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Y' see, he very fond o' the Cap'n, that Dick's father, 'n' he live so long alone here, 'long wi' us, that he kin' o' like to see mos' anybody 't 's got any o' th' of family-blood in 'em. He ha'n't got no more suspicions 'n a baby, y' never see sech a man 'n y'r life. I kin' o' think he don' care for nothin' in this world 'xcep' jes' t' do what Elsie wan's him to.
"Look at poor old Mrs. , what kept the house down Which Street always a most well-conducted house. Nobody couldn't find no fault with it, and 'twas her livin'! Why should she have her livin' took away like that, poor old gal?... They sims to think nobody en't right 'xcep' jest theirselves as if we poor people could live an' go on same as they do.
Y' see, he very fond o' the Cap'n, that Dick's father, 'n' he live so long alone here, 'long wi' us, that he kin' o' like to see mos' anybody 't 's got any o' th' ol' family-blood in 'em. He ha'n't got no more suspicions 'n a baby, y' never see sech a man 'n y'r life. I kin' o' think he don' care for nothin' in this world 'xcep' jes' t' do what Elsie wan's him to.
Dudley Veneer thinks of his nephew, nor whether he has any notion that Dick wants to marry Elsie." "I tell you. Massa Venner, he good man, but he no see nothin' 'bout what goes on here in the house. He sort o' broken-hearted, you know, sort o' giv up, don' know what to do wi' Elsie, 'xcep' say 'Yes, yes. Dick always look smilin' 'n' behave well before him.
Y' see, he very fond o' the Cap'n, that Dick's father, 'n' he live so long alone here, 'long wi' us, that he kin' o' like to see mos' anybody 't 's got any o' th' of family-blood in 'em. He ha'n't got no more suspicions 'n a baby, y' never see sech a man 'n y'r life. I kin' o' think he don' care for nothin' in this world 'xcep' jes' t' do what Elsie wan's him to.
Veneer's man did not appear much gratified by this arrangement, especially as he had a shrewd suspicion that some of the ornaments of the bridle were of precious metal, having made occasional examinations of them with the edge of a file. But he did not see exactly what to do about it, except to get them from Abel in the way of bargain. "Waal, no, they a'n't good for much 'xcep' to look at.
"It is more puzzlin' than I thought it," returned Adams; "but then that's no great wonder, for if it puzzles you it's no wonder that it should puzzle me, who has had no edication whatever 'xcep what I've picked up in the streets. But it surprises me you'll excuse me, Mr Young that you who's bin at school shouldn't have your mind more clear about religion. Don't they teach it at school?"
"Yes; and my dear old mother told me, long before you did, that `love is the fulfilling of the law." "Well, I dun know much about law, 'xcep' dat I b'lieve it's a passel o' nonsense, for what we's got here an't o' no use leastwise not for slabes." "But my mother did not refer to human laws," returned Foster. "She quoted what the Bible says about God's laws."
Fac' is, she don' like talkin' as common gals do, 'xcep' jes' once in a while wi' some partic'lar folks, 'n' then not much." "How old is Elsie?" "Eighteen year this las' September." "How long ago did her mother die?" Helen asked, with a little trembling in her voice. "Eighteen year ago this October," said Old Sophy. Helen was silent for a moment.
She missed little Matt Quintal from the group. "Where's he gone, Charlie?" she demanded of her favourite playmate, whose name she had by that time learned to pronounce. "I dunno," answered Charlie, whose language partook more of the nautical tone of Quintal than of his late father. "D'you know, Dan'l?" she asked of little McCoy. "I dunno nuffin'," replied Dan, "'xcep' he's not here."
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