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Updated: June 28, 2025
"You don't mean to say, Micah, that there's any person for beauty and bewitchingness to be compared with Mrs. McNab?" "Whew-ew", uttered Micah, while every line and feature in his countenance expressed ineffable scorn. He gave several extra strokes of the paddle with great energy. Suddenly, his grim features broke into a genial smile.
"Oh, no," said Leffie; "keep it so marster can have it, if he ever hears of it. There’s your cigar box, take it and bury the letter in it." "Whew-ew," said Rondeau, with a prolonged whistle, "it takes you women to calculate anything cute!" The cigar box was brought out, and in a few moments the poor letter was lying quietly under a foot and a half of earth.
Nevertheless Chimo regarded it with a steady gaze for a minute or two, then he turned to the fire, and having satisfied himself that the chimney was impracticable, being full of flames and smoke, he faced the window once more, and showed his teeth, as if in chagrin. "Whew-ew! Chimo-o-o!" came Frank's voice, floating faintly from afar. Chimo took aim at the bullet-hole.
Bad example to the rank and file," murmured the Captain, with some remnant of a camp-dream lingering in his mind. Mr. Berners shook him roughly, while Sybil dipped up a double handful of water from a little spring at their feet, and threw it up into his face. This fairly aroused him. "Whew-ew! Phiz! What's that for? What the demon's all this?
Rosamond's temper was up, and equally indignant at mother and son, she started to her feet, exclaiming, "I'd thank you, sir, to let me alone." "Whew-ew," whistled Ben. "Spunky, ain't you. Now I rather like that. But pray don't burst a blood vessel. I've no notion of making love to you, if mother does think so. You are too small a girl." "Too small a girl," repeated Rosamond, scornfully.
Billy frowned, for he held Mary's name as too sacred to be breathed by a young man of Henry Lincoln's character; while George replied, "Her name is Mary Howard." "What, the pauper?" asked Henry, looking significantly at Billy, who replied, "The same, sir." "Whew-ew," whistled Henry, prolonging the diphthong to an unusual length.
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