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"Och, now, Misther Shure-shat!" gasped the Irishman at length, "an' it's only jokin' ye are?" "Truth I tell ye, Petrick every word o' 't. Ye see the oats weer jest then sellin' at fifty cents the bushel, an' thet paid us. We made a lettle suthin', too, by the speekolashun." "But how did yez get the other inds pointed at all at all?" "Oh! thet weer eezy enough.
Mother's guessed part an' she tawld faither I weer gwaine daft or else in love wi' some pusson else than Joe. An' faither was short an' sharp, an' took me out walkin', an' bid me bide at home an' give over trapsin' 'bout. An' 'e said as 'ow I was tokened to Joe Noy an' bound by God A'mighty to wait for en if 'twas a score years.
"Theer weer a little coom, thank 'ee kindly, ma'am," the father took upon himself to answer; "but thee see it weer only just enow for the poops." We lived in a big lonely house on the edge of a wide common.
"It would be okkard fur yew, boy, if it weer board ship," snarled the skipper, going close up and thrusting his ugly face almost in Tom's. "Yew just do as I tell yew, my lad, 'fore it's worse for yew. Guess I don't want to quarrel." "And guess I don't want to quarrel with you," said Tom; "though I allus have felt as if I should like to whack a sailor."
"Oh, Tummus, you shouldn't!" "No, no; he was not the man to do such a thing," said Ellis, whose voice sounded husky, and who looked limp and not himself. "I dunno," growled Tummus; "they say when a man's in love and can't get matters settled, he's ready to do owt. I never weer in love, so I doan't know for sure." "Oh, Tummus!" cried old Hannah reproachfully.
Joan had been at the Penzance railway station, and chance made Mary question the identical porter who had studied the timetable for her cousin. "She was anxious 'bout the Lunnon trains an' tawld me she was travelin' up to town to-morrow," explained the man. "I weer 'pon the lookout this marnin', but she dedn' come again." "What time did you see her last night?" "'Bout nine or earlier.
"I shall have to order you out of the room, man, if you make that noise," he cried, as he turned to Ike. "I weer on'y laughin', your worship," said Ike. "Then leave off laughing, sir," continued Sir Francis, "and have the goodness to tell me what you were doing down the garden. Were you collecting moths with a dark lantern?" "Me, your honour! not I." "What were you doing, then?"
"Nay, nay, nay," he cried, "no one would do owt o' the soort, lad. Nay, nay, nay." "Ah, well, I don't know!" cried Dick. "All I know is that the stacks were burnt." "Weer they, lad?" "Yes, and the stables." Dave made a clucking noise with his tongue. "And the house had a narrow escape." "No; the house is right all but one room." "Eh, bud I'm straange and glad o' that, lad.
"You didn't git out las' night, Schults," said he to the German, gulping the apples down to clear his throat for conversation. "Oudt! oudt weer?" asked Schults, pausing with a tray of onions in his hands. "To the meetin' in the Wigwam," answered George. "They done er powerful lot er plannin' there las' night. The Dimocrats mean business this time.
"Why, didn't I see with my own eyes as roof weer all bont off the top o' stable, and doors gone." "Yes; but the stable caught fire from the stacks," said Dick. "Yah! how could it? Why, it's reight the other side o' the house." "Well, couldn't the sparks and flames of fire float over and set light to the thatch?" cried Dick. "Set fire to the thack!" said Dave. "Ah, well, I warn't theer!
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