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What did you do, Mr. Paine?" "I rigged that canvas on the oar as soon as possible," I answered. "Um-hm. That was good judgment." "Tell me, Mr. Atwood," asked the young lady innocently, "are all seafaring men very dictatorial under such circumstances?" "Very which?" "I mean do they order people about and make them do all sorts of things, whether they wish to or not?" "Sartin. Godfreys!
Then, those at the fire-house got the cart out and rung the bells. It was real funny, but don't tell Josiah I said so, because he was all puffed up last night. He gave his signal just as Mr. Beaver got up to make a motion to have you put out. Things was pretty strong against you after Reverend Mr. Means spoke." "Mr. Means!" "Um-hm. He was there as big as life and sad as Job.
You were a brave girl, and if you are not proud of yourself, I am proud of you." So, when her uncle was announced, Caroline was ready. She entered the library and acknowledged his greeting with a distant bow. He regarded her kindly, but his manner was grave. "Well, Caroline," he began, "I got your letter." "Yes, I presumed you did." "Um-hm. I got it.
Poor Albert looked and felt anything but glad just then. Captain Zelotes, his hands in his pockets, stood regarding him. He, too, did not look particularly happy. "You'll remember," he observed, "or perhaps you don't know, that when your father asked us to look out for you " Albert interrupted. "Did did father ask you to take care of me?" he cried, in surprise. "Um-hm.
"I don't ask her to do dishes nor fill pitchers nor nothin'; she just does it on her own hook." "Humph!" grunted Captain Shadrach. "So I judged from what I see. Does it pretty well, too, don't she?" "Um-hm. Well enough, I guess. Yes," with a burst of candor, "for her age, she does it mighty well." "Then what are you kickin' about?"
There was no reason why Caroline should blush; she knew it, and hated herself for doing it. "No," she answered, resentfully, "he is not." "Um-hm. What's his business?" "He is connected with a produce exchange house, I believe." "One of the firm?" "I don't know. In New York we are not as well posted, or as curious, concerning our friends' private affairs as your townspeople seem to be."
"Why why, I thought I supposed I was going to live with you with you and Grandmother." "Um-hm, I see." "I just kind of took that for granted, I guess. You sent for me to come here. You took me away from school, you know." "Yes, so I did. You know why I took you from school?" "No, I I guess I DON'T, exactly. I thought I supposed it was because you didn't want me to go there any more."
Ain't you heard it?" Galusha would have liked to change the subject, but with Jethro Hallett that was not an easy task, as he knew from experience. He did not immediately make the attempt. "Why ah yes," he admitted. "I have heard that he has bought ah some." "Um-hm. Who told you; Martha?" "Why why really, Captain, I don't know that I ought You'll pardon me, but "
"Um-hm. But we haven't any tall pole in our yard, 'cept the flag-pole and that's on the roof." "No, we haven't any pole like the book shows, but we could hitch the wheat on our balcony-rail knobs and when the birds came down to get it, we could watch them from this window. See?" "Where'll you get the wheat?" "From the barn. Jud's got a lot of different kinds of grain out there."
"I'd intended takin' it down this mornin'." Captain Sam put back his head and laughed until the shop echoed. "Ho, ho, ho!" he roared. "And you mean to tell me that you put it up there because you was goin' cruisin' to the aviation camp and you didn't want callers disturbin' Mrs. Armstrong?" His friend nodded. "Um-hm," he admitted.
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