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Updated: May 18, 2025
"All the m-more reason why you ought not to ask me now. I w-wish you'd get your m-mind on something besides me." Vesty composed herself at the end of the boat. "Sweet-tempered child!" said he, regarding her from the helm. She dipped her hand in the water and smoothed her stray locks; they curled up again. "My mind is still on you, Vesty and will be for ever and aye, sweetheart."
And Miss Jethro," he took off his hat to Cynthia, "well, well. Didn't know you had a girl, Jethro." "W-wish she was mine, Steve," said Jethro. "She's a good deal to me as it is. Hain't you, Cynthy?" "Yes," said Cynthia. "Well, well," said Mr. Merrill, staring at her, "you'll have to look out for her some day keep the boys away from her eh? Upon my word!
Er what do you think he said?" "I don't know," said Wetherell, in a low voice. "Willard said, 'Bass, w-wish you'd find me that man. I'll give him five dollars every week for a letter like that er five dollars a week." He paused, folded up the paper again and put it in his pocket, took out a card and handed it to Wetherell. Newcastle Guardian. "That's his address," said Jethro.
A-a-h!" he broke off, flourishing his cane over his head, "there y-you slink; I w-wish I had hold of you." And I heard the running footsteps of No. 1 as he darted away, across and down the avenue. "An-and the police?" sarcastically resumed the big man, who wavered unsteadily now and then. "H-how useful are the police! How many do y-you see at this moment, pray, eh?
But the der-dead shall rest; I sh-sha'n't call up their pale faces." He drew his breath hard, and his eyes looked full of tender memories. After a moment he went on. "I don't w-wish to waste words; I mum-merely come to say that Mark has five hunderd dollars, and that I can scrape up a couple o' hunderd more, and will give my note w-with him for the balance.
Mollie thought she detected a faint glimmer of mirth in his eye after the ceremony. She quelled it promptly. "If you get gay with me, Blister " The fat man's impulse to smile fled. "Honest to goodness, Mrs. Gillespie " "Larson," she corrected. "Larson," he accepted. "I w-wish you m-many happy returns." She looked at him suspiciously and grunted "Hmp!"
And Miss Jethro," he took off his hat to Cynthia, "well, well. Didn't know you had a girl, Jethro." "W-wish she was mine, Steve," said Jethro. "She's a good deal to me as it is. Hain't you, Cynthy?" "Yes," said Cynthia. "Well, well," said Mr. Merrill, staring at her, "you'll have to look out for her some day keep the boys away from her eh? Upon my word!
He held Cosgrave's sticky hand tight, and at that loyal understanding pressure Cosgrave began to cry, shaking from head to foot, jerking out his words between his chattering teeth. "It's s-stupid to cry I do w-wish I w-wasn't always c-crying about everything after all he c-can't kill me more than once, can he? But he's such a beast. He h-hates anyone else to h-have a good time and tell lies.
And Miss Jethro," he took off his hat to Cynthia, "well, well. Didn't know you had a girl, Jethro." "W-wish she was mine, Steve," said Jethro. "She's a good deal to me as it is. Hain't you, Cynthy?" "Yes," said Cynthia. "Well, well," said Mr. Merrill, staring at her, "you'll have to look out for her some day keep the boys away from her eh? Upon my word!
Er what do you think he said?" "I don't know," said Wetherell, in a low voice. "Willard said, 'Bass, w-wish you'd find me that man. I'll give him five dollars every week for a letter like that er five dollars a week." He paused, folded up the paper again and put it in his pocket, took out a card and handed it to Wetherell. Newcastle Guardian. "That's his address," said Jethro.
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