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Thereupon he told Whittle of his change of direction, in words which Henchard had overheard, and set out on his way. Farfrae had not directed his man to take the message indoors, and Whittle had not been supposed to do so on his own responsibility.
Deacon and Mrs. Whittle signed; Postmaster and Mrs. Daggett signed, the latter with copious tears flowing over her smooth rosy cheeks. Miss Lois Daggett was next: "I guess I ought to be written down near the front," said she, "seeing I'm full as much to blame, and like that, as most anybody."
Jopp in his time of distress had often stood here; so had Mother Cuxsom, Christopher Coney, and poor Abel Whittle. The miserables who would pause on the remoter bridge were of a politer stamp.
"Ye ain't count'n' on the fun o' workin'," he suggested. "I'm counting on that five dollars eight bits to a dollar, forty bits altogether. Why, it's a fortune, Bub." He took out his knife, looked around for a stick to whittle and, finding none, put the knife in his pocket with a sigh. "I guess Will Morrison wouldn't like it," he decided. "Put up yer money, Sairy."
As soon as he recognized them he started. "What, Abel Whittle; is it that ye are heere?" said Farfrae. "Ay, yes sir! You see he was kind-like to mother when she wer here below, though 'a was rough to me." "Who are you talking of?" "O sir Mr. Henchet! Didn't ye know it? He's just gone about half-an-hour ago, by the sun; for I've got no watch to my name." "Not dead?" faltered Elizabeth-Jane.
For the latter it was customary to whittle out a little wooden tube, and fasten it in a tin cup, through which he could suck up the water. As this mouth cancer seemed contagious, none of us would allow any one afflicted with it to use any of our cooking utensils. The Rebel doctors at the hospital resorted to wholesale amputations to check the progress of the gangrene.
That brightest of all our historical blades, "P. Whittle, F.A.S.," states that it is located on the south-west side of Friargate a better, but still very mystical, exposition to all not actually acquainted with the place; whilst Hardwicke comes up to the rescue in the panoply of modern exactness, and tells us that it is on the south side of Fishergate.
"I hope we have enough in the treasury to get that window put in." "We should worry," said Roy. "There's a lot of fun not having any money," said Pee-wee. "We ought to have plenty of fun then," said Westy. "This old car has got the County Poorhouse turning green with envy." "They have a lot of fun in the poorhouse, they whittle things with sticks," Pee-wee said.
And now, if it's fixed up, it'll be the best house in Brookville." "That isn't saying much. See here, you've got to let me pass. If you want to sell I should think you would I don't see what you are worrying about. I don't suppose you are worrying for fear you may cheat the girl." "We ain't goin' to cheat the girl, but I dunno." Whittle stood aside, shaking his head, and Jim passed on.
'W'y, s' she, 'th' ones 'at found him out in th' woods where he got lost, I s'pose. But come t' sift it right down t' facts, not one o' them ladies c'd tell f'r certain who 't was 'at found that body. The' was such an' excitement 'n' hullaballoo, nobody 'd thought t' ask. It wa'n't Deacon Whittle; n'r it wa'n't th' party from th' Brookville House; ner Hank Simonson, ner any o' the boys.
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