but just rubbed the horse down. So far no reference to the surrounding geese, all forlorn in the heavy winter rain. 'I've gotten a two-three geese and one gander here for Christmas, said Mr. Curtenty after a pause. To inferiors he always used the dialect. 'Yes, sir. 'Turn 'em into th' orchard, as you call it. 'Yes, sir. 'They aren't all here.
"He said some kind of sewing that motha could do." "Well, I'll tell you what! Now, if she ha'n't really got anything that your motha'll want you to help with, I wish you'd come here again and help me. I tuned my foot, here, two-three weeks back, and I feel it, times, and I should like some one to do about half my steppin' for me.
Young Massa won't have no lawns, no greenhouses, no nothin'. He say he laik it wil' and simple. He on'y come out fo' two months, mebbe. But Miss Jinny, she make it lively. Las' week, until the Jedge come we hab dis house chuck full, two-three young ladies in a room, an' five young gemmen on trunnle beds." "Until the Judge came?" echoed Stephen. "Yassuh. Den Miss Jinny low dey all hatter go.
Everybody was rather ashamed; for wax was a very necessary article in a mediaeval household, and to run short of it was a small disgrace. In this emergency Matthew, usually the person of resources, came to the rescue. "Hie thee to the cellar, Dick, and bring me up a two-three bottles of thy meanest wine," said he. "We'll melt it off the corks."
He did not notice that MacDonald was waiting for him to move. Mike Breyette looked down on him from the top of the bank. "Well, we here, M'sieu Thompson," he said. "What?" Thompson roused himself. "Here? Where is the village?" Breyette waved a hand upstream. "She's 'roun' de nex' bend," said he. "Two-three hundred yard. Dees w'ere de meeshonaire have hees cabanne."
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