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And I seed you; I seed de elder a bending over ye, a whisperin' in yer ear." "Oh, git out!" cried Clo. "He didn't do no sich." "Oh, yes, he did, Miss Clorindy; dese eyes seen it." "Wal, he was a axin' me if I was gwine to come to meetin' more reg'lar dan I had ob late." "It took him a great while to ax," said Dolf, in a reproachful voice. Clo laughed a little chuckling laugh.

Then he kind o' ketched his breath an' seemed t' want t' say somethin'. So I bent over him, an' he said, in a kind of a whisperin' groan: 'Jus' think of it, Seth, what did it was th' slow freight! That's what cuts me; that's what cuts me the worst kind. I wouldn't a-minded if 't had been th' express them things will happen, an' they've got t' come.

He stopped me as I walked, and said a kind good-day to me; and I knew when I looked into his face that he had word for me the whisperin' of some angel, I suppose, and I said to him as though he had asked me for it, 'My name is Mary Callen, sir. "At that he started, and the colour came quick to his face; and he said: 'I am Sir Duke Lawless. I come to look for Mary Callen's grave.

'Oh, go on, Billy! 'Wal, I had got pretty closte, and I seen them whisperin' together, an' then it seemed to me that they wasn't so far away as they had been a minit before. Then flash came a fizz match, an' sure enough there they was, facin' to'rds me, an' the very way they'd come, an' holdin' the match to the ground.

Mayo was afraid she wouldn't pull through. She asked him what chance she had, and he told her straight the Mayos always tell the truth that she had only one chance in a hundred. She was so weak that he had to bend down to hear her whisperin', 'I'll take that one chance!" "And did she?" I asked eagerly. "She was still living when I left. She will get better, I think.

I set 'em out, so you wouldn't have to steal them. John and Felix was hard on the cookie jar. FELIX: Where is John? He was in town for the exercises. I bet those young devils ran off to the race-track. I heard whisperin' goin' round. But everybody'll be home some time. Mary and the girls don't ask me where they are. They'll drive old Bess all over the country before they drive her to the bam.

"It's allus that-a-way when folks gets on a committee racket, Curly," replied one of his friends with a sympathetic grin. "That's just how, Dan," agreed the third. "Hot air. That's what it is. This tarnation Vigilance stunt sets folk whisperin' among 'emselves 'bout the hell goin' to be ladled out to all cattle thieves in general.

Don't you go for to say you ever see'd a ghost!" "Haven't I? What are you whisperin' about, you blushful chap there by the winder?" "I was only remarking sir, 'twere snawin' like the devil." "Is it? Then the devil has been misjudged these eighteen hundred and ninety odd years." "But did you ever see a ghost?" said the little grinning man, pursuing his subject.

"How do you know that, you little rascal?" "When I was asleep, she said: 'God bless us all, an' Mr. Ashes. I yeard 'er whisperin'." "You're a little ruffian to tell what you hear when you're not meant to hear it!" The little boy was silent. Then he said aggressively: "I can skin rabbets. Megan, she can't bear skinnin' 'em. I like blood." "Oh! you do; you little monster!" "What's that?"

She kinder whispered back in a skairt way, sunthin' about "speculators and legislators and rings, and etcetery." But I answered right out loud, I hain't one to go whisperin' round, and says I, "I'll bet if Uncle Sam himself was here, and knew the feelin's I had for him, he'd hand out a few dollars of his own accord for me to get sunthin' to remember him by.

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