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Updated: June 16, 2025
"Who?" exclaimed that worthy, with an alarmed face. "I mean the weather's turned rather cold." "Poor chap, pity he don't wear a top-coat." "I say," said Doubleday, who had, to my great discomfort, been making a tour of discovery round the room, "rather nice pictures some of these, this one of Peace and Plenty's not half bad, is it, Whip?"
The lurch woke her husband who pushed back his hat, shouted "Gee Haw" at the oxen, and then said to his wife: "You got to cut my hair, Bella. These long tags hanging down round my ears worry me." "Yes, dear, as soon as the weather's fine. I'll borrow a bowl from Mrs. Peeble's mother so that it'll be cut evenly all the way round."
"He'll soon begin to must," said Barbara. "The weather's warm." "He's very bent: how'll they get him into the coffin?" "Crack his back." Treze looked round for a prayer-book to lay under Zeen's chin and a crucifix and rosary for his hands. Mite took a red handkerchief and bound it round his head to keep his mouth closed. Fietje was still kneeling and saying Our Fathers.
"Naow, Jeff, yer know yer wouldn't let ennythin' in shape ev a human creetur go perishin' past aour fire sech weather's this," replied the woman, as she took the baby, which recognized the motherly hand at its first touch, and ceased crying. "Why, yer pooty, blue-eyed little thing!" she exclaimed, as she looked into the baby's face.
He entered humming an air another new composition which again she caught from him and played on the violin. 'Good, don't you think? I'm in great vein just now always am in the spring, and when the weather's fine. I say, you're looking much better today decidedly more fit. What do you do here for exercise? Do you go to the Englische Garten? Come now, will you? Let's have a drive.
And when do you think of starting?" again addressing the Yorkshireman "egad this is fine weather for the country have half a mind to have a jaunt myself makes one quite young feel as if I'd laid full fifty years aside, and were again a boy when did you say you start?" "Why, I don't know exactly," replied the Yorkshireman, "the weather's so fine that I'm half tempted to go round by Newmarket."
In fact, dirty weather's our strong point with that ugly duckling of a cutter. She'd sail most of your dandy craft slick under water if it came on really bad. And we got it a week ago by the Dogger here, and last year just to s'uthard of the Bay, as foul as I've ever seen it anywhere." "Here's our boat," I cut in. "My headquarters are in that house at the other side of the river.
"The weather's going to have a big drop to-night," he said reflectively; "I smell it on the wind. Lord! Lord! I reckon I'd better begin on that thar tobaccy about sunup and yet another day or so of sun and September dew would sweeten it consider'ble. How about yours, Mr. Christopher?" "I'll cut my ripest plants to-morrow," answered Christopher, sniffing the air.
I watched a battalion marching back today and they looked like ghosts who had been years in muddy graves. White faces and dazed eyes and leaden feet. Mine's a cushy job. I like it best when the weather's foul. It cheats me into thinking I'm doing my duty. I nodded towards a recent shell-hole. 'Much of that sort of thing? 'Now and then. We had a good dusting this morning.
"I had to get up at five so as to have breakfast in time, for I can't get the room warm and the things cooked in less'n an hour, and she has to leave here a little after six so as to take her little girl to the nursery before she goes to her place, and they ain't noways close together. The stars are shining when she goes out and they're shining when she comes in; that is, if the weather's good.
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