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"I'll never get as good a wife as you, Aunt Catherine," said Roger with a little whimsical smile that gave him the look of an amused gnome. "Dessay you won't. But someone ye have to have. Why'n't ye try 'Liza Adams. She might have ye she's gittin' on." "'Liza ... Adams!" "That's what I said. Ye needn't repeat it 'Liza ... Adams 's if I'd mentioned a hippopotamus. I git out of patience with ye.
"Ef dey is why'n't he never come here?" retorted Tom. "I jes' been thinkin' maybe ouah house is so little he miss it in de night; dey says he's a ol' man an' I 'low his sight ain' good." Tom was stricken into silence for a moment by this entirely new view of the matter, and then finding no answer to it, he said "Aw" again and looked superior, but warningly so.
The savage Tim was leaning upon his rifle in the doorway, his eyes dilated, his breath short, his whole frame trembling with excitement, as the other men, alarmed by Evelina's screams, rushed down from the barn. "What ails ye, Tim? Why'n't ye fire?" demanded his father. Tim turned an agitated, baffled look upon him. "I I mought hev hit the baby," he faltered.
And don't worry about my making the station," he added, reassuringly. "I have the directions, and I'll get there in time to make that ten-thirty eastbound to-night." He clambered painfully up into the saddle. A third member of the group, the round-faced and smiling cowpuncher, opened up with his pleasing drawl. "Why'n't you stay over till mornin', then?" he demanded.
"Why'n't you leave it at grandpa's?" "Will you wait for me and start fair?" "Come on!" They obliqued across the street, still running forward, and at their grandfather's gate Herbert turned in and sped toward the house. "Take it around to the kitchen and give it to Kitty Silver," Florence called. "Tell Kitty Silver to take care of it for you."
"My God, Em, you'll die!" Mrs. Tarbury said frankly. "Why'n't you go somewhere where there's something doing?" "My sporting days are over, Min," George said with mournful satisfaction. "No more midnight suppers in mine!" "Nor mine, either. I guess I'm old enough to settle down," Emeline added cheerfully. She and Mrs.
And Duke, after prostrating himself, decided that it would be a relief to obey and to consider his responsibilities in this matter at an end. He withdrew beyond a corner of the house, thinking deeply. "Why'n't you let him bark at the ole cat?" Sam Williams inquired, sympathizing with the oppressed. "I guess you'd want to bark if a cat had been treatin' you the way this one did Duke."
Sheridan made her appearance, her oblique expression and the state of her toilette being those of a person who, after trying unsuccessfully to sleep on one side, has got up to look for burglars. "Papa!" she exclaimed, drowsily. "Why'n't you go to bed? It must be goin' on 'leven o'clock!" She yawned, and seated herself near him, stretching out her hands to the fire.
I tell a bushel o' 'em a day, Eveliny!" He wagged his head in an anxious affectation of mirth. "Why'n't ye gin dad them messages ez Abs'lom gin ye from me?" Joe received this in blank amaze; then, with sudden comprehension, his lower jaw dropped. He looked at her with a plea for pity in his eyes. And yet his ready tact strove to reassert itself. "I mus' hev furgot 'em," he faltered.
He returned in a stealthy but important manner to his disgruntled follower and the hilarious captive. "Well," said Sam impatiently, "I guess I'm not goin' to stand around here all day, I guess! You got anything you want to do, why'n't you go on and DO it?"
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