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"Wot's the use o' worritin' 'bout these things?" said Ortheris. "You're bound to find all out quicker nor you want to, any'ow." He jerked the cartridge out of the breech-block into the palm of his hand. "Ere's my chaplain," he said, and made the venomous black-headed bullet bow like a marionette. "'E's goin' to teach a man all about which is which, an' wot's true, after all, before sundown.
He could not get time to attend to the farm, was obliged to leave things to the hired man, and was in trouble often about his affairs. 'Bit yo see, she hasna t' reet use of her speach, he said, excusing himself humbly to this handsome city nephew. 'An' she conno gie ower snipin aw at onst. 'Twudna be human natur'. An't' gell's worritin' an' I mun tell her what t' missis says.
'Why, the old fool's mad! cried Jonas, much disturbed. 'That's my opinion, sir, said Mrs Gamp, 'and I will not deceive you. 'Why, who minds what he says? retorted Jonas. 'Still he is worritin' sir, said Mrs Gamp. 'No one don't mind him, but he IS a ill conwenience. 'Ecod you're right, said Jonas, looking doubtfully at the subject of this conversation. 'I have half a mind to shut him up.
Nosey lifted the hot, dry little claw to his lips. "If you sez I gotter go, I'll go," and rose to his feet. "'Course you gotter go. The King sez so, an' I sez so. Don't you get worritin' about me; I'll be all right when you comes 'ome wiv yer medals. . . ." Nosey caught the nurse's eye and tiptoed out of the ward. Janie turned her face to the Valley of the Shadow.
"We don't know the way out and we might as well try one plan as another. Seems pretty well closed up for the night, doesn't it? It certainly is a passage and if the door at the other end is impassable after all this wandering, I'll, I'll I don't know." "Carn't do no good by worritin', sir. Just 'ave to carry on that's all we kin do," responded Dollops, with some effort at comfort.
Say, I guess pore Joe wouldn't 'a' rec'nized the flavor o' whisky from blue pizen when that feller had done; an' we jest looked on, feelin' 'bout as happy as a lot o' old hens worritin' to hatch out a batch o' Easter eggs. Say, pore Joe wus weepin' over his sins, an' I guess we wus all 'most ready to cry.
The horses are nearly foundered, and we may be miles and miles from our destination. What are you going to do?" "Ke'p goin' jest as long as the hosses ken ke'p foot to the ground. Guess we'll ease 'em at the bottom, here. It's nigh feed time. Say, ma'm, it ain't no use worritin'. We'll git som'eres sure. The sun's dead ahead." "What's the use of that?"
You want a quiet, easy business, you do, an' you've got it. If you keep worritin' yerself this way, you won't never make old bones, an' that's the truth. You wait a bit, an' give yer cousin a chance to arst you, if that's what you're troublin' about." "I've given him lots o' chances," said Harriet peevishly. "Eh well, give him lots more, an' it'll all come right.
So it was he that got 'Lias talking about the Pool in the spring! Some one had been 'cankin wi him about things they didn't owt' that she knew 'and she might ha thowt it wor' Davy. For that one day's 'worritin ov him' she had had him on her hands for weeks off his sleep, and off his feed, and like a blighted thing.
She and he suited each other, and the "worritin' childer" had all gone away years since and left them in peace. He didn't believe Eliza knew where any of them were, except Mary, "married over to Luton" and Jim and Jim's Louisa. And a good riddance too. There was not one of them knew how to keep a shilling when they'd got one.
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