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Wrenn reflected that Morton must be a society person; and he made his invitation highly polite: "Well, say, old man, I'd be awful happy if you could come over and feed on me. Can't you come over and meet me, Morty?" "Y-yes, I guess I can. Yes, I'll do it. Where'll I meet you?" "How about Twenty-eighth and Sixth Avenue?" "That'll be all right, Bill. 'Bout six o'clock?" "Fine!
I'd better read one verse now, so I can say I read that, anyway, if I forget the rest of the week." Martin sat down beside the road. He was not a very good reader. This was the first piece of the Bible Martin had ever owned. There was an old, unused family Bible at home. A red Testament, was much more attractive to Martin. "Where'll I read?" Martin asked himself now. "I want an easy verse.
Presently he stumbled upon Huck Finn the Red-Handed. Huck would answer. Tom took him to a private place and opened the matter to him confidentially. Huck was willing. Huck was always willing to take a hand in any enterprise that offered entertainment and required no capital, for he had a troublesome superabundance of that sort of time which is not money. "Where'll we dig?" said Huck.
She's got a disease o' truth-telling when there's no need that would anguish the saints o' Hiven theirselves! "'I kin make better 'n naturaler-lookin' hats fer nothin', here at home, than they keep in N' York, she says after looking out the back window a piece. 'And who'll help yer? says I, 'and where'll yer git the posies and what all?
And now I've got money, I must have friends; for when I hadn't, ye know, my friends seemed against me, and now I have, it's the world that does, where'll I hide it? Oh, dear! now I'm with you, I don't mind, though this brown-faced forr'ner servant of yours, he gives me shivers. Can he understand English? becas I've got ut all in my pockut!" Merthyr sighed wearily for release.
I must be patient; I cannot expect the habits of years to pass away under a different kind of female influence, at once." Jane had been stolidly washing and putting away dishes during this partial address to herself and partial soliloquy, but now remarked, "You and me will pass away in a week if you go on as you've begun. I can see it comin'. Then, where'll we go to?"
Pelle was not afraid of fighting, but he needed to have right on his side, if he was to kick out properly. "Move down to her, then, and I'll go away!" "Where'll you go to?" "Out into the world and get rich!" Lasse raised his head, like an old war-horse that hears a signal; but then it dropped again. "Out into the world and get rich!
You keep thinking, "Now suppose there's a flaw in that fuse, or something, and she goes off in six seconds instead of two minutes? where'll you be then?" It would give you a good boost towards your home on high, anyway. So I climbed fast, and stuck my head out the top without looking and then I froze solid enough.
If the world, the flesh, and the devil don't freeze out his intents, you'll hear from that chap. He's a-gitting high up in the law, and where'll you find a better managed plantation than his'n?" What else Brother Roach said or might have said must be left to conjecture. In the midst of his eulogy on the living, the preacher in the house began his eulogy of the dead.
"'Just as she gets light to-morrow mawnin', I says quick, fur I hasn't believed he'd come through, 'n' I wants to stick the gaff into him 'fore he changes his mind. "He give a sigh. I knowed he was no early riser. "'All right, he says. 'Where'll you be? "'At the half-mile post, I says. 'I'll have him warmed up fur you. "'All right, he says again 'n' that night I don't sleep none.
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