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He's sportin' a spray of lilies of the valley in his lapel, and swingin' his silver topped stick, and by the look on his face you'd think he was hearin' the birdies sing in the treetops. "Tra-la-la, tra-la-lee!" says I, throwin' open the brass gate for him. "Is it a special holiday, or what?" "It's a very special one," says he, thumpin' me on the back and whisperin' husky in my ear.
God forgive me for sayin' so, but I'll be more comfortable there. . . . Ay, d'ee hear me, Mr Pamphlett? More comfortable than here amidst women's tongues an' clerkly men's devices, an', what's worse, even the set-up whisperin' o' children. God forgive 'em an' forgive you! I'm a Polpier man, an' the last o' my stock; but I'll come back, if at all, to finish in Polpier with credit."
"Come, come, ha' done wi' yer whisperin'," cried several of the bystanders, who were becoming impatient of delay. "Have patience," said Ned, raising his hand. "The man is telling me something of importance." "I've done," growled Black Jim, scowling on the crowd with a look of hate; "I wish I hadn't said so much."
Presently another man flirted his head to one side, spat on the ground, and looked at Deal, whose face above his whiskers was puffed out in a fat smile. "Helendamnation, Squire! what does all this female gaddin' and gittin' together and whisperin' mean?" he snickered. "Nothin'!" answered Deal. "What we goin' to do about it?" "Nothin'!" "But they tell me they're fixin' to vote or bust."
"Why didn't she go to the hotel where the others are, if she wouldn't come here?" "But the arr'stocracy, Mr.Wilfrud! And alone alone! d'ye see? which couldn't be among the others; becas of sweet whisperin'. 'Alone," Mrs. Chump read on; "'and to-morrow I'll pay my respects to what you call your simmering pot of Emerald broth. Oh ye hussy! I'd say, if ye weren't a borrn lady.
She tried to look unconcerned, but anybody could see she felt sort o' forsaken and left out, and folks all lookin', and some of 'em whisperin' and nudgin' each other. I knew jest exactly how Marthy felt. Abram said to me when we was on the way home that day, 'Jane, if I'd 'a' been in Amos' place, I believe I'd 'a' set still with Marthy.
"I click Jameson's clock on them, as they went away Joe whisperin' in the bird's ear. The back-stretch was the stretch, startin' from the half. I seen the bird's mouth wide open as they come home, 'n' Joe has double wraps on him. 'He won't beat fifty under that pull! I says to myself. But when I stops the clock at the finish it was at forty-four-'n'-three-quarters.
'They was standin' under the wild cherry tree in the fence corner, says she, 'and the elderberry bushes was so thick that I could jest see Dick's head and shoulders and the top of Milly's head, but they looked to be mighty close together, and Dick was stoopin' over and whisperin' somethin' to her.
When she did git somebody to listen to her, she'd begin to stiffen up and git some backbone and git awful sassy; so she crep' around whisperin' to folks that Love was no good, and 'lowin' that she that mis'able creetur was the queen o' life.
They wuz eighteen agin; they wuz pickin' the rosy blooms in the dear home land, and love wuz whisperin' to 'em that they wuz sweeter than the flowers. I took out my snowy handkerchief and almost cried myself, the tears just run down my face, and Josiah blowed his nose on his bandanna, and I believe furtively wiped his eyes.
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