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I chose this man, first because I could trust him, and next, because I had only one of the Cullens as an alternative, and if any of them went sneaking round, it would be sure to attract attention. "The moment you have the letters, put them in the station safe," I ended, "and then get word to me." "And where'll you be, Mr. Gordon?" asked the man.
"And Geissler, where'll he be now?" asks Isak. "Geissler? Never heard of him. Who's he?" "Lensmand Geissler, that sold you the place first of all." "Oh, him! Geissler was his name? Heaven knows where he is now. So you remember him too?" Blasting and working up in the hills, gangs of men at work all through the summer there was plenty doing about the place.
"I say, don't cry about it, or I won't tell you anything." "I won't say a word, only I am so impatient to know." "Want to know it all from the very beginning?" "Of course. Don't tease me, Bob, now I'm so weak." "Oh, won't I. Got you down flat, old chap. Can't bounce and bully me now. Give me much of your nonsense, I'll punch your old head. Now, then, where'll you have it?"
Asgill knew that that was true, and though his face grew dark he changed his tone. "Enough said," he replied pacifically. "Where'll we be if we quarrel? You want the old place that is yours by right. And I want your sister." He swallowed something as he named her; even his tone was different. "'Tis one and one. That's all." "And you're the one who wants the most," James replied cunningly.
"It's warranted to make 'em lay in night shifts, Ann," said Matthew as he beamed down upon me with a delight equal to Polly's, and somehow equally as young. "Where'll I put it? In the feed-room in the bins?" "Yes, and they are almost empty. I was wondering what I would do next for food, because I owe Rufus and the hogs so much," I answered gratefully.
"'Oo," interrogated old Bob, holding the boat steady by grasping the stage, "was th' party wot engyged yer larst night, Bill?" "Party name o' Allytheer," growled the drowsy one. "W'y?" "Party 'ere's lookin' for 'im. Where'll I find this Allytheer?" "Best look sharp 'r yer won't find 'im," retorted the one above. "'E was at anchor off Bow Creek larst night." Kirkwood's heart leaped in hope.
"H'm," says he; "ye come a wee thing ahint-hand, Mr. Balfour. The bird's flown we hae letten her out." "Miss Drummond is set free?" I cried. "Achy!" said he. "What would we keep her for, ye ken? To hae made a steer about the bairn would hae pleased naebody." "And where'll she be now?" says I. "Gude kens!" says Doig, with a shrug. "She'll have gone home to Lady Allardyce, I'm thinking," said I.
Young Jarge joined him with a small, square copper boiler in his arms. "Where'll us put un tu, feyther?" Ole Jarge set off across the beach in the direction of the boat. "Bring un along!" he commanded in a manner dimly suggestive of a lord high executioner. Young Jarge followed, and dumped his burden down alongside the boat. "Now!" said Ole Jarge grimly.
"In November," he answered. "Before that time there will be five thousand more voters in this county than there are now!" "Where'll they come from?" "They are here now." "In your pocket, is that what you mean?" "They may be," she answered, smiling darkly. "You speak as if you were Mike Prim, Selah. It's scandalous!"
Axel looks at her and is slow to think, and sits there in his underclothes, looking at her. "So 'tis you," says he. "And where'll you be going?" "Why, depends first of all if you've need of help to the summer work," says she. Axel thinks over that, and says: "Aren't you going to stay where you were, then?" "Nay; I've finished at the Lensmand's."
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