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Updated: June 18, 2025
"W'ere you is 'urted?" But while she was asking her question she had found the gash and was growing alarmed at its ugliness, when Raoul, having made everything fast, came in with: "Wat's de mattah, 'Sieur Frowenfel'? w'at's de mattah wid you? Oo done dat, 'Sieur Frowen fel'?"
Those few remaining of the fighting Earthmen farther up the valley, no longer menaced by the futile fliers, had come down to help their weaponless brethren. Wat's voice was shrill in the land, yelling, exhorting, screaming. A familiar rat-a-tat-a-tat came down the wind. The submachine gun was spitting steel-jacketed death. Where was Joan? Hilary wondered wearily.
Kin mend clothes hisse'f ez good ez the nex' one, an' useter do it too, strong an' taut, with a double thread, whenst the fambly war leetle chil'n an' gin ter bustin' out'n thar gear." But Justus took no note of the significance of the torn sleeve. "Why, 'Dosia," he went on, "everybody 'lowed ez Wat's speeches seemed ter sense what the people wanted ter hear.
'Pretty well. I am better this morning quite well, in fact, and directly you have the fire on I'll get up. 'Don't be rash, uncle, I really think you ought to stay in bed to-day. 'No; I have something to do. How soon can you be ready finished with your work, I mean? Have you anything you can leave ready for Wat's dinner? 'Why, Uncle Abel? asked Gladys, in surprise.
If I were my ordinar' I wad hae't in the byre, though I had to kindle Ninemileburn ower Wat's heid." She turned miserably on her pillow and the babe beside her set up a feeble crying. Sim busied himself with re-lighting the peat fire. He knew too well that he would never see the milk-cow till he took with him the price of his debt or gave a bond on harvested crops.
"Let him alone; you've nearly killed him; that's enough." Whereat Runnion, broken in body and spirit, began to beg for his life. "Wat's dat you say jus' now?" Doret asked the girl. "Was dat de truth for sure w'at you speak?" "Yes, but you've done your work. Don't touch him again." He hesitated, and Runnion, quick to observe it, added his entreaty to hers. "I'm beaten, Doret.
Now, standin' here in the marsh, this is where our line begins, Fitz, standin' here, Chad, in the marsh, which side of the line is that hill on? Mine or Jedge Barbour's?" The old man bent over the table, and scanned the plan closely. "Wat's dis blue wiggle lookin' like a big fish-wum?" "That's the Tench River."
De cunjuh man 'vited Dan ter come in, en pass' de time er day wid 'im. Ez soon ez Dan 'mence' talkin', he heared a cat miauin' en scratchin' en gwine on at a tarrable rate. "'Wat's all dat fuss 'bout? ax' Dan. "'Oh, dat ain' nuffin but my ole gray tomcat, sez de cunjuh man. 'I has ter shet 'im up sometimes fer ter keep 'im in nights, en co'se he doan lack it.
"Yer pa don't 'low me fur ter do it; he won't do it hisse'f, an' he won't let dem do it wat wants ter. I dunno wat's gittin' in 'im myse'f.
He heard Abel Waite's steps running toward him, and felt his hands thrust into his blouse pocket over his breast. Then the boy said with a start of surprise: "Why, he's alive yet. Come here, Wat." Wat and the Irishmen hastened to him. He felt Wat's hand laid on his breast, and then held over his mouth. "'E's certainly warm yet. Hand 'e breathes."
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