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I not wasn' going to hurt on'y to preeck! I never hol' knife no more! I promise! I swear!" here he crossed himself rapidly "I promise 'gain! But at this point the English language failed the Hare, who sank upon his knees, wringing his hands and gesticulating wildly, as he gabbled, nobody knew what, in Italian. Hallett, meanwhile, was looking grave and stern as the boys had never seen him.
Don't you say no, ez ef you wasn' nevah gwine to say nothin' else. You jes' say a hol'in' off no." "I like Mr. Northcope as a friend, and my no to him will be final." The dinner did not go down very well with Mima that evening. It stopped in her throat, and when she swallowed, it brought the tears to her eyes. When it was done, she hurried away to her room.
"A stranger might say as you wasn' the best o' friends." "Nothin'," answered Sam after a slight pause. "Bit of a argymint that's all." "Wot about?" "'Tisn worth mentionin'." Sam glanced at the other two. "The theayter 'ere's offered Mr. and Mrs. Mortimer an engagement." "Well?" "We was discussin' whether they ought to take it." "W'y not?" "Well, you see Glasson bein' about "
"It makesh me homesick for the good ol' days in Berlin." "You were over, in January; weren't you?" Lloyd Avalons asked. "Yes, aft' a fashion; but 't wasn' the ol' fashion. A studen' an' a married man's two differen' things. I took Mrs. Lorimer everywhere an' to show her grat'tude she took me in han'." And Lorimer's own laugh rang out merrily at what seemed to him a superlatively good joke.
Whereby the notion came to me that, as he'd come from Botusfieming those bein' his last words back to Botusfleming he should go, an' on that we cooked up a plan. Bill Adams being on duty in the sick-bay, there wasn' no difficulty in sewin' up a dummy in Eli's place; an' the dummy, sir, nex' day we dooly committed to the deep, Cap'n Crang hisself readin' the service.
"'T'other chap's a handsome chap," she said, with her eyes on her work. "Handsome is as handsome does," squeaked Uncle Issy. "If you wasn' such an aged man, Uncle, I' call 'ee a very tame talker." Uncle Issy collapsed. "I reckon you'm all afeard o' this man," continued Prudy, looking round on the company, "else I'd have heard some mention of a shal-lal afore this."
You! you cruel, cowardly, lazy, lounging, bad lot! Living on my poor little girl, you be! You vampire! Living on her body and soul." "Madam, where is Mr. Penelles?" "Aw, to be sure. Well you knew he wasn' here, or you would never have put foot this road. And no madam I be, but honest Joan Penelles. Go! The Pender men are near by. Go! and the Trefy men, and Jack Penhelick, and Reuben Trewillow.
In a minute 'twas as much as the post-boy could ha' done to hold 'en. But he didn' try. Instead, he fell to floggin' harder, workin' his arm up an' down like a steam-engin'. "'What the jiminy are 'ee doin? calls out her ladyship or words to that effec' clutchin' at the side o' the shay, an' tryin' to stiddy hersel'. "'I thought I wasn' to spare whip-cord, calls back the post-boy.
"It air shorely hard to see," said one in a low, slow voice, "why she was taken, 'n1 him left; why she should hev to give her life fer the life he took. But He knows, He knows," the mountaineer continued, with unfaltering trust; and then, after a moment's struggle to reconcile fact with faith: "The Lord took whut He keered fer most, 'n' she was ready, 'n' he wasn t.
"Thank 'ee," said Zeb, "I will; an' may the Lord judge 'atween us." "There's many a way o' takin' a drink," the sailor said, staring at him; "but split me if yours ain't the rummiest I've run across." "Oh, man, man," Zeb answered, "I wasn' thinkin' o' you!"
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