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David rose from his chair and walked across the room to where his father sat. "If yo' know sic a mighty heap," he shouted, "happen you'll just tell me what yo' do know!" M'Adam stopped stroking Red Wull's massive head, and looked up. "Tell ye? Ay, wha should I tell if not ma dear David? Tell? Ay, I'll tell ye this" with a sudden snarl of bitterness "That you'd be the vairy last person I wad tell."

"But that is th' vairy thing she is, safe and sure, John Costrell. I told ye Australia. Australia be the Colonies." John gave the longest whistle a single breath would support. Why he was ready to accept the relation of old Phoebe and Maisie, and revolt against his wife's inevitable granddaughtership, Heaven only knows! "But I'm not to say a word of it to the mistress," said he, meaning his wife.

She stared easily and comfortably up into his great mild eyes, went into them as they remained quietly and gently there, receiving her. Presently he said in a soft low tone, "You are vairy happy, mademoiselle." Miriam moved her eyes from his face and gazed out of the window into the little sunlit summer-house.

"I canna tell ye where he is now, but ye'd aiblins care to hear o' when I saw him last." He turned his chair the better to address her. "Twas like so: I was sittin' in this vairy chair it was, asleep, when he crep' up behind an' lep' on ma back. I knew naethin' o't till I found masel' on the floor an' him kneelin' on me. I saw by the look on him he was set on finishin' me, so I said "

Señor Noma meets me at the foot of the dining-room stairs. "I haf sent for a jar of chili-peppers for Mrs. Steele. Will you say your friend I raicommend chili-peppers, and I advice you put a little cayenne in the bif-tea. It makes vairy seeck without." "Thank you, Señor Noma," I say; "Wah-Ching will bring up the peppers and I will tell Mrs. Steele what you say." I glance back at the Peruvian.

Some gameovitch! And now let me tell you one other vairy funny story " Desultory conversation had begun in murmurs over the rest of the room, as the Wood Hills intellectuals politely endeavoured to conceal the fact that they realized that they were about as much out of it at this re-union of twin souls as cats at a dog-show. From time to time they started as Vladimir Brusiloff's laugh boomed out.

"Ye do me a wrang, lass; ye do indeed," he said, looking up at her with an assumed ingenuousness which, had she known him better, would have warned her to beware. "Gin I kent where the lad was I'd be the vairy first to let you, and the p'lice, ken it too; eh, Wullie! he! he!" He chuckled at his wit and rubbed his knees, regardless of the contempt blazing in the girl's face.

Said Granny Marrable to her grandson-in-law: "'Tis Gwen o' th' Towers, John, in Tom Kettering's gig. Bide here till they come up, that I may get speech of her ladyship." "Will she stand still on th' high roo-ad, to talk to we?" "She'll never pass me by if she sees me wishful to speak with her. Her ladyship has too good a heart." "Vairy well, Gra-anny."

All at once McTeague had an idea, a veritable inspiration. "And we'll we'll we'll have what's the matter with having something to eat afterward in my 'Parlors'?" "Vairy goot," commented Mrs. Sieppe. "Bier, eh? And some damales." "Oh, I love tamales!" exclaimed Trina, clasping her hands. McTeague returned to the city, rehearsing his instructions over and over.

"There was anoother letter for th' Cottage, the vairy fetch of yowern, Granny, all but th' neam. Th' neam on't was Mrs. Picture, and on yowern Mrs. Marrowbone, and if th' neam had been sa'am on both, 'twould have ta'aken Loondon Town to tell 'em apart." "And you left one at the Cottage, and brought the other on here? Was that it? Sharp man!"

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