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But they couldn' lay the ghost no more arter; an' it was a devil-ghost, which is the worstest kind; an' it stuck close to thicky lyin' man an' wouldn' leave en nohow. But at last a white witch bound the spirit an' condemned it to empty out Dosmery Pool wi' a crogan wi' a hole in it. A crogan's a limpet shell, which you mightn't knaw, Mister Jan.
"Hold your tongue, Peter; you hab no decency, you old willain." "Well, but, Peter, speak out; when are we to make the attempt? where are the rest of your crew?" "Oh dear! oh dear! dat is de worstest; oh dear!" and he began to cry and sob like the veriest child. "Oh, massa," after he had somewhat recovered himself; "Oh, massa, dese people debits.
He was what seems to me to-day the worstest thing unhung he was a Puritan. Like Winthorpe's, his blood was black and icy and vinegarish. Like Winthorpe But there. I mustn't abuse Winthorpe any more, and I must try to forgive Milton. Milton wrote seven good words, and Winthorpe unwittingly opened a lover's eyes to his condition."
Farewell, sweet sir, partin' is such sweet sorrer; like ol' Cap'n Bonneville uster say. But o' all the messes any fool bunch o' pilgrims ever got inter, this is the worstest, an' hit couldn't be no worser. "Now, Miss Molly, ye're a plumb diserpintment ter me. I jest drapped in ter see ef ye couldn't tell me what hit was Kit done told me. But ye kain't. Whar is yer boasted superiorness as a womern?
Blythe" Bruce took a little square paw out of his pocket and put it earnestly on Anne's knee "I would like to turn the Kaiser into a good man a very good man all at once if I could. That is what I would do. Don't you think, Mrs. Blythe, that would be the very worstest punishment of all?"
So Mars' Colby had ter let dat uppity yaller gal go ahead an' do her worstest. "She sho' done it," said Uncle Rufus, shaking his head. "Dar nebber was sech anudder dinner sarbed on de Colby table befo' dat time, nor, since. "My mammy, a-layin' on her back in de quahtahs, an' groanin', sent me up to de big house kitchen tuh watch.
Malcolm, my poy," he added after a pause, and with the solemnity of a mighty hate, "ta efil woman herself will pe a Cam'ell ta woman Catanach will pe a Cam'ell, and her nainsel' she'll not know it pefore she'll be in ta ped with ta worstest Cam'ell tat ever God made; and she pecks his pardon, for she'll not pelieve He wass making ta Cam'ells." "Divna ye think God made me, daddy?" asked Malcolm.
"Where is the Catanach woman gone?" cried the marquis. "Cone!" shouted the piper. "Cone! and her huspant will pe waiting to pe killing her! Och nan ochan!" "Her husband!" echoed the marquis. "Ach! she 'll not can pe helping it, my lort no more till one will pe tead and tat should pe ta woman, for she 'll pe a paad woman ta worstest woman efer was married, my lort."
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