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He did not answer but stooped to take off his boots, and Mrs. Sinclair was soon out of bed and upon the floor. "Michty me, laddie! You are wringin' wet! Where have you been? Rain and glaur to the e'en holes!

He makes a bluff at bein' awful busy with the billbook; but he couldn't stay at the desk more'n three minutes at a spell. Inside of an hour I counted four times that he washed his hands and six drinks of water that he had. "You'll be damp enough to need wringin' out, if you keep that up," says I. "Keep what up?" says he.

I was afraid she could hear my teeth chatterin', so I dropped down in the weeds and thistles to keep her from seein' me. It was just along about here too. "By and by Momma kind of broke like somebody had hit her, then she began to cry again and to walk up and down wringin' her hands.

You're all wet. And," he added, again with the confidential air, "I was wet, too. Wringin' wet." The headmaster's frown deepened. "And you are certain that your assailants were boys from the school?" "Sure as I am that I'm sitting here, sir. They all 'ad their caps on their heads, sir." "I have never heard of such a thing. I can hardly believe that it is possible.

Of course a new broom sweeps clean an' I've no intention of supposin' that Elijah will ever keep on coverin' his soap an' scrapin' his feet long, but so far so good, an' last night it was real pleasant to hear the rain an' him together tellin' how much trouble they're havin', owin' to Hiram's bein' too energetic wringin' the handle of the printin' press an' then to think as when he was all done talkin' it would be him an' not me as in common decency would have to go out in the wet to padlock the chickens.

"But but I forgot myself." "Ah, cheer up," says I. "Veronica's a good sport. She wouldn't mind if you let slip a cussword." "Oh, you don't understand," says Dudley, wringin' his hands. "Really, I have done something awful!" "Come, come!" says I. "Let's have it, then." "Believe me," says he, "I was carried away, quite intoxicated." "Gwan!" says I. "Where'd you get the stuff?"

"Well, when they were gathered there according to orders, they looked streaked enough you may depend, thinkin' they were going to get it all round, and the wenches they fell to a-cryin', wringin' their hands, and boo-hooing like mad. Lavender was there with his cowskin, grinnin' like a chessy cat, and crackin' it about, ready for business.

"Oh, yes," says he, forcin' a smile. "Her doll. She she still has that, has she?" "Uh-huh!" says I, watchin' him keen. "I'm keepin' close track of both." That little touch did the business. He begins pacin' up and down his cell, wringin' his hands. About the fourth lap he stops. "If I only could take her to Australia," says he, "and get her out of of all this, I would be willing to to "

That there Krajiek had been sneakin’ round, pale and quiet, and when he seen me examinin’ the axe, he begun whimperin’, ‘My God, man, don’t do that!’ ‘I reckon I’m a-goin’ to look into this,’ says I. Then he begun to squeal like a rat and run about wringin’ his hands. ‘They’ll hang me!’ says he. ‘My God, they’ll hang me sure!’”

I knowed my moder was on de verandy, an' I run to her, an' sho' 'nuff, dar she was stan'in' right in front of Missy S'wanee an' 'treating de missus an' de young ladies ter go in, fer de bullets was now flyin' tick. But dey wouldn't go in, an' Missy Roberta was wringin' her han's, an' cryin', 'Oh, dat I was a man! De cunnel, de oder ossifer, an' a lot ob our sogers wouldn't give back an inch.

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