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"An' ca' ye that considerin' her to du the minute she's gane the thing wad hae grieved her by ordinar' whan she was wi' ye?" "Whan we war thegither," returned Jeames with solemnity, "there was a heap o' things worth a hantle; noo 'at we're pairted there's jist nearhan' as mony 'at 's no worth a strae." "Weel du I un'erstan' ye, Jeames!" returned the laird with a sigh.
Which you can take it from me that when I. Bernstein sells a suit of clothes it is shust like he is dealing with his own brother. Qvality, my friendts, qvality! Why, I got anyhow a suit which I might be married in without shame, un'erstan' me." Colin Whitford was of the West himself. He had lived its rough-and-tumble life for years before he made his lucky strike in the Bird Cage.
On the morning that followed his funeral, as soon as breakfast was over, Aggie sought Cosmo, where he sat in the garden with a book in his hand. "Whaur are ye gaein', Aggie?" he said, as she approached prepared for walking. "MY hoor's come," she answered. "It's time I was awa'." "I dinna un'erstan' ye, Aggie," he returned. "Hoo sud ye, sir?
"Dawtie," answered Andrew, "the Lord never does the next best. The thing He does is always better than the thing He does not." "Lat me think, an' I'll try to un'erstan'," said Dawtie, but Andrew went on. "The best thing, whan a body's no ready for 't, would be the warst to gie him or ony gait no the thing for the Father o' lichts to gie.
"Not for a single moment, sir; and I beg yer pardon for causin ye so to mistak me: I do not believe, sir, ye war ever ance owertaen wi' drink in a' yer life! I fear I'm jist ower ready to speyk in parables, for it's no a'body that can or wull un'erstan' them!
She lef' de oders far behind, an' looked like nuffin so much as dat poor little blear-eyed monkey you shot de oder day, what Senhorina Manuela say was so nice to eat. What! you un'erstan' Ingliss?" added the negro, looking at the Indian girl, who had given vent to a half-suppressed giggle. "Yes leetil," replied Manuela, without attempting further to restrain her mirth.
Hoo we wan oot o' the watter I canna un'erstan'. A' 'at I ken is 'at whan I cam to mysel', we war lyin' grippit til ane anither upon a laich bit o' the bank." "But hoo was't 'at naebody ever said a word aboot it efterhin'?" asked Cosmo. "I never tellt onybody, an' ye wasna auld eneuch no to forget a' aboot it." "What for didna ye tell?"
You are a foreigner, I perceive," said Fred Westly in French, but the stranger shook his head. "I not un'erstan'." "Ah! a German, probably," returned Fred, trying him with the language of the Fatherland; but again the stranger shook his head. "You mus' spok English. I is a Swedish man; knows noting but a leetil English."
But upo' the ither han' there's ae thing it's eesed for by some, 'at canna be considert a richt eese to mak o' 't: there's ae wull tribe in America they tell me o', 'at ait a hantle o' 't and that's a thing I cannot un'erstan'; for it diz them, they say, no guid at a', 'cep, maybe, it be jist to fill-in the toom places i' their stammacks, puir reid craturs, and haud their ribs ohn stucken thegither and maybe that's jist what they ait it for!
He turned to the door, murmuring, "My wife gone, Kit a nobody, an' Joe, little Joe, a murderer, an' then I I ust to pray to Gawd an' call him 'Ouah Fathah." He laughed hoarsely. It sounded like nothing Fannie had ever heard before. "Don't, Be'y, don't say dat. Maybe we don't un'erstan'." Her faith still hung by a slender thread, but his had given way in that moment.
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