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Updated: June 18, 2025
These people talked and laughed without restraint. In fact, they talked straight from their lungs and laughed from the pits of their stomachs. And this hearty laughter was often justified by the droll humor of some remark. I paused long enough to hear one man say to another: "Wat's de mattah wid you an' yo' fr'en' Sam?" and the other came back like a flash: "Ma fr'en'? He ma fr'en'? Man!
She turned upon him with sudden interest. "What will kem o' Wat?" "Oh, he mus' live in town whilst sher'ff, bein' off'cer o' the court an' official keeper o' jail, though he kin app'int a jailer." "Live in Colbury!" she exclaimed in wonderment. Justus laughed in triumph. "Oh, I tell ye, Wat's 'way up in the pictur's!
"But you might catch cold," suggested Mary kindly. "Catch your grandmother!" he retorted. "Sailors ain't mollycoddles." "Wat's dat?" asked Teddy inquiringly, looking up at him.
She paused to hold up the apron, exquisitely white, and sheer, and stiff, and to gaze with critical professional eyes upon it; she was what is known as a "beautiful washer and ironer," although otherwise not comely. "Wat's beat plumb out o' sight, ef the truth war knowed, I reckon. He 'lows he's powerful 'feared. Ef't war Justus, now, he'd hev been 'lected sure.
Everything sooms awa' in whisky; they'll soom awa' theirsel's some day wi'd, that's wan comfort. I'm sure that's wan thing Wat an' me's no' likely to meddle wi'. We've seen ower muckle o' the misery o' drink. It'll never be my ruin, onyway. Are ye ready, Gladys? 'In a minute, just my hat and gloves, Gladys answered, and again retired. 'I say, sir, d'ye no' think ye should raise Wat's wages?
Uncle Sheba subsided, and she went on, "Dere's my young Missy dat's pendin' on me, but she ain't pendin' in de sense ob hangin' on me," and she paused and looked impressively at Unc. "She's usin' her two little han's jest as hard as she know how, an' a heap too hard. Wat's mo' she's usin' dem to good puppus.
She was so oddly obedient, so docile, so unquestioning, that he realized something was greatly amiss. He laid his hand against her flushed cheek and found it to be burning hot, whereupon he hastily consulted the nearest bystanders. They agreed with him that the girl was indeed ill more than that, she was half delirious. "Sacre! Wat's she doin' roun' a saloon lak dis?" he indignantly demanded.
Don't slow up!" shouted Tad. "Keep going!" "I am. Wat's matter with you?" "I don't see what you had to come tumbling into this mess for," objected Tad. "Didn't tumble in. Rode in. Came to help you " "Precious lot of help you'll be to me. Lucky if we're not both burned with our boots on. See! The flame's narrowing in on us. More steam, Chunky! More steam!" urged Tad. "Can't.
Hilary snapped out of his sorrow. He could not help Joan by having himself captured or killed, nor was it fair to Grim and Wat. They had placed themselves unquestioningly under his leadership. Something else too was growing into burning life in his mind. This was his Earth, his and Grim's and Wat's, and of millions of other normal human beings. The Mercutians were interlopers, brutal conquerors.
Ma soeur!" the big fellow cried, hoarsely. He had fallen all atremble now; he could have believed himself demented only for something in Rouletta's face. "You mean HIM? Wat's dis you sayin'?" "I mean him you. Who else could I mean? He doesn't care for me, but for another, and I'm oh, so glad!" "Mon Dieu!" 'Poleon gasped. "For why you look at me lak dat?
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