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'Mercy! exclaimed Christina, at his entrance at so unusual an hour; 'is the clock aff its onion, or ha'e ye received the sack? He was not quick at answering, and she continued: 'Ye're ower early, Mac. Yer birthday present'll no be ready till the evenin'. Still, here's wishin' ye many happies, an' may ye keep on improvin'. He smiled in a fashion that struck her as unfamiliar.
"Was you wishin' to find out somethin' about him or Aunt Milly? Because if so I don't know nothin' about him, nor yet her. I never set eyes on neither of 'em." "I am your Aunt Milly's husband," he told her. "And I have come to find out something about you." "It's took you a long time to find your way, ain't it?" Her manner was not cordial. "We will waive that," said he, composedly.
"Kid," she said, "come away from that window. You been doin' nothin' but wishin' 'twon't rain all day. You'll wear out the patience of the Almighty; then he'll make it rain an' soak you through a-purpose." "I don't know which I like best, Lafe," the girl remarked presently, turning to the cobbler, "the red roses or the yellow." Bobbie came to Jinnie's side and fingered the lace.
"Whin I was a young man in th' ol' counthry, we heerd th' same story about all America. We used to set be th' tur-rf fire o' nights, kickin' our bare legs on th' flure an' wishin' we was in New York, where all ye had to do was to hold ye'er hat an' th' goold guineas'd dhrop into it.
The doctor passed out, went toward the office, knocked at the door, and, getting no response, opened it and walked in. "Be the powers, Narcisse!" cried Tommy, as the cook stood looking after the doctor, "it's little I iver thought I'd pity that baste, but Hivin save him now! He'll be thinkin' the divil's come fer him. An' begob, he'll be wishin' it wuz before he's through wid him." But Dr.
"Ay, that's all very well in its way, but bow-wowin' an' waggin' yer tail won't fetch me a can o' water. Hows'ever, it's o' no manner o' use wishin'. `Never say die. Here goes."
"Well, ain't it better than loafin' around yer billets all day, thinkin' an' cursin' an' wishin' ye was home?" spoke up the man who sat the other side, pounding down the tobacco in his pipe with a thick forefinger. "It makes me sick, trampin' round this way in ranks all day with the goddam frawgs starin' at us an'..." "They're laughin' at us, I bet," broke in another voice.
Maybe he's learned." There was no reply, and he went on. "Maybe he's wishin' he'd treated you right, Davi'. Maybe he'd gi' something to marry you now. Maybe. Wal, he's had his chance an' throw'd it." There was an impressive pause. Presently Jean spoke again. "Guess we'll be gittin' on soon. The mission's a good place fer wimmin as hasn't done well in the world, I reckon.
Begorrah, it's wishin' I am, I stood in ye'r shoes, alannah, an' I wouldn't care for to call the Pope me ouncle, God bless him!"
"The skipper didn't answer that. "'Come, cook, says I, 'leave us get under way, for I couldn't stand it no longer. "So the cook an' me put out in the punt t' land at Whoopin' Harbor, with the crew wishin' the poor cook well with their lips, but thinkin', God knows what! in their hearts. An' he was in a wonderful state o' fright. I never seed a man so took by scare afore.
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